novelsite Chapter 105 Everyone has to have some obsession in their life.
Chapter 105 Everyone has to have some obsession in their life.
The grand hall, built in the style of ancient times, is extremely luxurious, like a royal palace for pilgrims, sacred and inviolable.
But at this moment, corpses were everywhere, both inside and out, and blood flowed like a river.
Inside the room, shadowy figures moved about. Among the many mechs, a lonely old man stood with his hands behind his back.
The atmosphere was heavy and fraught with tension, like the aroma of aged wine fermenting, permeating the air. Anyone who caught even a whiff of it would be completely intoxicated.
"Who goes there?" A mecha-wielding teenager standing guard at the entrance of the main hall was very alert. He quickly reacted after hearing the sounds of people moving around in the distance of the corridor.
One of his arms sprouted wings that looked like a giant guillotine. He strode forward with steady steps, ambushing the doorway with several other people around him.
It wasn't until Li Can's voice came from a distance that they were taken aback.
Even Yang Mo and the old city lord, who were fiercely confronting each other inside the house, were shocked when they heard this.
"Don't shoot, we're on the same side. I'm Xing Dazhuang from Xiacheng, the one who runs a restaurant in the suburbs."
As he spoke, he nudged Shen Yuan.
"Ah, yes, and me too, Shen Yuan! I'm back."
Despite the serious and bloody scene, the group of them jogged over with smiles plastered on their faces.
The key point is, aren't they in the lower town?
What's going on now? How did they get into the upper city...?
Everyone had questions, but no one took action for the time being. Yang Mo sheathed his sword and left the people around him to guard the old city lord for the time being, while he quickly walked to the door.
Li Can and his two companions stood to the side and peered inside.
Even if you witness the carnage unfolding before your eyes.
"So this is what you look like." Li Can looked at Yang Mo and observed him closely before exclaiming.
"How did you get in? Is there chaos outside?" Yang Mo ignored Li Can's topic and quickly asked the key question.
All three shook their heads and waved their hands in unison.
Li Can answered seriously, "There's no chaos. The lower city is running smoothly under my arrangement, and the entire city's infrastructure is under construction. As for how we got to the upper city, that's a long story, but I'll keep it short for now."
"On your side, things seem to be progressing quite smoothly with my support."
Yang Mo was amused by Li Can's dark humor. "It's not going well. The old city lord is unwilling to reveal the secrets of the past. I came here to ask for an explanation. Now we're at a stalemate, and we can't waste too much time with him."
"If he doesn't speak up soon, I'll have to kill him as soon as possible. I absolutely cannot leave any hidden dangers. Even a centipede with a hundred legs doesn't die easily. I won't leave any survivors to give them a chance to make a comeback."
Yang Mo's words made the group feel uneasy.
However, this is indeed the reality: once one side chooses to rebel, a revolution occurs.
If you can't do this, you'll eventually suffer the consequences.
You won't even have to wait too long.
In this process, someone always has to make a sacrifice.
It's very realistic, even if it's just the storyline of a dungeon game.
In the first instance, Li Can didn't have such a strong feeling. It wasn't until he entered the second instance that he sometimes couldn't tell whether this was a real world or not.
"Is the old city lord's past secrets really that important to you?" Li Can asked thoughtfully.
Yang Mo nodded firmly, "It's important. I need to know the truth, and everyone in the organization needs the truth too."
"Everyone should have a conviction in their life. My conviction is for a world of harmony. I don't want to live a muddled life. I want to be clear-headed and understand that I want my life to always be in my own hands."
"If those in power can't do it, then I'll take the reins and restore clarity to everyone, even if it means my death in the end."
I have no regrets.
"At that time, please admire my great achievements before my tombstone, rather than grieve for me."
And so, in this strange and eerie environment, Yang Mo expressed his ideals and concepts about life.
He was unusually talkative today.
They seemed worried and afraid that if they didn't speak up now, they would never have another chance.
People tend to fear success as they get closer to it, and eventually flee in panic.
Li Can saw through his feigned toughness and patted him on the shoulder. "Brother, don't be afraid, we're here. We'll help you figure it out."
Yang Mo looked surprised for a moment. He had disguised his true feelings very well, but had someone still noticed?
Li Can walked through Yang Mo, who was blocking the doorway, and went inside.
The old city lord looked exhausted, reeking of alcohol. He slumped down on the ascending steps, leaning haphazardly against the wooden planks, seemingly unconcerned about whether they would hurt anyone.
Nearly a dozen white mechs surrounded him, each with a blade pointed at him from their arm.
The blade was stained with thick blood, all remnants of the dead souls outside.
The old city lord withdrew his surprised look. He knew in his heart that seeing Li Can again in the upper city meant that Li Can had probably discovered his trap.
If it weren't for what happened today, he might have often chatted with Li Can in the later days in the city, and it wouldn't have been bad to become friends with him despite the age difference.
This was the only person who could make him laugh in all these years. It was really funny. Now he was certain that he had been in cahoots with the Upper City rebels for a long time.
When I met him, we were already irreconcilable enemies, like fire and water.
"Sigh..." The old city lord leaned against the steps and sighed heavily, ultimately remaining silent, though his gaze occasionally drifted towards Li Can.
The remaining people at the door also came in.
Li Can turned to Yang Mo and said, "Why don't we tell everyone to evacuate inside the house? The fewer people here, the better. Didn't you want to ask the old city lord some questions? I think he'll be more willing to answer when there are fewer people around."
Li Can had a guess in his mind.
Such a high-ranking and powerful old man, who has lived for so long, would probably not want to die in humiliation, even as history turns its pages and he faces his final moments.
I'd prefer a more dignified approach.
Or perhaps he still has a backup plan, intending to reveal his hand later.
However, this possibility is very small, extremely small.
Yang Mo killed all the people under his command. Now, the outside world is filled with the forces that the rebel organization has accumulated over the years, and the other residents in the upper city are all opportunists.
They don't care about the succession of leaders.
Everyone should just sweep the snow from their own doorstep.
For many years, under the arrangement and orders of the old city lord, he spent his days "playing" in the lower city, and his mind and character were corrupted to an irreversible degree.
Is there any point in saving such a numb masses? Li Can didn't know, but Yang Mo and the other young people were very persistent.
"Okay, I trust you." Yang Mo began to make arrangements.
"You all go outside and keep watch, and close the door. The few of us are enough to stay here."
Turning around, Yang Mo saw Li Lan and Shen Yuan, who showed no intention of leaving, and was somewhat puzzled.
"You guys go out too, Xing Dazhuang and I will be fine here."
"I need to protect your safety." Li Lan didn't say much, but simply punched a pillar supporting the wall, which instantly shattered into two pieces, and the ceiling of the hall sagged slightly.
Shen Yuan looked at herself, realizing she had no particular skills, and said helplessly, "Should I leave?"
"Alright, alright, let's leave it at that." Yang Mo waved his hand, his gaze turning to Li Can, his pupils filled with requests for help regarding the procedures for interrogating the old city lord.
"Yang Mo, do you really want to know about the past?" The old man's eyes were half-closed as if he was about to doze off, and his words, which smelled of alcohol, suddenly rang out.
"Yes."
Even knowing you'll regret asking the question later, you still won't regret it?
No regrets.