Let the Villain Go

Chapter 52

Chapter 52

The demons that had fallen from the sky had destroyed human civilization for thousands of years. They were changing everything on this planet.

People gradually discovered that with the death of each demon, the place where the giant body of the demon fell, all plants and microorganisms within a few kilometers of it seemed to be nourished and began to show vigorous vitality. They grew densely.

After years of repeated wars between humans and demons, cities, roads, houses and other buildings built on the planet by humans in the Golden Age had been mostly buried by vital plants. But occasionally, a rusty figure in the lush forest could be seen, showing the glory of mankind.

But it wasnt easy to plant on this fertile land.

Leaving the fortified base, demons swarmed around in the wilderness. They chased the smell of humans. Planting and hunting became very dangerous.

In the golden rice fields next to the base, countless farmers were rushing to harvest the grain.

Despite the lack of careful care, they got a good harvest. The biggest difficulty was the process of harvesting and transporting it back to base.

Because of the shortage of gasoline, mechanized agricultural equipment could no longer be used. But the speed of harvesting was still fast and rapid. Some saints with plant-based ability just stood in the middle of the paddy field and raised their arms.

In addition to ordinary people, many saints of low-order joined the process of harvesting at this time.

The fields were patrolled by the battle saints who were armed with weapons to guard against demons that might attack at any time.

Almost every mercenary team in Spring City had received the duty to defend and escort autumn harvest tasks this season. The Red Wolf Corps where Chu Qianxun was in was no exception.

Chu Qianxun and Gao Yan sat on a short roof and the autumn wind touched their cheeks. It blew into the boundless rice fields, setting off layers of wheat waves.

They were sitting on chairs under a rusty red roof. This building had been basically buried in mud. Only a short rusty roof was exposed on the ground, and half of the roof was dirty. 

 It seemed that before it disappeared completely, it struggled to tell the world that the land under their feet was once a service area on the highway.

Around the golden rice field stood a few buildings with only the top floor visible. Those signs that were once suspended on the road were now half buried in the land, and they could still see the city name and kilometers.

Chu Qianxun looked at a blue street sign not far from her feet in a daze. The muddy street sign read North Town on the right and Baron on the left; Barang. 

Chu Qianxuns thoughts were stirred up by these two words. Her thoughts flowed along the boundless rice fields, crossed the small town of Barang and entered the vast expanse of desert.

In the center of the desert, in the lonely castle, there was a lonely person who was deeply feared by the world.

The man sat in a small room all day long, lowered his eyes, and read books.

Chu Qianxun found that in his long-abandoned heart field, a small sprout, struggling to break through the earth in this bleak autumn wind, wanted to bloom a pink flower.

Qianxun, look over there, Chu Qianxun was interrupted by Gao Yans voice.

Chu Qianxun followed her gaze, Lin Sheng was sitting in a corner not far away. His face was twisted, and his gaze looked at Chu Qianxun with resentment. A man like him who was once too inferior and was suddenly sought after was even more intolerant of setbacks. He almost regarded Chu Qianxuns rejection in public as a big shame in life, and he refused to forget it.

Look at his eyes. They are as if he is going to eat you. This mans ego is very small. You must be careful, Gao Yan whispered Chu Qianxuns ear, If he makes small movements while fighting, you dont have to be soft. Ill help you.

Chu Qianxun snorted coldly.

In the golden age, young girls may be at a loss when encountering such harassment. By this time, regardless of gender, everyone was used to solving problems by force. If this person was mischievous, Chu Qianxun didnt intend to be soft on a person who released hatred to her.

Wang Dazhi, the captain of their team, came over. He glanced at Chu Qianxun and Lin Sheng, and called Lin Sheng, Sheng, dont you know the rules of the Red Wolf? What woman do you want, no one would care about it. But you cant touch the girls in the team. 

Wang Dazhis face was not very good.

Lin Sheng put his face to the side, and snorted. Obviously, he didnt take his words seriously.

The Red Wolf was a small medium-sized mercenary team in Spring City. The head of the Red Wolf, Han Ao, was a seventh-order saint. There were seven or eight small teams in the Corps. Captains were mostly saints of rank five or six. Wang Dazhis ranking was only in the late stage of the fifth-order. It wasnt much to the members of the team, especially Lin Sheng and several other members who had reached the early stage of the fifth-order.

If you continue to do this, I will tell the leader to transfer you to another team, Wang Dazhi was angry.

Hunting the demons was dangerous. The cooperation between the teams was very important. One careless move could lose more than one or two lives. The incident between Lin Sheng and Chu Qianxun made his captain very angry.

Lin Sheng bowed his head and reluctantly replied, Got it, I wont provoke her in the future.

The busy farmers stooped in the ridges, bundled the harvested rice ears briskly with their hands and feet, and piled them on a carriage waiting by the field.

Most of them were ordinary people, who couldnt eat full three meals on usual days and were hungry and thin, but none of them dared to slow down after working all day. They were racing against time. The fearful demons may appear in the wild at any time. Even with the protection of these saints, as ordinary people with low defensive ability, they would still easily die in battle.

It should be possible for us to go back.

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