This time I chose Paladin

He took out a dagger - the same one he had previously captured from the enemy.

"This is green equipment with skills. Someone might need it." He said as he stuffed the item into Xiang Feng's hand.

Xiang Feng was stunned for a moment: "...You can exchange it for resources."

"There aren't many resources to exchange right now, and I'd rather maintain Lang City's current state." Nie Weiyang said, "If you really can't bear it, just give me a token ornament from each boss."

Things weren't given away for free, and neither were the conditions he'd proposed. The ornaments, modeled after the keepsake, had their uses, but no one had any use for them yet.

Xiang Feng agreed to the deal. Now, the highest weapon in everyone's hands was green. No one had the right to dislike a green weapon with skills, and those accessories were really useless to them...

It can't be used to build a trophy room, right? Is that the time now?

Afterwards, the two chatted for a while. Xiang Feng wanted Nie Weiyang to be a teacher and teach the children how to fight, but Nie Weiyang thought about it and declined. This was because his fighting style was not suitable for most people, especially those with weak recovery abilities. In comparison, military skills were more suitable for promotion and teaching.

"Indeed." Xiang Feng said, glancing at the teachers who were peeking at the two of them from a distance, and said thoughtfully: "By the way, have you told them who you are?"

"Yes." Nie Weiyang nodded. "They are very enthusiastic."

"Because they've known about you for a long time. A large portion of the supplies you left behind were distributed to schools and hospitals." Xiang Feng grinned and dragged Nie Weiyang back to the teachers. "Most of the children you saved directly or indirectly are in school. This is an elementary school, and there's a junior high and high school next door... Do you want to go in and see the children?"

Nie Weiyang subconsciously looked towards the wooden windshield window, and through the gaps he saw pairs of sparkling eyes. He suddenly felt a little sweaty. He had been so calm when fighting bosses several stories high, but now he was sweating profusely: "This... isn't to this extent..."

That's not the case!!! Do we have to drag him to talk at this point?!

In his previous life, he was the most reclusive of the Guardians! He didn't even like to attend meetings!

"It's okay, Mr. Nie. Those principals and directors we used to have were always talking nonsense and always asking for money. Weren't they just as talkative?" Several young teachers who had just been chatting happily with Nie Weiyang showed pitiful expressions. "The world is different now. Children need some spiritual encouragement..."

Nie Weiyang was forcibly dragged in by the teachers. When he came to his senses, he was already standing on the podium.

This was different from speeches and meetings, because the three-foot podium was too close to the children, so close that he could see each child's eyes, facial expressions and every little movement. This made Nie Weiyang even more uncomfortable than challenging a team alone.

He just opened his mouth: "Uh..." and then realized that he had not taken off his sunglasses. He felt bad for not taking them off for a moment, but he was afraid that his bloodshot eyes would scare the children. After two awkward seconds, he said: "Students, you must study hard." Then he quickly retreated, and ran through the crowd, running as if there were eight world bosses chasing him.

Xiang Feng was stunned and ran after him with his guards: "Old Nie! Old Nie! Why are you running?"

A female teacher with thirty years of teaching experience was coughing with laughter at the door. She subconsciously wanted to pick up a thermos or something, but found that there was no thermos nearby. She glanced at the children in the door, did not sigh, but walked up to the podium.

"Class, stand up!"

The children's energetic voices echoed in the night sky: "Hello, teacher!"

"Okay, today we're introducing a guy from Langcheng. I think everyone knows his name... When he was in school, I was the teacher in the class next to his. I even taught a class for their teacher..."

On the other side of the school, Nie Weiyang covered his face with his hands, his mind filled with memories, the past and the present.

On one side, in the previous life, Lang City was littered with corpses, schools and hospitals were raided during the chaos, children were killed to pieces, and teachers were shouting out every name on the roster at the top of their lungs, picking up broken limbs in the ruins.

