Chapter 483 Loneliness

In this way, two years passed in a flash.

This year is Wu Chong's fifth year joining the bandit suppression team.

In five years, the generals above have changed twice. In the past, his brothers had also changed several times. Except for the "problematic Lao Zhang", everyone else died. Lucky Luo Xiaolu survived, but he also broke an arm and became Crippled.

In the end, he was unable to save enough money to redeem the courtesan, and could only watch helplessly as the 'goddess' he dreamed of was bought home by a fat man and became his concubine.

Luo Xiaolu cried like a child that night.

Wu Chong didn't care about these trivial matters, which were all human sufferings. For Luo Xiaolu, it might be a good thing to recognize the reality early.

Because oiran is not suitable for him.

He can't afford it.

Wu Chong, an old man of five years, had a hard time with the bandit suppression team and became even more marginalized. If you don’t deliberately manage relationships, this will be the case in this life.

He is still the captain, but due to the deliberate efforts of some people, he has been forgotten. Few new people know him anymore, and those assigned to him are all dull people waiting to die. He didn't know the outcome of the struggle between the National Preceptor and the Demon Exterminator. He only knew that no one would come to trouble him. It was as if he, the monster, had been forgotten.

This winter, Wu Chong received another mission.

"The Thirteen Bandit Suppression Team has a mission."

"Bring it here."

The handover is very simple. The person above brings the task, Wu Chong takes over the task, and then leaves the team.

It's been done this way before, but this time it's a little different.

This attack on Heiyun Village has become a trend. More than 8,000 rebels have gathered, known as the Heiyun Army, and the leader of the village has even proclaimed himself the 'Heiyun King'.

The country has reached this point and is on the verge of collapse.

The beacon fire is getting more and more urgent, and the bandit suppression team can no longer keep up. Until now, except for some areas around the important town of Blackwater, there is no strength to conquer other places. Personnel is holding back, supplies are often in short supply, and the atmosphere within the bandit suppression team has also changed greatly.

Wu Chong glanced at the members of the Numb Bandit Suppression Team who were following him, but no one raised any objections.

It's like they've had enough.

"No one refused?"

Before going out, Wu Chong asked specifically.

The team was silent. Looking around, there were all people who had no hope.

Wu Chong turned around and led the group of people on the road to death silently. These people may just want an excuse. They sacrifice so that their families can get some rice cakes. This is what the supplies officer agreed before departure.

A bloody battle that failed without any accidents. Wu Chong just killed two people, but all the members he brought were shot to death by arrows, and they didn't even rush through the door.

After the rain of arrows, no one came out to collect the corpses from the village.

Wu Chong glanced at the towering Black Cloud Village, turned around and left.

He just made a living and never thought about working hard. The emperor of this country is not a wise king, let alone worthy of his efforts. After leaving the important town, Wu Chong found a dilapidated temple, lit a fire and rested.

"team leader."

Lao Zhang walked to Wu Chong and sat down, throwing a taro into the fire and burning it.

This time the bandits were suppressed, only two of them survived.

Thirty versus eight thousand.

The people above didn't want them to live, they were just consumables whose lives were as cheap as grass. At the stage when supplies were in short supply, the people above were no longer willing to even feed them.

Wu Chong glanced at Lao Zhang, who was sitting opposite him.

Like him, his clothes were torn by arrows, but the difference was that under his clothes were fish scales, while under Lao Zhang's clothes were blue-black skin. This guy is indeed not a human anymore. Looking at his aura, he is probably a zombie or something like that. I wonder if the canteen master who was arrested by the Demon Slayer two years ago has something to do with him.

In the past, Wu Chong might have asked, but now, he was too lazy to care.

After this operation, he has no plans to return to the bandit suppression team.

In the past, I was planning to take the official path to slowly integrate, but now it seems that this path is not very realistic. There was no place for him in the decadent imperial court, and he didn't even have the chance to send money. Besides, he didn’t have any money, let alone natural resources, and he ate everything he could.

"Just stay alive."

Wu Chong reached into the fire and took out the taro he had roasted.

Everyone is not human, so there is no need to be secretive. When Lao Zhang saw it, his eyes only flickered slightly.

"Am I still alive?"

"Being able to eat and drink is nothing but alive." Wu Chong took a bite of taro.

The taste is not meaty.

After being mixed in human society for so long, he almost forgot that he was a big herring and could also eat vegetarian food.

Lao Zhang was silent.

He didn't know what state he was in now.

"It's a pity, little donkey. This kid broke an arm. Now he's in troubled times. I don't know if he can survive."

"Everyone has his or her own destiny. You are not a Buddha, so you cannot save everyone."

Wu Chong stood up and patted Lao Zhang on the shoulder, then walked away without looking back. When he is no longer ready to go back, the Thirteenth Bandit Suppression Team will cease to exist.

"Let's go, Team Thirteen will no longer exist."

This is just a temporary place to stay, nothing to be reluctant to leave.

At night, the rain became heavier.

Lao Zhang, who had finished eating the taro, also left, in the opposite direction to Wu Chong.

One night passed, the news of the demise of the Thirteenth Bandit Suppression Team was transmitted back to the bandit suppression team, just like pebbles thrown into the rushing river, not even a sound was heard, but occasionally some people who knew about it would say, "I didn't expect it." Even the five-year old man couldn't bear it'.

After leaving the bandit suppression team, Wu Chong returned to Barbarian Beast Mountain again.

After he left, the place was occupied by a long worm. When he came back, the long worm showed his teeth and threatened him. However, after Mr. Wu gave him a blast, the guy suddenly became honest.

"Very little has changed."

Five years is not a short time for human society.

But for Savage Mountain, there is almost no change. Their structure is completely different from human society. Except for the change of 'residents', everything else is still the same. Wu Chong also went to the small lake where he was born.

This is a small lake in the mountains, not connected to the outside water system, and it is as peaceful as a paradise.

"Brother Hebang still hasn't come back."

Master Wu was a little disappointed.

When he let Brother Hebang go, he wanted him to find some old local friends to come back for a meal. However, he didn't see them come back after being out for so long. He didn't know if they were lost.

After walking around for a while, Wu Chong came to the big white python's lair again.

Seeing him coming in, the big white python immediately coiled up with a cautious look on his face, and also hid his eggs.

"Let me ask you something, are there any other monsters in this place? I heard that there is a grizzly bear king in the mountains. Do you know where he lives?"

The number one monster in Savage Mountain is the Grizzly King.

Seven hundred years of cultivation!

Wu Chong had heard of this a long time ago, and the mountain demon had also mentioned it before. At that time, Wu Chong was cautious and did not take risks there. Now that he has returned from living in human society for five years, his cultivation has reached the level of ninety years. Nearly a hundred years of cultivation gave him the confidence to talk to the Grizzly King.

The python looked confused.

This guy is not very intelligent and cannot understand complex words at all.