"Those are all things that happened in the main city! We can't get involved in that much!" The man holding his head still argued, "We can't control what exactly happened in the main city. We just live ordinary lives, receiving news and information from the main city!"
"Without those limbs, we wouldn't be able to live normal lives!"
"You would never understand the frustration and pain of living with a broken body! Because you've always been a normal person, you've never lived with an incomplete body, so you can't comprehend how we feel!"
Facing those who passionately refuted him, Zhong Mu's eyes turned icy. "So what you do is steal other people's limbs, making them incomplete in order to complete yourselves?"
"Stop making excuses for yourselves. You people from Fallen City are cold-blooded madmen. You are missing more than just limbs; you also lack hearts."
"That's how Lifefall City is. It's good enough if you can take care of yourself, how can you care about other people's feelings? Isn't it good that we're all incomplete? That way we can better understand each other's feelings."
Zhong Mu stared at the person in front of him who calmly stated his thoughts, took a deep breath, and tried his best to remain calm as he continued to ask, "I'll ask you one last question: Under what circumstances would it be possible for people from the main city to come outside to collect limbs and bring them into the main city?"
The other person was taken aback, and their gaze slowly shifted from Zhong Mu to Mu He.
"There's only one possibility when people from the main city come to collect limbs outside the main city: that person's limbs are very attractive, and they've caught the eye of the people from the main city."
"You know that the people of Fallen City are somewhat morbid about their limbs now. In fact, it's not just the residents outside, but also the people in the main city. In fact, the people in the main city are even more perverted."
"There used to be a... body exhibition hall on the street outside? It was run by someone from the main city. It was just to display the beautiful bodies he had collected. That person had a lot of influence in the main city, and no one dared to mess with his shop. But it seems that it was just robbed today, and the shop is a mess."
The person holding their head muttered, "That person is very vengeful and values the limbs they like. They definitely won't let the other person get away with it if it's stolen from them."
"Okay, I understand." Zhong Mu nodded. It seemed that the rest of the matter could only be figured out after entering the main city. It was still difficult to find out about the news inside the main city from the outside. At least for now, he knew that the doctor's hand had been taken into the main city for safekeeping.
After ending the conversation, Zhong Mu didn't want to say anything more to him, so she took Mu He's hand and turned to leave.
The person behind him shouted, "Where are you going! You haven't sewn my head back on yet! Come back and sew my head back on!"
Zhong Mu turned a deaf ear, already quite disappointed with the people in this city; in his mind, they were relegated to a category unworthy of his help.
This city was originally a gathering of pitiful people, but it eventually turned into a city of riots, with everyone becoming a perpetrator.
After leaving the alley, Zhong Mu looked up at the tall main city. Every city had such a tower-like main city, where gods, high priests, and divine messengers who protected the high priests lived. In each city, this main city symbolized the protection of the gods and the peace they brought.
But after the gods disappeared, each tower became a prison for the high priests. Even the high priest of the Forgotten City, who left the main city and lived in his own home, was still unable to escape the influence of the gods.
Does this main city, this tall tower, truly represent a symbol of God, a symbol of happiness?
This was clearly like a cage, trapping not only the high priest living inside, but also the hearts of the entire city.
As far as Zhong Mu knew, the high priests of the Forgotten City and the Twin Cities had now calmed down and come out of the tower. He didn't know about the Eternal City, but the high priest of the City of Demise would probably never escape this cage without the help of outside forces.
What trapped the other high priests was their faith in the gods, while what trapped the high priest of the City of Fallen Life was the greed of the city's inhabitants.
"I'm going in to take the physician's hand back, and then bring the high priest out." Zhong Mu looked at the towering main city and made up his mind.
Unable to destroy the main city, he could only rescue those trapped within.
"Okay," Mu He replied softly, "I'll go with you."
Zhong Mu could have simply taken the package and left, since he had never even met the High Priest before.
Taking the High Priest away would undoubtedly be tantamount to making an enemy of the entire City of Fatefall. He was not only taking away the High Priest himself, but also the endless supply of resources for the residents of City of Fatefall, which would certainly be met with resistance from the entire city.
But Zhong Mu didn't care.
"We have to get them out." He muttered to himself, determined to follow Boss Ye's example and try his best to help those trapped in the mud.
He can also become strong, transforming from the protected to the protector, and then into a powerful rescuer.
Looking at the people blocking the main city, Zhong Mu pondered. It wouldn't be easy to sneak into the main city, and it would be impossible to find the imprisoned high priest under the layers of surveillance of the divine messengers.
This situation in the City of Destiny had persisted for a long time. They valued the High Priest, the vital energy source that powered the city, and would not lower their guard against strangers. It was simply impossible to meet the High Priest in a gentle manner in a short period of time.
Zhong Mu had spent so much time in the town and participated in so many dungeons, and he understood one thing.
When gentle coaxing fails to achieve the desired result, the only option left is to change tactics and resort to force.
The situation in the City of Fallen Life is particularly unsolvable; they no longer believe in God, but only desperately want to have limbs and complete selves.
"Doctor, can I go in and forcibly take it?" Zhong Mu raised his hand and pointed to the main city. It was his first time doing something so big, and he was still a little unsure of himself. He felt that he was not strong enough and that he might get trapped with the doctor. He was a little apprehensive.
"Don't always lack confidence. I think you can do it." Mu He smiled and patted his head. "If you didn't have enough strength, I don't think you would have survived so many dungeons."
"That's because I'm following Brother Xiu..." Zhong Mu weighed the axe in his hand. Although he had been forced to train his physical fitness by the veteran players in the town and had read a lot of guides and stuffed them into his head, he still felt that his abilities were not enough.
Mu He smiled silently, "You are a promising talent recognized by Ye Tianxuan, and also by so many people in your town. Everyone's judgment is correct; it's just that you don't have a clear enough understanding of yourself."
Perhaps it was the influence of my childhood environment that made me used to being belittled, and I also believed that I was inadequate. No matter how much time has passed, my inferiority complex is hard to disappear.
However, the Zhong Mu that everyone sees is quite different from the Zhong Mu that he sees himself as.
No matter how much he calls himself a newcomer or feels inadequate, it doesn't stop him from making a decisive impact when he needs to perform.