On one side, the teachers, squatting in the rain, scratching their textbooks with sticks in the mud, turned to smile at him. The children crowded in the room, their eyes fixed on him at the podium.

"All the knowledge you learned was filtered by the glomerulus, right?!!" A voice interrupted Nie Weiyang's thoughts. He looked up and found that he had actually run to the vicinity of the hospital.

The hospital, now the heart of Lang City, stood in the gloomy night, a crude red cross atop it, a flag fluttering beside it. Inside, the lights were brightly lit, and several veteran doctors, clutching their torn white coats, were sprinting toward the door, cursing at the younger ones.

Nie Weiyang took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

For the first time in his life, he discovered how comforting it was to exhale a breath of foul air.

"Faith..." He stared at the hospital, at the red standing under the night sky, and murmured.

Although he stopped at this moment, he already knew.

He knew where his own path lay!

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Chapter 28 Faith

In most parts of the New World, naturally harmful bloodlines like vampires are eliminated the moment they appear.

His poor speaking skills were particularly severe in his previous life. He seemed withdrawn and lacked a sense of presence, completely fitting the role model of a reclusive and seemingly kind serial killer.

At that time, perhaps only the New World system, which judged him more suitable for the Paladin role, would firmly believe that he was a good person. Even he himself had doubts about himself for a while, always wondering if he was some hidden psychopath...

Did he truly not have a self-absorbed mindset when choosing the assassin class? It's hard to say. A lonely and lost young man fresh out of college, what he's thinking, he often can't even articulate.

But even for a person like him, Langcheng let him live, and Huaxia also let him live.

This is the kindness the world has given him.

At the last moment, facing the threat of death, he felt more powerlessness and hope than the instinctive fear of life.

He hopes that the living can continue to live, so that they can try to find a way forward for humanity. But he also hopes that on this path, people will still uphold justice and kindness, and still unite...

After experiencing death once, he has not changed his mind.

"He may not become a useful person." Nie Weiyang muttered to himself.

Xiang Feng, who had caught up, looked over and said nothing.

He could feel that Nie Weiyang was not talking to anyone, and that some kind of change was taking place in this person. It was not complicated, no, it would be better to say... this person was changing from being complicated to being pure.

"...but he still survived." Nie Weiyang said, his voice getting lower and lower, as if he was talking to himself: "If I survive, I will have everything. Only if I survive can I have a future and do what I want to do...But living is not the goal, but a process and a necessary condition. My goal is...to uphold what is in my heart..."

Bullshit. Pure bullshit. But sometimes, bullshit can be useful.

Nie Weiyang raised his level to 10 without hesitation. With a slight sound, the [Faith] column bar was unlocked, followed by a line of words: [In-depth Exploration].

He clicked it because he no longer hesitated and was no longer unable to face it.

Congratulations to player [Nie Weiyang] for being the first to reach level 10 and earning the temporary title [First Climber (Unique)]. The game world is currently undergoing an online update... The update is complete, and players can now view post-level 10 skills and recipes.

Xiang Feng: “?!”

Xiang Feng turned his head suddenly and looked at Nie Weiyang.

——Not a buddy?

……

Brilliance burst out from the depths of his soul, overwhelming Nie Weiyang's spirit.

The contradiction between the sacred attribute and the dark attribute was fully demonstrated from this moment on. Every one of his blood vessels was being burned, and the malice of the new world finally emerged. The pain caused by the intense conflict overflowed from the depths of Nie Weiyang's chest. He felt his body being burned, and his soul being torn apart and melted. This was a manifestation of the characteristics of the sacred power and the dark power.

He saw several blind people walking briskly from the hospital toward the greenhouses. They were there to help the agricultural students plant vegetables. They were probably of bat or other bloodlines that enhanced their senses. He saw the people in the greenhouses still hard at work. He saw the army conducting drills, the tailors sewing, the workers still chanting "Three, two, one, hey!" He saw the entire city of Lang under construction, for it was the people's new home and a fortress for battle. He also saw higher and farther places, and his soul almost flew higher and farther, soaring into the sky, into the clouds...

