71: Chapter 71 Aftermath of the War

When Chen Mo returned to the Farmhouse, it was almost dawn.

He parked the pickup truck in the yard, killed the engine, and sat in the driver's seat for a long time without moving.

Lin Wei watched him from the side, saying nothing.

Exhausted.

It was not physical exhaustion, but mental fatigue.

He had killed too many people in these three days.

Although they were all people who deserved to die, doing such a thing too often always left a strange feeling.

Chen Mo pushed open the car door and stepped out.

"Rest now," he said to Lin Wei.

Lin Wei nodded and went into the Basement.

Chen Mo did not go in.

He sat on the steps in the yard, watching the horizon slowly brighten.

When the sun rose, he heard the sound of engines in the distance.

Not just one, but many.

Chen Mo stood up and gripped his cleaver tightly.

The vehicles got closer and closer, eventually stopping on the road outside the Farmhouse.

A dozen cars, thirty or forty people.

Chen Mo recognized a few of the faces—they were all ordinary Chosen Ones he had seen at the Trading Post.

The leader was a middle-aged woman with short hair and an old scar on her face. Seeing Chen Mo, she walked over and stopped five meters away.

"Chen Mo?"

Chen Mo nodded.

The woman suddenly knelt down.

The people behind her knelt down as well.

Chen Mo was stunned for a moment.

"What are you doing?"

The woman looked up, her eyes red.

"My husband's name was Li Qiang; he died on Highway 13 three months ago. I never knew how he died until I saw that list yesterday."

Her voice was trembling.

"He was betrayed."

Chen Mo said nothing.

The woman continued.

"Thank you. Thank you for letting him die with the truth known."

The people behind her also spoke up one after another.

"My younger brother..."

"My friend..."

"My younger sister..."

Chen Mo listened to those names and those stories.

They were all people betrayed by the traitor organization.

They were all people who died in some corner of the Ghost Realm.

He was silent for a long time.

Then he spoke.

"Get up."

The people did not move.

Chen Mo walked over and helped the woman up.

"Don't thank me," he said. "I didn't kill them for you."

The woman looked at him.

"Then why?"

Chen Mo thought for a moment.

"To survive."

He did not explain further.

He simply turned around and walked back into the yard.

The people behind him remained standing there, watching him.

After a long time, they left one after another.

The sound of engines faded away, and the Farmhouse returned to silence.

Chen Mo sat on the steps, watching the direction in which the vehicles had disappeared.

Lin Wei walked out of the Basement and stood beside him.

"They will come again."

Chen Mo nodded.

He knew.

From this day on, his name would spread throughout the entire region.

"scavenger."

This title would follow him for the rest of his life.

But that was fine.

As long as he was alive, it didn't matter what they called him.

In the afternoon, another group of people arrived.

This time, they were delivering things.

Supplies, weapons, fuel, medicine.

They piled up in the yard.

Chen Mo looked at the items without saying a word.

The people delivering the items dared not say much; they dropped them off and left.

Lin Wei counted them nearby.

"It's enough for a year."

Chen Mo nodded.

He turned and walked into the Basement.

The information on the traitors was still piled on the workbench.

He needed to study it carefully.

Because it might contain key intelligence.

Intelligence about the will of the ghost realm.

Chen Mo opened the first notebook.

It was the private record of the Transaction Master.

Inside, it recorded the details of every "transaction"—

who was betrayed, what was exchanged, and what reward the will of the ghost realm had given.

Chen Mo flipped through the pages one by one.

When he reached the back, he stopped.

One page read:

[37th Transaction]

[Target: Nameless Chosen One (Grade E)]

[Reward: Information on the "limitations" of the will of the ghost realm]

[Content: The will of the ghost realm must rest once every seven days; during the rest period, it cannot interfere with reality.]

Chen Mo stared at that line of text.

It rested once every seven days.

The will of the ghost realm also had weaknesses.

He folded that page and continued flipping through.

There were several similar pieces of information further back.

[54th Transaction]

[Target: Liu Qiang (Grade D)]

[Reward: The will of the ghost realm cannot directly enter human dreams.]

[78th Transaction]

[Target: Zhang Li (Grade C)]

[Reward: The rules of the will of the ghost realm must follow the principle of "equivalent exchange."]

Chen Mo folded all those pages.

The limitations of the will of the ghost realm.

This information might save his life one day.

He closed the notebook and leaned back in his chair.

Lin Wei walked in and looked at him.

"Did you find something?"

Chen Mo handed those pages to her.

After reading them, Lin Wei's expression changed.

"This stuff..."

"It's useful," Chen Mo said. "It will come in handy later."

He stood up and walked to the window.

Outside the window, the sky had darkened again.

Ghost Night was coming.

But Chen Mo was not afraid.

He had intelligence, supplies, and ability.

And he had a reason to live.