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Chapter 10 Who thinks she's easy to deal with?
Zhou Shengnan blinked blankly: "A corpse?"
She repeated the question Jiang Xingni had asked, her eyes clearly showing a blank stare.
It was only then that the young girl realized she seemed to have forgotten something. She shook her head: "No..."
She can't remember.
Or perhaps she didn't even see this scene. Where did those corpses, whose heads had been chopped off by the elders of the same village, go?
Jiang Xingni knew in her heart that this question was still too much to ask of the little girl—she couldn't expect a girl who was still in elementary school to remain calm when facing death.
The fact that she could remember to run away without crying out shows that she is a very good and calm girl.
Jiang Xingni hadn't expected to get any useful information from her, so when faced with her bewildered look, Jiang Xingni simply nodded to indicate that she understood.
"What do you mean by that question?" Pei Zhaoye tilted his head, somewhat interested.
Xiao Jiming was even more direct: "What did you see?"
"Please." The little girl smiled and looked back at Xiao Jiming. "Sir, I'm not your eyes. I don't need to tell you everything I see, completely and without any concealment, do I?"
Xiao Jiming was met with a blunt retort, and he blinked innocently, saying, "That's not what I meant. I just think we should share information."
Jiang Xingni never intended to hide her discovery. After she made a sarcastic remark to Xiao Jiming and stated her position, she gave her answer.
She had no reason to refuse. Putting aside the fact that Jiang Xingni wanted to ride on the popularity of the main characters, she also needed to rely on them in terms of combat power.
Although she can see the monsters' weaknesses, her special ability "Eye of Truth" doesn't yet have any offensive capabilities—or perhaps she hasn't fully explored it yet—if Jiang Xingni were to leave the main group and act alone, then without the comics needing to do anything, Jiang Xingni could simply die in that scene.
"The west side," Jiang Xingni said.
Golden threads, spreading from the book, swirled and circled, penetrating the wall. Jiang Xingni's gaze, too, seemed to pass through the physical wall, as if it could see through it, winding its way into the distance.
The four members of Xiao Jiming's team exchanged glances. Those with exceptional memories immediately recalled the map of the village.
To the west... that's exactly where the four of them arrived, and also where the female anchor was during the live stream.
Without needing to say anything more, the group of people ran in that direction without prior arrangement, each with a very similar idea in mind.
Jiang Xingni, left behind: ...
She glanced at the children huddled together behind her, then at the main group ahead who showed no sign of turning back and just kept running forward.
Oh no, what if I'm cannon fodder and get abandoned by the main characters?
Jiang Xingni thought calmly, feeling that death was just around the corner.
She's a superhuman with no fighting ability, and she's stuck with a bunch of kids. At this point, if she doesn't die, who will?
Jiang Xingni could even imagine that when the main characters returned and saw her and the children's corpses, if the plot was well-developed, it would probably be a small knife in the early stages of the comic.
Even so, Jiang Xingni did not intend to catch up with the main group running at the front. Golden lines spread out in Jiang Xingni's eyes, some passing through the walls and heading towards the finish line that the main group was heading towards.
The remaining part stayed here, with countless golden threads tightly binding the children in front of him, making them appear golden and radiant in Jiang Xingni's eyes.
Jiang Xingni's clothes were gently tugged. She looked down and saw Xie Yangping with tears in his eyes, the boy's voice trembling.
"Sister, what should we do?" The child looked up and asked Jiang Xingni.
What to do? Jiang Xing glanced back at him with a cheerful smile.
"Of course, I put the knife down," the girl said. "I saw it all, don't lie to me."
Upon hearing this, the group of children who had somehow found themselves in Jiang Xingni's blind spot were stunned.
They had just pulled out familiar machetes from behind their backs—the same machetes that the village elders had used to cut off the girl's head—but now they couldn't hide them, nor could they continue. So they could only stop in mid-air, watching Jiang Xingnv warily.
"What are you talking about, sister?" Seeing that Jie Yangping was unreliable, and the murderous intent on his young face was almost overflowing, Zhou Shengnan quickly pulled him behind her, forcing a smile and looking innocently at Jiang Xingni. "I don't quite understand what you're saying. What knife?"
To be honest, Zhou Shengnan's acting skills are only slightly better than Xie Yangping's; they are by no means exquisite.
Jiang Xingni could immediately see the unnatural curve of Zhou Shengnan's smile, the stiffness in his facial muscles, and the deep-seated fear and wariness towards Jiang Xingni hidden in his eyes.
Still not mature enough, still too young. Jiang Xingni thought to herself, her smile unchanged.
"Don't you really understand?" The girl's voice trailed off lightly, as if it were about to dissipate into the air, but the next second as the cleaver came down, Jiang Xingni seemed to have eyes in the back of his head.
She ducked, and the blade grazed past her eyes, carrying the sharp edge of a cold weapon.
The child holding the knife stared wide-eyed, seemingly not expecting Jiang Xingni to be able to dodge it.
The force of the cleaver that had been dodged was still there. Before the child could retract his strength, he was dragged along by the cleaver and staggered two steps. The blade was deeply embedded in the stone platform next to Jiang Xingni, where the wordless book was placed.
Without the slightest hesitation, Jiang Xingni took a few steps and, just as they were trying their best to pull out the machete, he had already left the machete's attack range.
"Clang!" Seeing that he had been exposed, Zhou Shengnan stopped pretending to be innocent. The girl's smile vanished in an instant, and she stared coldly at Jiang Xingni. Then, without hesitation, she stepped forward to help, pulling the machete off the stone platform with a clanging sound.
When the sound of something cutting through the air reached their ears, panic rushed into their minds even faster than joy.
Jiang Xingni moved with almost no difficulty, leaping lightly onto the back of the machete as he swung it.
Using a momentum—or perhaps as a show of defiance—she lunged directly at the group of children the next second.
As the first child to be beaten, Zhou Shengnan saw only Jiang Xingni's cold smile as she looked at her in the last second before she lost consciousness.
...Who exactly thinks this woman is the easiest to deal with?!
Before she completely lost consciousness, only this sentence floated through her mind.