CHAPTER 1639: CHAPTER 1633: FOUR-EYED ONE IN THE BELL DISTRICT

In fact, everyone here is about to confront an enemy they never dared to imagine, one that looms like a mighty mountain, pressing on people’s hearts. It would be impossible to say there’s no fear. Their current state might be due to... having given up...

If they were only facing a massive wave of corpses, even with slim odds, there’d still be hope, even if just a tiny bit. The biological instinct to survive would drive them to fight with all their might. But this time, they don’t see despair; no matter how hard they fight, the outcome is the same. Although it’s not entirely hopeless, the light of hope is so faint that it immediately evokes a sense of despair!

Myself...

Ghost Head finds himself like a robot without autonomous consciousness, completing a mission everyone is born with, yet this mission holds no meaning for his soul.

"Sigh..." He let out a sigh, continuing to gaze at the purple-colored northwest.

"The final time..." He murmured, old memories surfacing again, but this time differently.

It’s said that just before death, one’s mind revisits their life like watching a movie; he seems to be doing it early. No longer cherishing those beautiful moments of life, but simply reliving his life. Could it be because he knows death is inevitable? What does death feel like anyway?

Will it hurt a lot? Or is it a brief agony like someone falling uncontrollably into water, their consciousness sinking into boundless darkness?

Every image he remembers speeds through his mind swiftly, and up till now, Ghost Head’s expression is dazed. He realizes not only his regret of not seeing that yellow flower again but that there are many more regrets in his life!

No lasting friendships, no passionate love, just quietly reminiscing his tasteless youth in the farthest corner of the crowd; he is one among the masses, yet without him, the masses remain the masses.

But just as Brother Shi said, at this moment, the decision he made made him great; this life transformed into light.

Proud? Perhaps... But not entirely. Ghost Head chuckled slightly; no one saw the smile on his face. Maybe he understands why Brother Shi laughed earlier.

Gazing at the increasingly blurred purple-covered things over there, Ghost Head’s thoughts drifted. In the end, he couldn’t help but start thinking about what he would do if he could start over again like an online novel protagonist?

This is a fantasy, a very unrealistic fantasy, but countless times, he has used such fantasies to keep his inner world from being monotonous.

"Cough cough cough~"

A sudden coughing interrupted Ghost Head’s thoughts, drawing the gaze of countless people to the source of the sound. Ghost Head stopped, turned around, and looked towards the back. The sound came from atop that Building and carried a sharp, piercing echo, where a man clad in exoskeleton combat armor was holding a loudspeaker.

"Cough cough... Hello, hello, can you hear? Seems like you can hear."

"I believe many people know me..."

The man’s exoskeleton armor looked thicker by one circle than others’, typically the A+-grade exoskeleton armor only officers could equip. Due to the armor’s sealing and distance, Ghost Head could sense very faint but undeniable blood energy from the man.

As the man’s amplified voice through the speaker rang, the soldiers on the zombie-proof wall stopped their frolics, and eyes shifted towards the man. The square-faced soldiers pocketed their phones, folded their arms, and gazed up. Ghost Head gave them a glance and softly asked the counterpart, "Hey, who is that guy?"

"Ever heard of Four-Eyed One in the Zhong District?"

"Four-Eyed One? Is that guy Four-Eyed One? Gosh~"

Ghost Head was a bit surprised; although he had been in the Dangerous Sanctuary City for quite a while and had no chance to witness the bigwigs there firsthand, he knew the names, which were household names in the Sanctuary City.

This so-called Four-Eyed One’s real name was Huang Fuguang, and the nickname "Four-Eyed One" existed long ago. Ordinarily, people have two eyes, two brows, two ears, one mouth, and one nose, but this guy was different. He was said to have four eyes, two in the front and two in the back. Whether the latter two exist, Ghost Head didn’t know, nor had anyone seen them. Previously, there were many murder cases within the Sanctuary City, mostly vendetta. Street fights were frequent sights, and corpses poorly abandoned in gutters became the norm. Each time Level 6 New Human stronghouses made a move, many people were inadvertently caught in the crossfire. During that era, Huang Fuguang had quite a few foes and was often seen chased down in the Zhong District. But this guy was strange; if you faced him head-on, there might be a chance to severely injure him. Yet if you attacked from behind, he always had unforeseen reactions to counterattack. In the end, those attacking from behind couldn’t succeed. The fortunate ones were caught off guard and severely injured, while the less fortunate ones fell to the ground instantly.

Throughout that period, Level 6 stronghouses dying at Huang Fuguang’s hands were at least ten, if not eight, and most of the deaths were because the attackers failed stealthily and fell prey to his counterattacks. Hence, many people suspected he had two more eyes at the back of his head. Moreover, with Huang Fuguang being a Level 6 New Human capable of slaughtering so many equally powerful stronghouses during that time, "Four-Eyed One" became a name etched in the hearts of Dangerous Sanctuary City folks.

Not long after, Four-Eyed One joined Deep Winter Legion, one of the three major legions in the Sanctuary City. By now, he could be regarded as an elder figure, though not carrying the General’s insignia, his status matched that of a General!

Ghost Head was merely a no-name minor figure in the Dangerous Sanctuary City, only having heard about such big shots. Aside from those stronghouses who prefer being active on the internet, like Huang Fuguang, who seldom hums online, Ghost Head imagined him as a tall, skinny, bespectacled nerd who appeared sly and feeble.

But upon seeing today, Ghost Head realized Four-Eyed One starkly differs from the image he imagined. What nerd? On the contrary, the man had a unique rugged aura only soldiers possess, incompatible with the sinisterly flavored nickname "Four-Eyed One"!

"Boring..."

Amidst Four-Eyed One’s voice, Ghost Head heard Brother Shi’s muttered words beside him. It’s understandable; although they both hadn’t been soldiers for long, each time encountering such occasions, they knew high-ranking officials tended to utter boring nonsense, leaving no desire to listen.