The dark and chaotic void descended, and thoughts suddenly returned.

Everything around him seemed to be covered in a layer of strong and bright colors, which then gradually faded away along with the pain.

It was a brief yet long moment as Nie Weiyang came to his senses, the dark shadows fading from his eyes. He took a deep breath, adjusted his sunglasses, and looked toward the hospital.

The hospital, where almost everyone in the city who could heal was located. According to Xiang Feng, aside from a few military doctors assigned to the army, there were only 44 players with healing skills among the city's 50 people. The hospital currently had 44 medical staff, and with these healers, there were less than a hundred people in the brightly lit hospital, ensuring the safety of people.

Everyone is doing their own thing and walking their own path.

Just as the distorted ecology of the new world is still ecology, the strange biosphere is still the biosphere, and everything has its own core.

And Nie Weiyang finally faced up to his inner self.

"...Goodness and justice." He murmured to himself, a voice only he could hear. "This is my morality."

The golden light flows through the blood-red iris, expands and contracts along the cracks, and finally returns to the depths of the pupil, making it even more dazzling!

【[Faith]: Follow my morality! 】

Facts have proven that, at least to this day, what he did was right.

Then keep going!

Isn't the Paladin, a profession born from fantasy, one of people's most simple imaginations of kindness, integrity, and morality? People have a tendency to be drawn to good people and good deeds. This feeling transcends everything because this is what it means to be human.

—This time I chose the Paladin because I wanted to uphold the moral principles in my heart and protect the future I wanted. I wanted to temper those who deserved to survive while allowing them to survive as long as possible, and, incidentally, send some people permanently out of the new world.

This may require Nie Weiyang to use his own way to challenge the way the world works, and challenge the evil deeds that the whole world cannot bear to see.

If you can do it, do your best.

he said to himself.

Don't be discouraged if you can't do it, because there will always be a place where you need him.

It might seem a bit extreme, too idealistic, but this is Nie Weiyang's future, this is the smooth road he sees.

In this case, there is only death!

……

Nie Weiyang took a deep breath, and his mind became clearer than ever before.

Reaching level 10 gave him a new skill. Every profession’s level 10 skill is called [xx Faith], and his... wait?

He saw his skill tree begin to fall into chaos, and a golden-red light spread from the BOSS template, eroding the original level 10 skill [Holy Faith] and gradually rewriting it.

Soon after, the skill icon and text became clear again, and the four words [My Morality] shone brightly.

“…” Nie Weiyang’s brows relaxed.

Well, although players can create and fuse skills independently after reaching level 20, and he has long been accustomed to it, he did not expect that the BOSS template would actually rewrite a skill in some way when he was at level 10.

Although he never let down his guard against this identity that was beyond his original plan, after checking the effects of the skills, Nie Weiyang became more confident in his next plan.

"I have something to do, so I'll be leaving for a moment," Nie Weiyang said, offering Xiang Feng a gentle smile. This time, his smile wasn't just harmless and gentle, but rather warm and approachable. His charisma, which had been nearing transcendence, finally began to shine.

Xiang Feng didn't ask him what he was going to do, but asked: "Do you need me to clean up a place for you?"

"No need. Let's give the accommodation to those who need it more." Nie Weiyang said with a smile, "I'm in good health, and it's convenient for me to bring a tent with me. I can just stay in the tent when I come back."

Half an hour later, Nie Weiyang returned to his camp. The pain of the intertwined forces of light and darkness still lingered on him, but he parked the car calmly, changed his clothes under the straw shed, and then crawled into the tent to study a map in his hand.

[4701 Shelter Map-No. 3490]

Type: [Heart]-

A mysterious map, made of unknown material, pointing to a certain [Shelter]. --

An invitation, or a trap. -

Using it at a specific location will open the copy [4701 Shelter], which is the 3490th 'voucher' sent out.