Heavens Myth Management System

Chapter 92
"Fu Jiu, those people." Li Si said with a confused expression.

Fu Jiu naturally knew who he was referring to, they were nothing more than those dying people who were so angry.

"Feed them a Qi and blood fruit, it's the most benevolent."

Only one of these law enforcement team members had a chance to be rescued, and now he was being carried on Lu Wende's back.

Even with the qi and blood fruit hanging his life, the probability of him surviving is less than [-]%, and the probability of the remaining people surviving is almost zero, no matter how many qi and blood fruits are given, it is useless.

The biggest function of Qi and blood fruit is to strengthen Qi and blood, and promoting wound healing is only a side effect, and it cannot help them bring back to life. Fu Jiu did this with the mentality of giving it a try. What if they are saved?

Well, in fact, he doesn't hold out much hope, so he just thinks of accumulating some virtue for himself.

Wu Song looked a little nervous, and said, "Sir, I want to stay here for now."

Fu Jiu gave him a meaningful look, and said with a smile: "It's okay, these people really shouldn't abandon their corpses in the wilderness, and it's the same when they come back after they are settled."

Although this is not the wilderness here, it is not too far away. The corpses of law enforcement team members should be kept here all the time.

Wu Song was silent for a while, then bowed and said, "Thank you for your understanding."

These team members got along quite happily with him, and Captain Xiong Ming was the one who guided him along the way of the law enforcement team. Therefore, he planned to say a final farewell to these people before leaving.

Monk Hua and the others all kept silent. In such an atmosphere, words of consolation would be superfluous. Besides, none of them are good at consoling people.

Fu Jiu waved his hand, and several people left one after another, leaving Wu Song staring blankly at the sky.

"power"

He murmured softly, his eyes full of loneliness, everyone left, only he was still alive.

Just now he was even thinking that he might as well just leave like this, but after all, he still couldn't bear to part with this world.

The sky began to rain lightly, just like those old-fashioned plots in movies, maybe this land is also reluctant to leave them.

The blood gradually merged into a stream under the washing of the rain. This rain can wash away the blood, but not the pain.

Wu Song limped and moved the two half-breathed team members into the room, trying to do CPR or compressions, but found that one of them had been shot through the heart, which was no worse than the injury Fu Jiu suffered back then. Let more.

The other person had a hole in his head, so the chance of surviving was even smaller. No wonder Li Si gave them a death notice directly. When encountering such a fatal injury, even a third-level peak monk might not be able to survive, let alone a them.

About half an hour later, three people in black raincoats rushed over. After seeing the three-meter-long corpse of Caesar monitor lizard, the expressions of the three of them changed, especially when they saw the corpses all over the ground. , the faces of several people were gloomy, as if water was about to drip.

At this time, Wu Song was sitting alone on the steps, with a sad atmosphere surrounding him.

My nose was sore, but I still couldn't cry, my eyes were red, but there were no tears shed from the beginning to the end.

Unknowingly, the strength has broken through to the middle stage of the second order, and it is still rising rapidly, and it will not take long to break through to the late stage of the second order.

During these half an hour, he thought a lot, and his thinking became extremely clear. This is probably the so-called epiphany.

This kind of opportunity, which is rare in the legend, will appear in this little second-level monk. In the past, he would laugh out loud in his dreams.

However, now he couldn't get excited no matter what.

He would rather not have this kind of power that was exchanged for the death of his companions.
"Are you the only survivor?" one of the three men in black asked.

Wu Song nodded mechanically after five or six seconds. It looked like an ancient clock whose life had come to an end, and it might break anytime.

"do you know"

Before the man finished speaking, his companion pulled the hem of his clothes, signaling him not to provoke Wu Song for the time being.

The three of them are the support personnel sent by the law enforcement force. One late-level third-level monk and two mid-level third-level monks. This force, together with the manpower of the law enforcement team in the eastern region, is more than enough to deal with monsters at the peak of the third level.

If they could come earlier and join hands with Xiong Ming and the others, even if they couldn't kill the monitor lizard, they could firmly suppress it.

It's a pity that there is no regret medicine in the world, and they are still one step late after all.

Wu Song didn't question them. No one was to blame for this kind of thing, and they could only be considered unlucky if they met the Caesar monitor lizard.

The funeral was held at the Martyrs Cemetery in the Eastern District, only a few kilometers away from the headquarters of the Eastern District Law Enforcement Team. The reason why this cemetery was built so close to them was largely to make it convenient for them to worship.

After obtaining the consent of the family members of those players, a simple cremation was used for the funeral.

There is a river running through the four districts in the center of Qingshui City, which has always made a kind of flowing water burial popular among residents here. However, in recent years, the river has been flooded with monsters, and few people use flowing water burial anymore.

The funeral was not grand, following the thrifty style of the law enforcement forces in the past, but this time there were quite a few people.

The captains of the law enforcement teams from the three districts were all present. The three monks in black raincoats and a young man with tattoos on his face came from the headquarters.

They were also very familiar with the identity of this man. Apart from the law enforcement officer Sun Xiaoman, he had the highest position in the law enforcement team. He was considered the second in command of the law enforcement force, and their name was familiar to them——Di Qing.

Yes, he was the one who saved Wu Song in the first place.

Seeing the savior he never forgot, Wu Song didn't feel the slightest bit of excitement in his heart, and when he met Di Qing face to face, he only nodded slightly.

The cries in the cemetery were endless, and every second they stayed here, the pressure and guilt in their hearts became heavier.

The family member of one of the team members pointed at Wu Song's nose and cursed: "Why are you still alive when everyone is dead?! Why don't you die with them?"

Wu Song smiled wryly, perhaps, he should also disappear with those people.

He had already explained the whole story to Di Qing, a mysterious organization happened to pass by and helped them, otherwise he would die too.

Having said that, it is none of his business whether he believes it or not.

Di Qing patted him on the shoulder and said, "Do you want to stay?"

Wu Song shook his head and said, "I plan to find my own path."

"I've been at a loss for too long, and it's time to find my own path."

Di Qing felt very relieved. Wu Song joined the law enforcement team to avoid disaster on the one hand, and to repay his kindness on the other. Everything he did was not from his heart.

Now, he finally took the step.
(End of this chapter)