This time I chose Paladin.

Chapter 122 Halfway
Is this... a person?

The crystals scattered like fireworks, like drizzling rain, rustling.

Some crystal dust floated on Nie Weiyang's body. He subconsciously reached out and touched it. The crystal sand was so fine that he could almost hear the echo of human voice amid the friction sound.

That terrifying scream...

...The 'core' of the Golden Angel is the human soul?!

This didn't hold Nie Weiyang back, as he knew exactly what was important. But at this moment, anger and hatred welled up within him.

In the ruins of a modern city, under the dim sky, the young man made a "tsk" sound and turned away.

……

Nie Weiyang was already used to the days of traveling.

From one forest to another, from one river to another, from one mountain to another, from one home to another, he has been on the road almost every day since his rebirth. Even if he stops occasionally, it will not last long.

For about a month thereafter, he and his team were on the road.

Every day they had to deal with at least twenty Golden Angels. These creatures were extremely annoying when gathered together, and were far more dangerous than when they appeared alone. Each time, Nie Weiyang took the initiative to take on the task of destroying the core. Initially, everyone tried to stop him, but when Nie Weiyang returned to the team with a normal expression for the fifth time, they fell silent.

——No one can guarantee that they can still be the same as they are now under the pressure of repeated death empathy.

Moreover, as time passed, they drew closer to the Spirit Light Command Tower, and the enemies around them grew more numerous. When they were one-fifth of the way there, they encountered a fire-breathing golden angel for the first time. Its description even read, "True gold fears no fire"... After defeating it, Nie Weiyang was once again responsible for destroying its core. This time, he discovered that its core wasn't a human soul, but a golden spiritual light.

The Lingguang Command Tower obviously received some information and began to send reinforcements in their direction.

It is said that the human side initially sent out a total of one thousand teams, starting from different directions.

But probably less than half of them can walk one-fifth of the way - at least half of the people around Nie Weiyang are remnants of other teams.

This was already the sixth wave of humanity's mission. On the front lines, the last few million of humanity's fresh troops were desperately fighting against the Golden Lord.

A month of high-intensity fighting was enough for Nie Weiyang to fully grasp all the information about the people around him, and it was also enough to increase their trust in Nie Weiyang to a level that could not be increased any further.

Another difference between the Chaos Shelter and other shelters is that no matter how much you go through in there, as long as you can get out alive, it will only take a moment.

Thinking about those unreal stories, the players actually entered as real bodies, but this remnant of real history was just a big dream.

But even so, knowing that all this really happened...

Nie Weiyang could no longer treat the people around him purely as 'NPCs'.

"Captain!" A bunch of grilled vegetables was extended to Nie Weiyang's mouth. Fang Zihan and Xi Liya's eyes peeked out from behind: "Try it, try it!"

At this moment, a group of people were sitting among a group of rocks. There were no tents or even sleeping bags in this temporary camp. There was only a stove in the middle, which was a standard smoke-scattering stove. From a distance, there was no smoke at all.

This was dug by Jiang Meng, she used to be a soldier.

Sang Min was squatting in front of the stove cooking, his sturdy body, taller than Nie Weiyang, huddled up in a ball. Another white man named Tom Payne was helping him in the kitchen - he was number 12 in the team, an American who was very confident in grilling.

In addition, Gong Hanchuan, Luo Hua, and Tang Hui (number 11) were on the outer perimeter as observation posts. Wen Jun (number 9) and Liu Qiuxian (number 10), a couple, were helping Sang Min and Tom prepare vegetables. Yun Bowen (number 13), a former teacher, was currently flipping through a magazine he had found in the city ruins. Tan Xuan had disappeared somewhere, but the team members were used to his occasional disappearances, since he always brought back some supplies he had found from who-knows-where.

Listening to this guy's own words, he used to be a thief. This was not unexpected to Nie Weiyang. After all, the smell of thieves was too obvious...

Nie Weiyang's gaze swept in all directions and then returned to his present state.

The roasted vegetables were still there.

The expressions of the two children have become a little pitiful.

“…” Nie Weiyang silently took the skewers.

Because he'd suffered a loss earlier in his previous life, he'd never eat anything offered to him. Even now, he subconsciously inspected the skewers before taking a bite. Admittedly, they were quite good. Sang Min had said he used to be a chef, and it seemed so.

"Not bad." Nie Weiyang nodded.

"Yeah!!!" The two children cheered softly and skipped away.

Nie Weiyang looked at their backs in confusion. Wen Jun leaned over with a smile and whispered, "They baked it especially for you."

...they grilled it?
Nie Weiyang raised his eyebrows. He looked at the skewers and they looked cooked to perfection.

"This one is the only one roasted well out of a dozen," Wenjun said, still peeling an unknown vegetable root. "It was under the guidance of Sangmin and Tom. The other ones are failures, well... whoever roasted them gets to eat them."

Nie Weiyang smiled and said, "Thank you. Do you need any help?"

"No need, two people are enough to pick the vegetables." Wen Jun said, "I just heard them say that Tang Hui's old injury has relapsed..."

"I'll go over and take a look." Nie Weiyang said.

Tang Hui, a quiet woman, used to be a tailor. She had sewed clothes and human wounds after the disaster. But according to her, most of the time, the wounds were the same whether they were sewed or not - they were large, deep and irregular, and the amount of bleeding was huge. The crystals on the Golden Angel's weapon seemed to have something attached to them, which was very destructive to the human body.

Here, minor injuries don't need stitches, and serious injuries are useless even if stitches are used.

"It's just a minor injury. Although it hurts occasionally, it doesn't affect my movements." Tang Hui smiled gently, "Don't worry, Captain."

Nie Weiyang nodded slightly, as if he really wasn't worried. But every time these people called him "Captain," he would worry a little more about them.

In the original history, how long did they live?
Did they complete the final mission?
Nie Weiyang had no idea. He simply placed Tang Hui's arm on her leg and helped clean and bandage the eroded wound, where the skin and flesh had been torn apart. His technique was always precise and clean, but when it came to choosing between the patient's feelings and the prognosis, he would unhesitatingly choose the latter. Tang Hui occasionally couldn't help but let out a hissing sound while inhaling, but she didn't say anything.

After the bandaging was completed, the woman lowered her head silently. She straightened her inner clothes and put on the upper body protective suit again.

"Thank you." She seemed to have something to say, "Captain, you..."

"There are enemies!" Gong Hanchuan suddenly shouted.

Everyone in the camp put down what they were doing, and when they picked up their weapons, Nie Weiyang had already jumped up, walked a few steps to Gong Hanchuan's side, and looked out from the side of the rugged rock where the other party was hiding.

　Second update No. 30
　　
　
(End of this chapter)