This time I chose Paladin

"Yes, yes... uh..." The nurse seemed to want to say something, but felt it was inappropriate. In the end, she just gave Nie Weiyang a sincere smile: "Thank you. Really... thank you very much."

Nie Weiyang knew she was talking about more than just sending a gift, but he didn't show much emotion. He just tilted his head slightly without commenting: "Anything else?"

"No more." The nurse shook her head. Her hands were clasped behind her back, nervously rubbing the corner of her clothes and a pen. She didn't ask for an autograph until Nie Weiyang disappeared outside the hospital. After all, how could she say that? This was a hospital; she couldn't start a commotion... she thought. And, for a sun destined to be far away, the best thing she could do was not to cause trouble.

"Huh..." She let out a breath, took out the pen and stared blankly for a while, shook her head and whispered a few words to a few nurses, and then the others went back to work.

She walked towards the neonatal department and approached an older nurse with a splint on her arm. She gently expressed her concern for her physical condition and asked her what was going on.

"Not bad," the other person said with a smile. "When I was attacked in the nursery, someone came. An old man with a large shield and a little girl with a dagger. They saved me. In a few days, I'll be back to work in the pediatric department... By the way, I heard someone say there's a family with a baby in the city..."

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Langcheng is being rebuilt again.

It's a complicated matter, but Lang City is rebuilding again. And this time the reconstruction is even larger because the entire city was burned down.

But the people of Langcheng exchanged their new home for a peaceful environment and more fertile land. Now, according to the detection skills of the agricultural scholar profession, although there is slight pollution in the land, its fertility has doubled than before.

"If the temperature is right, we can even try to grow three crops of rice here..." Gong Yunfei practically lay on the ground and dug. She sniffed the soil, then took a sip. Her ordinary face lit up. "If we succeed...if we succeed...we can feed many more people than we do now!"

"Come on." Nie Weiyang nodded.

In his previous life, due to a shift in temperature zones, Zhongzhou, which had returned to a subtropical climate, had cultivated three rice crops. However, he had little contact with agricultural scholars at the time, and he didn't know if anyone in the "Shennong" team had the last name Gong.

Nie Weiyang showed her the box in his hand.

"Your stuff has been delivered too." He sighed. "This is the first time I've carried a box of cockroaches this far."

"This is a sample we asked the troops to catch in the wild." Gong Yunfei smiled and called out to Bai Lu.

Bai Lu, who was not far away, ran over excitedly to take the cockroach sample, and repeatedly said "thank you, thank you" and "thank you, boss" to Nie Weiyang, then ran away with the cockroach before Nie Weiyang could react.

"I thought you would keep a calm expression no matter what the situation." Gong Yunfei admired the shock on Nie Weiyang's face. "Are you okay? This is our job. Sorry."

"...No, there's nothing to be sorry about." Nie Weiyang shook his head slightly.

In fact, during the most difficult times in his previous life, he had eaten things like roasted cockroach skewers...

"I admire the research spirit of you scholars," he said. "You are one of the important pillars of civilization."

"...You really are good at talking." Gong Yunfei was stunned for a moment, then a more sincere smile appeared on her face: "They all say you are not good at speaking."

"I'm indeed not good at speaking, but there are some things that need to be said," Nie Weiyang replied.

These words made Gong Yunfei laugh even more happily.

Over the next period of time, Langcheng roughly rebuilt a framework. The trauma left by the ascending blood moon still existed, but this could not stop people from moving forward.

Nie Weiyang only remembered to look at his task list the day after the Blood Moon Ascending. He was not surprised to find that the Charisma task had been completed automatically, perhaps during the battle.

Now, his charm value has reached 51 points, and combined with the process of completing the task, he has obtained a new charm-related talent 'Pioneer's Inspiration'.

【[Pioneer Inspiration]-

You have become a pioneer. -

Charm value permanently +10%

Improve persuasiveness

Improve charisma

Significantly increases the chances of others executing the holder's orders/obeying the holder's guidance

Significantly improve charm-related skills and judgment success rate

When others sincerely and completely identify with the holder, they will receive a 10% recovery speed bonus for any combat resource of the holder. At the same time, the holder's 10% recovery of this combat resource will provide a bonus to others, and the combat status will take effect.

