Chapter 136: In Silence

"The train!! The train to Aurora City!!"

"They knew about the Second and Fourth Districts all along! They knew the Third District was beyond saving, so they wanted to sneak off to Aurora City themselves!!"

"How could this be... how could this be?! Has Aurora City abandoned us?!"

"Why is there only one train here?!"

"Don't you understand yet? From the very beginning, these Enforcers never intended to take us! We are the abandoned sacrifices!"

"I don't want to die, I really don't want to die... I want to get on the train! I want to get on the train!!"

"Stop pushing, I can't breathe..."

“……”

Crowds swarmed around the station, with screams, curses, and cries for help rising one after another. The scene was in complete chaos.

Bang—!

A gunshot pierced the night sky.

"Whoever dares to take another step forward, I'll kill them!!" An Enforcer carrying a huge bundle pointed his gun at the sky and said viciously.

The Enforcers on the platform were already stunned. They never expected things to develop like this... They could only rely on the guns in their hands to constantly threaten the citizens in front, but under the pressure of the crowd behind, they were constantly being pushed forward.

"Brother Jing, what do we do now?" An Enforcer kept retreating, his hand holding the gun shaking. "If this continues, they're really going to rush onto the train."

The Enforcer called Brother Jing had bloodshot eyes. Looking at the swarming crowd, madness appeared in his eyes!

"...Fire!"

"We are Enforcers, are we really going to shoot and kill civilians??"

"Even if we don't fire, do you think they can survive?!" Brother Jing roared. "Gray Realm convergence, disaster descending, they are all going to die sooner or later! But if they block our path to survival, then let them die sooner!"

Roar—!!

A roar like thunder came from a nearby street, followed by a series of terrified screams. In the flowing mist, a vague, giant shadow could be faintly seen moving through the district.

"The disaster from the Fourth District has broken into the Third District!"

"It's right nearby!! Quick! Get on the train!!"

"I don't want to die... I want to go to Aurora City! I want to go to Aurora City!!"

“……”

The fear of the disaster’s arrival completely ignited the madness of the residents. They swarmed toward the platform. At the same time, Brother Jing and the others on the platform saw their pupils contract sharply!

Bang—!!

Another gunshot rang out, but this time, it wasn't a warning shot into the sky.

An old woman at the front had her forehead blown open and collapsed to the ground. Soon, more people stepped over her corpse to rush forward, followed by a dense volley of gunfire.

Gunpowder splashed, bullets whistled,

Under the muzzles of more than twenty guns, a large number of citizens fell like stalks of grain. Crimson blood, like a flowing red carpet, was laid out on the desperate, cold steps.

Bullets shattered the kerosene lamps people were holding. Flames spilled onto the ground, expanding rapidly under the spread of kerosene, and shrill screams came from the sea of fire, igniting one figure after another.

This was a one-sided massacre. Under the dark night, justice was no longer just, and blood and fire replaced duty and protection, becoming the only melody in despair.

"Dad! Hold on to me!"

Zhao Yi and Uncle Zhao were squeezed into the crowd, frantically pushing people aside, wanting to leave this place of right and wrong.

Since seeing that this place was already surrounded by the crowd, Zhao Yi and Uncle Zhao had given up on the idea of getting on the train. But before they could turn around, the surging crowd behind them pushed them forward directly.

In this tide of crowding, Zhao Yi tried his best to swim out, but no matter how hard he tried, more and more people appeared in front of him, pushing him to continue forward.

Their madness, their fear, their despair, and those hands raised in struggle were like the ghosts of all living things struggling in the hellish oil pan... And the only thing Zhao Yi could do was grab his father’s hand, refusing to let go even in death.

Zhao Yi’s stubbornness and unyielding spirit were displayed to the extreme at this moment. In this endless tide, he did not despair but pushed the crowd away with all his might, his face twisted.

And at the same time, another figure was squeezing against the crowd, frantically trying to get onto the platform.

"Move... move out of my way!!!"

Zuo Tong protected his bundle with one hand and held his gun with the other, roaring angrily in the crowd:

"I have a spot! I can enter Aurora City!! Whoever blocks me! I'll kill them!!"

With that, he aimed directly at the back of the head of the person in front of him and pulled the trigger. With a gunshot, the person’s head exploded in a mist of blood, and they collapsed into the crowd.

The gunshot in the crowd frightened the surrounding citizens, but they couldn't move even if they wanted to. There was a constant stream of people crowding here. Zuo Tong was trapped in the middle, and seeing those Enforcers get on the train one after another, his eyes turned red!

No... he shouldn't be left behind! He couldn't be left behind!!

"Die!! Everyone die!!"

Bang, bang, bang—!

Zuo Tong fired indiscriminately into the crowd ahead. More and more figures fell, but until he emptied his entire magazine, he hadn't been able to move forward much. He gritted his teeth, pulled a short knife from his waist, and started killing his way forward!

He gradually carved a bloody path through the crowd, struggling to squeeze forward. Directly in front of him was a young man who was constantly pushing through the crowd to get out.

Zuo Tong pulled the knife out of the body of the person in front of him, the blade already stained crimson. Zhao Yi, who was coming head-on, saw this scene, and his pupils contracted sharply!

He wanted to avoid this madman, but it was too late. Zuo Tong, eyes red with killing, stepped forward, and the blade plunged straight into Zhao Yi’s body!

Just then, a figure squeezed out from the side and, without a moment’s hesitation, threw himself directly into the path of Zuo Tong’s blade!

*Pfft—*

“Dad!!!” Zhao Yi’s eyes widened to the size of saucers as he caught sight of that gray-templed figure!

Uncle Zhao had thrown his arms wide. Those arms, which had spent decades making breakfast and had supported Zhao Yi’s entire life, were still strong and powerful. Like iron, he held Zuo Tong tight amidst the surging crowd, letting the cold, glinting blade sink into his own body.

The knife in Zuo Tong’s hand was buried deep in Uncle Zhao’s waist. Crimson blood instantly stained his clothes, yet Uncle Zhao showed no intention of letting go. Amidst the churning crowd, he stood like a nail, immovable and steadfast.

Because right behind him was Zhao Yi.

After the first stab, Zuo Tong tried to break free from Uncle Zhao’s grip to move forward, only to find he couldn’t budge an inch. He didn’t know why this old man was holding onto him; he only knew he was about to miss the train to Aurora City...

“Old man!! Are you looking to die?!!” Zuo Tong growled through gritted teeth in a rage. He yanked the short blade out and plunged it into Uncle Zhao’s body once more!

In the noisy, surging crowd, Uncle Zhao held him tight like a silent statue. Only when the blade was thrust in and pulled out did he let out a faint, barely audible grunt.

Zhao Yi’s eyes turned bloodshot in an instant. He roared, trying to charge forward, but Uncle Zhao pushed him back into the crowd with his other hand. The dense throng pulled him further and further away from Uncle Zhao. He reached out, trying to grab that tall, silent figure, but his hands grasped only empty air...

“Let us on the train!! I don’t want to die!! I don’t want to die!!”

“I have to go to Aurora City!! I shouldn’t die here!!”

“That seat on the train is mine! None of you better try to take it!”

“……”

One stab, another, and another!!

In the crowd of people frantically screaming for survival, it seemed no one noticed the anomaly here.

Nor did anyone notice that, while they were going mad to save their own lives, a gray-templed figure was silently enduring thirteen stabs.

“Why?! Why won’t you just die already?!!” Zuo Tong roared with a twisted expression.

As crimson blood spread across the desperate earth and raging fires burned through the bottom line of humanity, in this noisy purgatory where all living things struggled to cross over...

The old man’s silence was deafening.