I Am Your Natural Enemy-Chapter 701 - 268: Complete Annihilation, A Beautiful New World (5k)_3

The path, I've already shown you.

When you arrive, someday in the future, don't let me hear any bad news.

It would make me regret the decision I made today."

A group of Water Ghosts knelt on the ground, listening to Wen Yan's teachings. Their faces looked enlightened, and they began to understand what they needed to do.

They were the Water Ghosts who died late, led here by their predecessors. Now, it was their turn to show the way to the Water Ghosts who would come after them.

To make this place have no more new Water Ghosts—what a magnificent vision.

"May I ask, sir, your name?"

"My name is Wen Yan."

Wen Yan stepped on the chain and returned to the yacht.

Behind him, on the sunken ship, a group of Water Ghosts knelt and kowtowed, sending Wen Yan off with utmost respect.

When Wen Yan finally left, the chain unlocked itself and returned to the sunken ship.

Among the group of Water Ghosts, one stepped forward and picked up the long sword stuck in the deck.

"We have received such great kindness; we must uphold the traditions passed down before us.

We may have been freed, but there are still many Water Ghosts who remain trapped.

A world with no more new Water Ghosts—such a grand vision.

Just hearing about it makes it sound unfathomable.

We have barely survived, so it's our duty to follow tradition and do these things.

I do not wish for the next time that lord returns, to find Water Ghosts still harming others here, new Water Ghosts appearing."

The wreck sank again into the water, as masses of black sea crabs carried the ship swiftly along the seabed.

They were going to spread this news to all the Water Ghosts.

Their very existence at this moment was the best proof of possibility.

The first step was to quietly pull out all the Water Ghosts clinging to that being deep within the cave.

Now that they're unafraid of death, would they cower before rebellion?

They would light the fire of hope and let it burn across the entire sea.

The young Lord Wen, whose friends were either the River God or the Goddess—perhaps he was the Star Lord incarnate, to possess such compassion.

Just now, Lord Wen had already made things very clear—the opportunity was theirs.

If they failed to seize it, they'd have no one else to blame.

This sea was so vast, for there to be no drownings in ten years... that seemed a little difficult.

But as long as they gathered enough Water Ghosts, then for this year, there would be no more drownings—no new Water Ghosts.

It wasn't impossible.

After all, while the sea was large, there were very few places where people went.

A group of Water Ghosts piloted the sunken ship, racing through the depths, every single one of them radiating drive.

In the past, the tradition was to go together—whoever died first, was the first to be freed.

This tradition had lasted a long time—so long that nobody remembered when it began.

Since it was a tradition of mutual aid, now that they had been freed, there was no reason to secretly rejoice for themselves and ignore the other Water Ghosts.

Because they once suffered daily torment, they all the more yearned for a world without Water Ghosts.

Time passed. A Water Ghost silently counted the hours, lying on the deck, laughing and crying at the same time.

"I... I don't have to drown anymore; I didn't die from drowning again today. I'm truly free, truly finished…"

A day passed, and none of the freed Water Ghosts were subjected to the daily deathly experience again.

The experience of dying every day—that moment of repeated death—grew ever sharper, ever stronger.

This was what tormented them, pushed them, made them desperate to find a substitute victim.

Now that the inherited occupational trait had been erased, the torment it brought vanished along with it.

They cheered, they wept aloud, and finally their resolve only grew firmer.

On the first day, three new Water Ghosts were brought back onto the sunken ship.

They watched, wide-eyed, for a whole day—yet saw no sign of the usual deaths replaying for the core crew. Whether they believed it or not, they had to now.

If they were no longer afraid of death, and now found hope for release, what was left for them to fear?

Revolt! Revolt!

And so, the legend began to spread quietly throughout the Southern Sea.

A Star Lord reborn, filled with compassion, came to deliver the Water Ghosts.

Because he snatched a Water Ghost from the hands of the one in the sea, he incurred their fury. That being sent a great army of Water Ghosts, sailing forth to capture the Star Lord named Wen.

But Wen, the Star Lord, was merciful. He did not make things difficult for the attacking Water Ghost army—instead, he wiped away their eternal torment.

From then on, those Water Ghosts reached a profound realization and began to follow the Star Lord, seeking to create a legendary world together.

A world where there were no more new Water Ghosts, a world where Water Ghosts no longer suffered daily anguish.

When a ray of the Great Sun shined upon the sunless seabed, no power could stop the Water Ghosts who had not yet seen hope, from diving toward that light like moths to a flame.

Especially for these Water Ghosts, who had witnessed, with their own eyes, more than one of their kind finally freed.

This was not a revolt—it was an uprising!

...

Wen Yan returned home. Aside from the matter of the Water Ghosts, before he left for Central Plains County, everything was much the same as before.

This time, however, the date of his trip to the Central Plains was different.

This time, he did not run into that second-round player on his way out, nor did he go to the Central Plains Scorching Sun Department.

Instead, he went to the detention center.

He was going to see that guy named Luo Liang.

Because he hadn't exterminated all of the Water Ghosts, had left some alive, when Feng Yao called, he casually asked about it.

Wen Yan replied that, using the story of the Calamity Protector Goddess and the deeds of Jiang Yanyan, he had managed to paint a big picture of successful deliverance for the Water Ghosts. Those who had never harmed anyone were deeply touched, and decided to pursue the hope he created for them.

He then mentioned offhand that he was heading to Central Plains County to meet someone.

Feng Yao told him that catching Luo Liang actually had nothing to do with the Scorching Sun Department—at least not for now.

So if he wanted to see him, he'd have to do it at the detention center.

Wen Yan didn't go to the Central Plains Scorching Sun Department, didn't even set foot in Central Plains County City.

By sunrise, Wen Yan arrived at the detention center and met Luo Liang, a man who looked to be in his thirties, a faint tattoo visible on his neck.