This is a magical skill.

Nie Weiyang set this resource as 'health' without hesitation - this is an attribute that everyone can use. After all, in battle, only by staying alive can you have anything else.

Half a month later, the memorial service for the Langcheng area was about to begin. Nie Weiyang emerged from his tent, washed up, and headed for the simple central square. Although grief still lingered, nearly everyone along the way looked at him with bright, gentle eyes. When they smiled and greeted him, he responded calmly.

Many people passing by with their children in their arms pointed at him and said something to their children. Nie Weiyang glanced at them, saw the lip movements of a few words, and then turned his head away, not intending to listen to the speeches of praise and teaching the children to learn from him.

It didn't take long before the remaining 20,000 people in Langcheng all arrived at the scene.

Nie Weiyang stood on a makeshift podium, listening to Xiang Feng's speech for a while, then calmly accepting the crowd's praise, showing little interest. But he didn't appear to be in the least disappointed, simply walking off the stage after his speech and walking into the crowd.

After walking a few steps, he suddenly heard a soft voice calling his name.

Nie Weiyang turned around and found a group of women holding children surrounding him. The children looked at him curiously, and with smiles on their faces, they pushed out an old woman. The old woman looked familiar, perhaps he had seen her in the city. Now, she was holding a cloth bag with a smile, and took out a colorful bracelet from it: "Mr. Nie..."

"I'm not 'Sir'." Nie Weiyang gasped and waved his hands repeatedly. This old lady looked to be in her eighties, and he couldn't bear to be called a 'Sir'. "Just call me Nie Weiyang or Weiyang."

"Okay, Weiyang." The old woman smiled and handed him the bracelet.

"All the families with children in the city took apart the clothes their children wore to the new world, pulled out the good thread, and asked the tailors to weave them into bracelets to give to the soldiers. This one is for you," she said. "We know it's not the Dragon Boat Festival now, so it doesn't seem right to give longevity threads, but thank you. If we hadn't brought anything from home, everyone would have prepared a big gift for you... My child, live long, live long. Good people like you deserve a long life..."

Nie Weiyang held the bracelet. It was colorful and strung with a unique gold bead. It almost sparkled in the breeze and sunlight, which made him a little dazed.

After a moment, he smiled and put it on his hand.

"Thank you, I'll try my best." He said, a light song playing in his headphones: "Let's go, it's time to eat."

Volume 1 - The Beginning of Darkness - End.

↑ Although I feel that the above sentence would be cooler if it were placed in the main text, I still won’t use it to take up the word count x

Volume 2 starts tomorrow!

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By the way, I recommend a song:

Two People Sitting Opposite Each Other on the Train - Lowell Lo/Him Lam

Although it's called "Train", it feels more like the soundtrack of an old-school martial arts film about wandering around the world.

You may have noticed that I am actually an old-fashioned person who likes some old-fashioned things, so this article has been criticized many times for "writing such a saintly thing is not in line with the current trend", but they were all hidden by my authority dog ​​hehe (hey

I will not make excuses, nor do I want to argue about the definitions of words like "holy mother" and "holy bitch" that I am not interested in. As I wrote in my article, the meaning of words will shift, and the most important thing is our own heart.

I mean,

I want to be old-fashioned, I want to be old-fashioned, I want to be a good person, I like this, no matter what anyone says, I won’t change, lululu!

Chapter 65 Come with me (referring to the bicycle)

As the sun rises and the moon sets, all things grow. The friction between the alien earthlings and the local monsters gradually increases, and the battle never stops, just like a daily job.

And on a sunny day, Nie Weiyang was ready to leave Langcheng again.

He still wore sunglasses, but this time they not only concealed his strange eyes, but also blocked out light—after all, that was the original purpose of sunglasses, right? Although he didn't need them for that purpose...

