“We have no control over it…”

Yan Zhichun said with a touch of helplessness: “Whether it’s Heavenly-Dragon, Qinglong, or Qi Xia… we have no control over their schemes. But I will do as I once promised… I’ll do my best to find the ending that the ‘Extreme Path’ deserves.”

“Zhichun, don’t put so much pressure on yourself,” Jiang Ruoxue sighed. “We’re all independent people. You don’t need to be responsible for us.”

After hearing this, Yan Zhichun nodded with a complicated expression on her face, then immediately turned to Zhou Mo and said: “Now isn’t the time to worry about Heavenly-Dragon’s problem… The fighting above should be in full swing… We need a large number of ‘Ants’ here to join the battle… Tell him I need to arrange tactics. Let us kill all the ‘Heaven-level’ in one fell swoop.”

“Alright.” Zhou Mo had people check on the wounded of the “Extreme Path” while having the “Ant King” organize the various “Ants.”

Tong Yi couldn’t stay put any longer. After explaining the situation to Yan Zhichun, she ran straight toward the exit. Yan Zhichun quickly had Old Sun and Old Deng go support her together.

At this moment, there were no more “Earth-level” capable of fighting at the “cargo hold” entrance. As for their own people, only Old Lu and Man-Monkey remained. The two stood together, facing the blind Earth-Mouse and the several “Human-level” beside him. Both sides seemed wary, and no one made a move.

After all, making a move at this time would result in deaths, but none of those present wanted to die.

“Little girl…” Old Lu turned his head and said, “You should leave too… There’s no need to throw your life away here.”

“Uncle… I can’t move anymore,” Man-Monkey said. “Can you move?”

“I fucking can’t move anymore either…” Old Lu coughed a few times. Only then did Man-Monkey notice that blood had been seeping out from the mouth area of his pig-head mask all along.

An ordinary “Human-level” had managed to withstand several minutes of beating from “Earth-level” fighters. The fact that he wasn’t dead was already a miracle. Even if he had an “Echo,” he might not necessarily have the advantage.

“Girl… I’m really exhausted to death… At my age, I can’t compare with you anymore…”

Man-Monkey took off her own mask and casually tossed it on the ground. Old Lu saw that one of her eyes had even been blinded during the chaotic battle. In addition, one of her legs was deformed.

“We’re about the same, aren’t we?” Man-Monkey smiled.

“About the same…” Old Lu’s voice was weak, “I’ve been beaten like this before… beaten to a pulp.”

“Before? Why didn’t you fight back?” Man-Monkey asked.

“Hey… You look like a smart kid at first glance. You don’t understand the suffering of us common folk…” Old Lu shook his head and took a step back, leaning against the wall. “When someone comes looking for trouble, you take a couple of punches and it’s over. But once you fight back, you might have to pay compensation.”

“But don’t they have to pay compensation for hitting you?”

Neither of them paid attention to the enemy before them. At the final moment of their lives, they chatted among themselves.

“Compensation? Compensate me three to five hundred yuan for medical expenses, then beat me even harder next time?” Old Lu laughed dryly. “I have to sell socks to support my family. Once I’m beaten so badly I can’t get up, everything gets delayed. As a person, it doesn’t matter if you’re bullied. Endure it, and the days will pass.”

“I see.” Man-Monkey nodded. “So… you have ‘Hardening’…”

“Exactly.” Old Lu smiled. “After I found out I had ‘Hardening,’ I was so fucking happy! This way, no matter how much I get beaten, I can’t be knocked down. I can definitely set up my stall…”

Old Lu’s voice gradually became smaller: “Ah… I’m a bit too tired… Girl, let me sit for a while.”

He leaned against the wall and slowly sat down, coughing incessantly.

“But this time I was beaten too badly… These young people don’t know how to hold back… What if they beat someone to death… Cough…”

Old Lu lowered his head, wanting to reach back and rub his aching back, but his obese arms could never twist back there.

He sat dejectedly in the corner, his expression only a bitter smile, as if he had experienced such scenes many times before.

“Uncle, you’re dying soon,” Man-Monkey said expressionlessly. “Do you have any last words to tell me? If I survive, I’ll pass them on to others for you.”

“Last words?” Old Lu shook his head. “You’re just trying to scare people, kid… I’m fine… Don’t look at me like this. At critical moments, I’m very clever. I have a lot of flesh on my back, so I’m not afraid of beatings… You should look at yourself instead… You silly child, your eyeball is hanging outside…”

“Yes, I should be dying soon too, but I studied medicine,” Man-Monkey said. “Uncle, you’ve been vomiting blood all along. Your internal organs must be shattered.”

“I know my own body…” Old Lu’s head drooped, his voice getting smaller and smaller. He seemed not to trust himself anymore, so he changed his words: “Besides… I don’t have any ‘last words’ anyway. I boarded this ‘train’ to save people in the first place… Now that I’ve saved them… I’m content…”

Man-Monkey sighed and slowly sat down beside Old Lu, throwing away the steel pen in her hand.

“You’re content, but I’m not yet. What a pity…” Man-Monkey shook her head. “I thought I could really get out this time… Why doesn’t it work no matter how hard I try…?”

“Hey, little girl… Don’t say such disheartening words…” Old Lu wanted to comfort her a couple of sentences, but suddenly coughed a few times again. His mask was once again stained with a patch of blood red.

He could only quickly take off his mask, and the blood inside spilled all over the ground at this moment.

He breathed in the air and coughed for a long time before finally catching his breath. With eyes full of sorrow, he said: “Sigh, people are really fragile… Even minor bumps can cause disability or death…”

“We’re not dealing with minor bumps. Would minor bumps blind your eyes?”

As soon as the words fell, Man-Monkey also spat out a large mouthful of blood, which even contained fragments of internal organs.

While they were talking, the several “Human-level” standing seemed to start moving. They exchanged glances with each other and walked step by step toward the two dying people.

No matter what these two were up to, the heads of the “Rebels” were definitely tickets to advancement.

Old Lu knew his time had come. What awaited him might be another familiar brutal beating, but he was really too tired and completely unable to open his eyes.

He heard many footsteps ringing in his ears. He heard someone calling his name.

He heard a man say, “Don’t bully people here.”

He seemed to hear the stone in his heart fall to the ground.

But his eyes just wouldn’t open.

“Old Lu…” Tong Yi sat beside him, holding his hand, holding it like a weary child. Then, in a sad yet calm voice, she said: “It’s alright now… Sleep… Once you fall asleep… your ‘evil karma’ will be repaid… You’ll never feel guilty again…”

“Xiao Chan…” Old Lu’s lips moved slightly. “I’m so tired… Remember to wake me early… Don’t delay setting up the stall…”

“Alright… alright…”

Tong Yi’s tears fell in large drops. In the brilliant battle between “Original Objects” and “Puppets,” they held back their sorrow and sent off Old Lu and Man-Monkey.

In the final moment, she didn’t even have time to ask what the name of that child who had lost one eye was.

What was the concern in her heart?

What kind of “karma” did she carry with her?