“Is saving me… truly the best choice right now…?”

Wen Qiaoyun struggled to steady her last breath, speaking with trembling lips: “In terms of ability… in terms of ‘Echo’… in terms of usefulness at the final moment… is this the choice you would make?”

Hearing Wen Qiaoyun’s question, Chu Tianqiu’s chaotic brain became even more blocked for a moment.

What was his reason for reviving Wen Qiaoyun…?

The only remaining “Endless Life” eyeball in his hand at this moment could very likely play a crucial role at a critical juncture. Reviving Wen Qiaoyun here at this time—its only purpose would be to dispel the sadness in his heart.

Moreover… Wen Qiaoyun would also lose today’s memories after their long-awaited reunion.

A strong sense of contradiction began to swirl in Chu Tianqiu’s mind, causing his train of thought to halt multiple times within just a few seconds.

“It’s alright…” Wen Qiaoyun reached out to touch Chu Tianqiu’s face. “Tianqiu, it’s alright. I’m not afraid of parting with you…”

Chu Tianqiu naturally knew where Wen Qiaoyun’s feelings came from. After all, this wasn’t the first time the two had parted.

Those past partings hadn’t completely disappeared—they merely floated in the air, transforming into an energy that could neither be grasped nor seen.

It was affecting the joys and sorrows of every person in the “Land of Finality.”

When Wen Qiaoyun completely stopped moving, Chu Tianqiu still held onto that sole remaining “Endless Life” eyeball, unable to make any response.

Even if he truly wanted to activate this ability, he could only wait for Wen Qiaoyun to completely die, then summon a brand-new person who was completely unrelated to her and had no memories.

There was no way to resolve the pain on her body, nor could her fear of death dissipate.

Why had his past self never realized this problem…

Its existence had no way of freeing everyone from suffering—it could only make them face suffering.

What cannot be done will remain impossible for all eternity. A prison from which one cannot escape will likewise trap people for generation after generation.

“Brother Chu…” Jin Yuanxun walked to Chu Tianqiu’s side, his expression hesitant.

“I don’t know what to do anymore…” Chu Tianqiu said hoarsely. “I feel extremely helpless right now…”

At this moment, a cutting voice sounded behind Chu Tianqiu’s ear, saying softly: “If you continue being helpless, you won’t have many people left.”

Chu Tianqiu slowly turned his head. That Earth-Mouse was still looking at him with a smiling face.

“Less than ten minutes remain. Who are you planning to bring aboard in the end?” the Earth-Mouse said. “Tickets are limited—first come, first served for all leaders.”

“Who am I… bringing aboard?”

Only then did Chu Tianqiu look back in confusion, only to discover that members of “Heavenly Gate” had already begun falling one after another. Only four people still stood here.

Zhang Shan covered in blood, Li Xiangling with a knife stuck in her shoulder, Little Glasses with one arm twisted from being struck, and Jin Yuanxun with a deathly pale face about to lose his rationality.

Besides them, all the remaining people had already fallen in pools of blood and could no longer stand up.

Although Chu Tianqiu had consecutively released “Echoes” and had already killed off more than half of the encirclement of over a hundred people before him, what was despairing was that the enemy’s reinforcements continued to arrive in an endless stream. Their numbers didn’t decrease but increased, and the encirclement was also growing larger at this moment.

“When an army is defeated, it collapses like a landslide, right?” the Earth-Mouse asked.

“The army is defeated, but I am not,” Chu Tianqiu replied.

“So what are you waiting for?”

“Waiting for ‘Heaven’s Will,'” Chu Tianqiu said with a serious expression. “‘My Will’ has already been given. Only ‘Heaven’s Will’ remains. Until the final moment arrives, who can know the outcome?”

“Perhaps this riot is about to end,” the Earth-Mouse muttered to himself quietly. “Once the little ‘Good Person King’ dies here, he’s destined to bear the sins committed by everyone. Even ‘Qinglong’ will attribute this riot to you. This way, people’s hearts can be stabilized most quickly.”

“So you know me…”

“Can’t say I’ve long admired you—barely heard of you,” the Earth-Mouse said. “How interesting. Take a careful look at those people who want your life. Haven’t many of them eaten the canned goods you exchanged with your life?”

“Human nature is as such,” Chu Tianqiu said. “In my view, this is the most normal thing. They only want to survive, so they’ll accept my canned goods and shelter, and they’ll also kill me because they want to live.”

“Betting ‘Heaven’s Will’ for these people, betting the lives of important people…” the Earth-Mouse shook his head. “Isn’t it tragic?”

“What’s tragic are the masses, not me,” Chu Tianqiu said. “I have a clear conscience.”

Within a dozen seconds, many “Participants” began slowly encircling the five people with weapons in hand. The Earth-Mouse also tactfully retreated backward.

*Ding-a-ling—*

A faint sound of bells appeared at this moment, slowly emerging. It penetrated through everyone’s clamorous voices and fell into each person’s ears.

Chu Tianqiu slowly raised his head and looked toward where the bell sound appeared.

*Ding-a-ling—*

It sounded like someone was holding a handbell and gently shaking it. That sound moved from far to near, as if someone was about to appear from the other end of the street.

“Brother Chu…” Jin Yuanxun asked softly. “What is that?”

Chu Tianqiu narrowed his eyes to look into the distance and actually discovered a sea of bobbing heads. A team that appeared to be extremely large in number was approaching everyone.

But soon Chu Tianqiu discovered the situation was somewhat absurd, because this team had far too many people.

Three hundred… no, at least five hundred people.

What organization in today’s “Land of Finality” would still have a team of this scale?

*Ding-a-ling—*

“Damn it!”

Zhang Shan cried out in alarm and pointed in the opposite direction. When several people looked in that direction, they discovered the same bell sounds were ringing there, and several hundred dark silhouettes had similarly appeared.

At least a thousand people from two directions were slowly walking toward this location with uniform steps, like a strange army.

The heavy footsteps sent chills down the backs of Chu Tianqiu and the others. No matter which side the arriving people belonged to, with such a massive numerical difference, they could directly terminate all the rioting.

But with such an enormous number… how could they possibly be “rebels”?

“Well now,” the Earth-Mouse slowly furrowed his brow, cold sweat seeping through his fur. “So there was still this move… You’ve truly exhausted all your killing moves, Brother Goat.”

The people walking slowly like a tsunami from both directions all had gaunt physiques. Their faces showed not the slightest expression—they only mechanically moved their feet forward.

An old man and a young woman were leading the masses from their respective directions, shaking bells. With each ring of the bells, the “army” advanced one step forward. The quiet yet eerie sense of oppression sent chills down everyone’s backs.

“What magnificent ‘Heaven’s Will,'” the Earth-Mouse said with a smile.