But the question now is...

He has no car.

The motorcycle died on the battlefield and turned into ashes in a cloud of smoke. The people cleaning the battlefield picked up the few remaining pieces of its broken shell. Nie Weiyang found a place to bury this relic from Earth two days ago and also put a wooden sign in front of it as a tombstone.

R.I.P.

This time he was leaving, he first had to get a good enough means of transportation. Before that, he planned to walk, but Xiang Feng stopped him while pushing a bicycle.

Nie Weiyang stood before the Blood Moon Rising Battle Monument in Langcheng Cemetery, watching several Craftsman players tinkering with their craft. He saw some familiar names on the monument, but he didn't look at them much, nor did he think much about them.

He simply put down the bouquet of flowers in his hand.

He had picked this this morning from the banks of the Langcheng River—the sun had risen, and order had returned to the world. It should be deep winter now, but the temperature felt more like an extended autumn. Autumn has flowers, long-lived flowers, but also flowers that kill all other flowers.

"Is something wrong?" he asked.

Xiang Feng first handed him a small package, then patted his side. It was a not-so-new bicycle.

"There's sugar in the bag. The canteen staff made it from beetroot. I know you don't need it, but they wanted you to try it... As for this bicycle, it was brought by a child," he said. "The child saved up three years of pocket money to buy it. He held it in his arms like a treasure during the delivery. Now that he knows you need a means of transportation, he insisted on giving it to you."

Nie Weiyang was holding the bag of candy in his hand. He turned his gaze and saw a beautiful off-road bicycle next to Xiang Feng. Further away, at the entrance of the cemetery, two boys who looked to be in junior high or high school were looking at him nervously. One of them had dyed yellow hair, and the other had a tuft of green hair highlighted.

"Theirs?" he asked again.

"The one with yellow hair is called Xiang Bang, and the other is called Liu Yu. They are cousins." Xiang Feng had a strange expression on his face. "I don't know what their parents think..."

What Xiang Yu and Liu Bang.

Nie Weiyang was a little nervous. He looked at the bicycle again, thought for a moment, and asked, "Is there anything they want?"

"I asked them too, and they said they didn't want anything except this," Xiang Feng flipped his hand and took out a notebook with the words "Wild Grass Identification Class" written on it from his backpack. The handwriting in it had a kind of neat but ugly quality.

He handed the notebook to Nie Weiyang and stuffed a pen into his hand.

"Write it," he said.

Nie Weiyang was stunned: "...What to write?"

"Signature and message. You didn't let us give you a farewell party, but you know how much we all feel about you." Xiang Feng's voice took a rough turn: "Great~Hero~"

Nie Weiyang felt goosebumps all over his body. He couldn't help but take a step back and glanced at the two children from a distance. They were staring at him and the paper and pen in his hand nervously and excitedly.

"... Help me think of what to write." He gritted his teeth.

This must be a very important moment for the children. First of all, he must not spoil the fun, and secondly, he must choose his words carefully, because he himself was once a child, and he knows very well that if a person receives a message from the person he admires in his teens, this message may even become the proposition of his life.

"I don't know." Xiang Feng answered simply, "I have no experience. Try your best."

“…” Nie Weiyang looked at him with an indescribable look.

——What about loyalty?

“…”Xiang Feng turned around and looked at the monument.

——I don’t understand what you are saying.

Nie Weiyang: “…”

Haha. Brother, you have changed.

He glanced at the two children in the distance again, pondered for a moment, lowered his head and began writing, quickly scribbling a line of words. He then closed the book, finished writing, and handed the item back to Xiang Feng. In the distance, he could faintly hear two excited cheers, which brought a smile to his face.

At this moment, the stonemasons had already descended from the scaffolding, and the stone dust drifted in the sunlight like a soft mist. Xiang Feng looked at the stele, which was densely covered with the names of nearly 30,000 people.

Familiar names.

This is a list of names of casualties. Nie Weiyang was just looking at this. He hopes that he will see less of this in the future, and it would be best if he doesn't see it at all.