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Chapter Twenty-Six: The Scale of Victory

() There was a rustling sound of rain outside the carriage. The rain was very light, but the dark clouds covered the moonlight.

In the hazy and dim car, Xia Han quietly looked at Bai Yue who fell asleep after the noise. The girl held the car seat tightly with her two little hands, and she was able to sleep with a smile on her face even on the bumpy mountain road.

"You are too amazing..."

He could only lament that the mountain road was too bumpy and Xia Han always fell asleep and woke up again.

"Hey, where are you going?"

He opened the curtain on one side and asked the knight riding outside in the rain.

"Church of Light." This knight is a young man who pulled off Bai Yue's skirt a few years ago but was not expelled. His name is Ye Hui. Since that night, he has always respected Xia Han: "Your Highness is going too

Church?”

"No...I'm going to Gale City." Xia Han smiled and then closed the curtains.

He glanced at Bai Yue with a complicated expression, and then put away the handkerchief that had fallen to the ground due to the fight.

There is only one road that can be walked on the winding mountain range. This road is the north-south passage that humans spent more than ten years after arriving in Qilin Continent. The trees on both sides moving back in the night are tall and strong, which shows that in those days

The color of the jungle.

"U-be careful."

Suddenly, a knight's scolding came from outside. Xia Han opened a small gap in the curtains and took a look. He found that some passers-by carrying heavy packages were going uphill in the dark, and from time to time they would hinder the progress of the convoy.

These passers-by...

"Sir Knight, could you help me ask these passers-by why they are going north?"

Xia Han's honorific title made the young knight excited. He quickly responded, then changed his attitude and asked passers-by.

The answers from passers-by were unanimous: they were fleeing.

Naturally, the army's failure in the Demon Bone Desert could not be concealed from the people living in the Gale Wind Grassland. Some panicked families or villages immediately began their journey to the north. Xia Han thought to himself, no wonder there were rumors about Jade City so early.

With the increase in the number of immigrants, the people of the entire empire will know about it within a few days.

"Shame! If you run away at the slightest sign of trouble, civilians are civilians!"

After hearing the reason, the knight immediately changed his attitude and cursed these people who moved north as spineless.

Xia Han sneered at his words. Commoners did not have the patience to wait like nobles. They did not have the force and means of transportation, so they naturally had to make preparations at the first sign of trouble. And once the nobles found out that there was no hope of victory, they would definitely run faster than the common people.

faster.

But in fact, the reason why these people ran so fast was because of him.

"What are you talking about! Her Royal Highness the Princess has long said that those alien races are monsters and asked us to escape as soon as possible. If we don't run now, are we waiting to die?"

"That's right, Her Royal Highness the Princess predicted the future, but it's you people who don't believe it!"

The main culprit for the rapid migration of the people in the Gale Wind Grassland was Xia Han. He had mentioned the danger half a year ago, and even included some escape knowledge in some songs: for example, packing luggage quickly and how to take care of the elderly on the road.

Children, how to distribute food every day, etc...

Half a year ago, many people did not understand his approach, but now as soon as the war broke out, his results were achieved.

Yes - Xia Han, no matter how interested people doubt him, it is enough for him to use this disaster to quickly increase his faith. And the reason why he gave up the Emerald City singing team is because they no longer need to exist... Xia Han no longer needs

Sing again.

As the invasion of the beasts intensifies, the people of the Jade Empire will fall into panic, and the more they panic, the more they will remember Xia Han's advice. Even if they move to the Suzaku Continent in the future, Xia Han will be nothing for such a long period of time

You can upgrade faster than usual without doing anything.

[Is this what the so-called war treasure is?]

Compared with worries and fears about war, Xia Han is obviously more satisfied with the rapid increase in strength. Although he has been in this world for many years, he still has trouble seeing things from his own perspective - maybe there was no way he could see things two years ago.

The sword almost gave him a sense of belonging to the world, but unfortunately, this sense of belonging was cut off in its infancy.

In Xia Han's eyes, today's world is just a large RPG playground, and everything exists for him to upgrade.

As long as you can upgrade, it doesn't matter if everyone in the world dies... Unfortunately, except for this special situation, the dead don't seem to meet the conditions for upgrades at other times.

"By the way, the Death Illustrated Book..."

Xia Han suddenly remembered one thing that he had not asked clearly for so many years: "I asked you if the plot mode must be completed, and you answered yes... But if I can't complete it, what will be the consequences?"

"...Congratulations on detecting the missing information!"

The illustrated book in his body opened, and then it showed one word at a time: "You have two chances to fail. After the first failure, the difficulty of the plot mode will be reduced, and the plot will only be triggered once a week. But after the second failure, you

You will lose the guidance of the plot mode, and your ears will permanently turn into pig ears."

"Friendly reminder: Every master accepted the plot mode at the beginning, and in the end no one with ears was spared. One of the masters changed his bloodline and became a dragon. Unfortunately, after the transformation, he still had pig ears."

A dragon with pig ears, a pig-eared dragon... Xia Han couldn't help but shudder when he thought about it. After he failed twice, both elves and humans would turn into pig ears - isn't that right?

A pig-headed man?

Although there is a pig-headed race in this world, Xia Han does not want to get involved with them.

"Isn't there a way to change the punishment of pig ears? It would be better to change to wolf ears..."

Xia Han carefully tested the illustrated book, but the illustrated book said categorically: "The punishment content is the original setting of the illustrated book and cannot be changed."

There is no hope now.

What a messy setting! Xia Han cursed in his heart. It seemed that he had to work hard in this life. If nothing else, how could a good man who was upright and upright let himself become a pig!

However, if one day he succeeds in cultivation and meets the person who made this illustration, he will definitely put a red knife in and a white knife out... No, it's the other way around... If he meets the person who made this illustration, he will definitely put a white knife in and a red knife out and it will be over.

There will always be a shocking conspiracy at the end of fantasy novels, should this world also have one?

Xia Han began to imagine how huge and sinister this conspiracy would be, and he accidentally let time slip by, and the convoy walked out of the Yulin Mountains.

"Miss, miss...we are going to the city."

The knight shook Bai Yue awake, and then pulled her away in a daze.

Just as Xia Han was about to breathe a sigh of relief, an old man appeared strangely next to the carriage. He bowed and saluted: "Your Royal Highness, the Lord of the City has asked me to welcome you to Gale Wind City."

The old housekeepers around Wujing—their intelligence is indeed very powerful.

"Let's go." Xia Han shrugged and followed the old housekeeper. He was not timid. Even if life and death were facing each other... the balance of victory may not necessarily belong to Wu Jing.


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