The sarcasm paused.
This was the feeling that Wen Xishu wanted to emphasize and convey. He wasn’t trying to move the target with repeated acts of redemption. Liu Jianxin would buy into that, but the girl before him didn’t.
Wen Xishu spoke his second sentence, unhurriedly:
"The second choice, my Apostle will kill you with one arrow. I don’t care where you hide, what your ability is, or in which dark corner of Jiangcheng you are eking out; it doesn’t matter. I am not good at dealing with these things, but my Apostle can."
"At worst, destroy a city."
"Alright, that’s all I have to say, make your choice?"
Wen Xishu smiled as he looked at the girl.
Tang Rui was still somewhat surprised... Was that all?
Back when Wen Xishu saved her, the two of them clinked glasses, exchanged memories, and talked for a long time.
She looked at the girl, who had her head down and was trembling slightly, apparently terrified by something beyond reason.
To be able to summon such a monster... What kind of existence is that?
Of course, besides the fear, there were also some peculiar feelings. The fear of the bow-wielder made her have to consider the other choice.
Thus, she naturally had some thoughts about what would come next—
So many people could be redeemed, and Tang Rui herself only reversed her fate after following this person... So why couldn’t she?
Once you have great power, you’ll find even enemies become easier to communicate with.
In the past, Wen Xishu chose to persuade others with words because he didn’t have many cards to play; he could only reason with emotion and logic.
But times have changed. In just six months, enough experiences to fill a multi-million-word story have accumulated. Wen Xishu didn’t need to organize his words, just roughly stuff his experiences in.
Just as well, Tang Rui could manage that.
"I... choose one."
Wen Xishu said:
"Louder. Make it clear. Do you still want revenge?"
The girl forced a smile:
"I... I don’t seem to hate my sister that much after all. After all, she... saved me, didn’t she?"
Tang Rui felt a bit bewildered. She hadn’t expected the girl to change so quickly. Things seemed to be unfolding too smoothly.
Wen Xishu, however, thought that this was how the task should have been. In theory, if he got the envelope and immediately went to the Slaughter Tower to find Tang Rui...
This task would probably be fraught with difficulties.
But now it had been half a year. Over the past half year, Wen Xishu could be said to have repeatedly performed miracles.
Whether he could defeat the Red House or not, he wasn’t sure, but he was certain he could bluff a Red House. Continually playing the emotional card was tiring, and one of the meanings of becoming stronger was to make the other party take your words seriously.
After a moment of silence, Tang Rui was still happy to accept the outcome, showing a smile again.
Tang Rui also extended an invitation:
"Sister, since you call me sister, let me call you that. I’m going to Wind City, and along the way, we will encounter many scum and degenerates..."
"It’s regrettable that I didn’t take you away back then, but at least in the future, we can move forward together."
Tang Rui reached out her hand.
The girl kept her head down. After a while, she slowly raised it:
"My name is Jiang Ling."
The two of them shook hands.
Wen Xishu finally let out a sigh of relief. Borrowing the power of others to show off could be tried more often because the effect was really good.
...
...
The rain in Jiangcheng soon stopped.
To be precise, the Barrier placed over Jiangcheng dissipated.
When the real Jiangcheng appeared, Wen Xishu felt as if he had returned to the Slaughter Tower from the Deceit Tower.
Wen Xishu and Tang Rui soon found Jiang Ling in the real Jiangcheng, the one where Black Houses and Red Houses could occasionally be seen during the post-Apocalypse era.
Of course, after the Barrier Jiang City disappeared, the Tang Rui that Wen Xishu saw was the one with feathers on her body. When her true form appeared, Tang Rui was somewhat sad; she didn’t want Wen Xishu to see her real appearance.
Wen Xishu, on the other hand, thought Tang Rui was very beautiful.
And Jiang Ling was even more abstract, or rather excessively so.
Wen Xishu had seen many strange monsters, but Jiang Ling, this Red House, was definitely the strangest...
She was a box.
From a distance, Jiang Ling was just a suitcase, but when you got closer, you could sense the breath of life from inside the suitcase.
The zipper on the suitcase would sometimes be opened by Jiang Ling herself, revealing black, twisted limbs stretching from the inside, making the suitcase resemble a spider’s body with those limbs acting as spider legs.
Too abstract, Wen Xishu thought. Even if the girl wasn’t human anymore, she should at least be somewhat humanoid, right?
But after a second thought...
If he had such a box himself... and slowly opened it during a fierce fight with an opponent—it seemed pretty appealing.
In any case, this was Jiang Ling, a box-shaped girl.
Her ability was the Box World.
Seemingly the size of a suitcase, it could actually contain vast regions. Anything thrown into the box, even if it’s just a part... will be interpreted by the box according to its characteristics, constructing a complete version within the box world.
Corpses, flesh, dust...
The box continuously devoured everything in Jiangcheng until it finally contained a complete Jiangcheng inside.
And one day, as Tang Rui battled a monster, hiding in the shadows, she devoured the one thing she had always longed for—a portion of Tang Rui’s Spiritual Power.