Ye Tianxuan pondered, "How crazy are they? After listening to the descriptions of several cities, I discovered the characteristics of several major cities."
"The Twin Cities represent fortune and misfortune, and one's destiny; the City of Oblivion represents memories, and the foundation for one's character choices throughout life; the City of Immortality represents lifespan, and the necessity for one to keep going. So what are the characteristics of this City of Demise?"
The doctor slowly shook his head. "The City of Fallen Life is the place doctors hate the most. All the people living there are physically disabled. Their bodies have been disabled for so long that their hearts have also become disabled. What kind of doctor can heal them? They can repair the body, but they can also repair the heart."
From the resentment and helplessness murmured by the doctor, Ye Tianxuan immediately understood why Mu He had appeared in the City of Fallen Life.
"The City of Fallen Fates is the body."
Muhe happened to be a doctor with a missing body, so being thrown into such a place was really bad luck.
Moreover, he is most likely to kill kind people... wouldn't that be a natural counter to Muhe?
"Zhong Mu..." Ye Tianxuan frowned worriedly, "Have we arrived at the City of Destiny yet?"
"We've finally arrived!!"
Standing before the three large characters "City of Destiny," Zhong Mu couldn't help but groan. After walking for two days, his legs were aching from all the journey, and he had finally arrived at this troublesome City of Destiny.
To get here as soon as possible, he traveled at night, groping his way through the pitch-black darkness! It wasn't easy for a timid person like him.
But the thought of seeing the doctor soon cheered him up, and he strode into the City of Destiny.
Compared to the hustle and bustle of the Forgotten City, the City of Fallen Fates seemed much more stable. The sounds emanating from it were like those of a normal city, with various conversations and footsteps echoing densely throughout the streets. It even sounded quite harmonious, as if this was the only peaceful place among the four great cities.
But Zhong Mu froze on the spot, his face pale, after only a couple of steps inside.
For him, the City of Fallen Life was truly like a tormenting hell.
In this seemingly peaceful city, everyone walking on the streets is a person with missing limbs. The sight of these incomplete human figures coming and going gave Zhong Mu goosebumps all over his body.
What he feared most was incomplete people, which would instinctively send cold sweats down his face and fill him with terror. At this moment, in this city full of incomplete human figures, Zhong Mu was trembling all over, his gaze quickly shifting from the people on the street to the ground, not daring to look at anything around him.
Doctor... So you were in this city because your body is incomplete?
Where is the doctor now?
Zhong Mu trembled as she raised her hand to press against her chest, trying to calm herself down.
He couldn't contact the doctor using a communicator, but the connection between his heart and his heart allowed him to sense the approximate location of the person on the other end.
Although he couldn't get in touch with the doctor, there was no anxiety or fear coming from the doctor's heart; the heart seemed stable, which made Zhong Mu less nervous.
Out of concern for the doctor, he rushed over, but little did he know that this city would be his nemesis.
"Just ignore those people... Finding a doctor is the most important thing!" Zhong Mu kept his head down, staring intently at the ground, trying to encourage himself. After taking a deep breath, he walked quickly forward, relying on his heartbeat to find the doctor's location.
He didn't look at the people from Fatefall City, but they seemed to be watching him constantly. Those gazes came from all directions, so intense that Zhong Mu felt uncomfortable.
Perhaps it's because he, a complete person, appeared in this incomplete city that he attracted attention.
Zhong Mu tried to comfort himself, then didn't look back at all, and just rushed towards where Mu He was.
From a distance, as he approached the street, he heard a cacophony of voices drifting towards him, seemingly the pitiful cries of many people pleading.
"Please, lend me your hand! I really can't use it!"
"Please, lend me your head, I love your head!"
"Please! Let me borrow it for a bit! I'll return it to you! I'll return it to you right away!"
"I'm so sorry! I really need your head, I love your head so much! Please give it to me! Please give it to me!"
The source of that chorus of pleas seemed to be near where Mu He was, so Mu He was probably also in the vicinity of that crowd.
Zhong Mu didn't really want to come face to face with such a large group of incomplete humanoids, but considering Mu He's location, he gritted his teeth and squeezed around the gathered crowd. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that the people standing nearby pleading were, for some reason... all holding weapons.
A machete... an axe... even a saw...
The sound of their desperate pleas was completely different from the sharp weapons they held in their hands.
Those pleas sounded incredibly pitiful, evoking sympathy, but ironically, each of them was armed.
Are they...begging for someone else's limbs?
Zhong Mu's pupils trembled. Could this kind of thing be asked for from someone else?
If the other party agrees? Will they just start seizing it? Is this seemingly peaceful city really that terrifying?!
Zhong Mu was so frightened that his hair stood on end. Without thinking, he immediately turned around and slipped out of the crowd to avoid being noticed by the pleading people who wanted him again.
But as soon as he turned his head, he suddenly heard a familiar voice amidst the dense pleas.
"I'm sorry... I can't give you my hand... I only have one hand left..."
The moment that light, weak, and gentle voice came from amidst the cacophony of voices, Zhong Mu froze on the spot.
An invisible fear weighed on Zhong Mu's heart, making him afraid to turn back and accept it.
That voice...it was the doctor's voice...
The person surrounded in the center of the crowd... is a doctor...?
Zhong Mu's heartbeat suddenly became violent, and his blood was rushing through his body at a high speed.
Really?
No way, really?
He stood frozen in place, but the voices behind him continued unabated.
"I'm sorry! I really love your head! I want it! I really want it! I'm sorry!" One of the people's voices was particularly excited, and his passionate voice instantly reached the front of the group.
A gasp rippled through the crowd. Without a second thought, Zhong Mu plunged back, pushing through the throng gathered at the front, and stumbled to the very center of the crowd in an instant.
After pushing through the crowd, a familiar face appeared in front of Zhong Mu, but along with it came a scene that Zhong Mu would never forget, a scene that would make him scream in terror and even go crazy.
The beautiful, soft bluish-gray long gown he knew so well was now stained with blood and dirt. Bloodstains trailed from elsewhere all the way to the wall, while the bottom of the trousers was empty and dry, congealed with sticky blood.
Beneath the garment, the arm had also vanished, and blood was still dripping from it, pooling on the ground and spreading along the cracks in the earth.
A large amount of dried blood clung to her clean, beautiful long hair, staining her fair face.
The man who had lost both legs and one arm could see nothing and couldn't even escape from the crowds that surrounded him, radiating greed and lust.
His breathing was slightly weak and slow, his chest resonating as he weakly uttered, "I'm sorry, I really can't give it to you."
But the person standing nearby ignored him, his eyes bloodshot, raising the axe in his hand, silently expressing his desire, "I really like it! I want it so badly! I'll give it back to you! I promise I'll give it back to you! So give me your head!"
He pleaded, but without the slightest hesitation, he swung his axe at the helpless man.