Chapter 59

Chapter 59

Truly deserving of the name "twin-barreled meat grinder," a single burst of bullets left no one alive within dozens of square meters.

Lu Yunqi's actions undoubtedly terrified the crowd closing in on them, and shock and terror were written all over their faces.

Many began to retreat, and someone shouted, "Wh-what... what is that thing?"

"Too... too terrifying! Is that... some kind of godly weapon?"

"We can't go up there—if we do, we're dead!"

"It killed over a hundred in seconds... sh-should we fall back?"

At that moment, a fully armored general stepped forward, planting his sword and standing in front of the men, roaring, "What are you all scared of? No matter how tough he is, he's just one guy! Get the shields! Hold them up and move forward!"

Hearing this, the soldiers quickly sent the shield bearers forward, hoisting wooden shields taller than a man as they marched forward.

Back then, shields were mostly wood frames covered in animal hide—iron shields were way too heavy for quick marches.

Seeing the shields, Lu Yunqi sneered coldly and murmured, "You're just rushing to your deaths, huh? Then let me show you what a submachine gun can do!"

Behind him, Murong Jie was completely stunned, his eyes wide with disbelief. He wanted to ask when this weapon was made—no, wait, a weapon like this shouldn't even exist in this world!

This thing was, of course, the ultimate cheat code. Lu Yunqi glanced at the gun's timer—he'd blown all his points to get this submachine gun, and it only had fifteen minutes of use left.

He turned and urged Murong Jie, "What are you standing around for? Hurry up and fire the signal for backup!"

They hadn't gone far—they were still in the hill area. It was dark out, but as long as they fired a flare, the Lu Family Army camped in the hills would definitely see it.

Murong Jie didn't hesitate—he raised the flare high and lit it up into the night sky.

Laughter rang out from the assassins advancing behind their shields: "Still calling for help? By the time they get here, you'll be nothing but cold corpses! Drop your weapons and surrender now, hand over that treasure, and maybe we'll let you die in one piece."

The assassins were about fifty meters out now. The wood-and-leather shields weren't tough, but at that range, the submachine gun couldn't do much damage.

They figured they were safe and started sprinting full speed toward them.

Only when they got within twenty or thirty meters did Lu Yunqi raise the submachine gun and let loose with a thunderous barrage. The shields shattered like bamboo splinters.

In an instant, blood and gore sprayed everywhere, and the hundreds who'd charged in collapsed in bloody heaps.

The ones farther back didn't dare come any closer—some even dropped to the ground, shaking and stuttering, "Th-that thing... it's way too strong!"

"I... I'm out! Whoever wants to fight, go ahead!"

"The commander's dead—let's not die for nothing. Run!"

In that moment, the assassination force broke apart and scattered. Lu Yunqi struck a badass pose with the submachine gun, grinned at Murong Jie, and asked, "Well? Am I the man or what?"

But then he saw Murong Jie's face twist in horror as he roared, "Watch out!"

Time seemed to freeze. An arrow whistled through the air, and with a dull thud, it punched through the left side of Lu Yunqi's chest, blood pouring out.

Murong Jie's eyes nearly bulged out of his head in fury. He lunged forward, catching Lu Yunqi in his arms, then grabbed an arrow and, with a sharp whoosh, sent it straight through the archer.

Just then, the Lu Family Army's reinforcements showed up, and the assassins fell back like a tide—anyone who didn't got captured.

Lu Yunqi was soaked in cold sweat from the pain, his teeth clenched tight as tears streamed down his face. He sobbed, "Murong Jie, it hurts so bad!"

Murong Jie's tears poured down his face as he said, "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt—the army doctor's on the way... almost here! Yunqi, just hold on, hold on..."

At that moment, the system pinged with a notification: "Congratulations, host! You've maxed out your target's affection. You can redeem a chance to escape this deadly situation. Would you like to redeem it?"

By now, Lu Yunqi was almost delirious from the pain, and the second he heard "escape this deadly situation," he instinctively hit redeem.

But Xiao Jiu cut in to warn him, "Master, if you leave, you and Murong Jie might never see each other again. Are you sure you want to do this?"

Lu Yunqi said through the pain, "Do I... have a choice? With this injury, the only way anyone can save me is if I go back to the Wanping Wasteland."

Xiao Jiu figured he had a point. He hesitated for a few seconds, but then Lu Yunqi suddenly started bleeding out badly. Xiao Jiu gasped, "Oh no—you're hurt way too bad. You're going into early labor..."

Lu Yunqi was floored, thinking, Kid, why do you have to pick now to show up?

Xiao Jiu said, "I can only overdraw to buy you a life-saving pill, but it only works for one hour. You have to give birth within that time."

Lu Yunqi thought, How the hell am I supposed to give birth? How the hell am I supposed to do this?

But his will to live beat out his panic and humiliation. He grabbed Murong Jie's hand hard and said, "Husband, help me to the carriage. I... I'm about to give birth. Carry me up there and let me have this baby."

Only then did Murong Jie notice that the ground under Lu Yunqi was soaked in blood. He'd never known a person could have that much blood in them.

Murong Jie wanted to say, Let's not do this—don't have the baby now. How could you possibly survive childbirth like this?

But Lu Yunqi urged, "Hurry up, don't hesitate—if you wait any longer... we might both die."

Scared out of his mind, Murong Jie quickly carried Lu Yunqi into the carriage.

Once inside, Lu Yunqi said, "Now... drive the carriage back and find Uncle Huang. Have him... deliver the baby."

No matter how worried Murong Jie was, he knew he couldn't do anything, so he turned and went out to drive.

After getting Murong Jie out of there, Lu Yunqi started the grueling process of giving birth. But how the hell was he supposed to know how? And the pain was unbearable, sweat pouring down his face.

Xiao Jiu quickly said, "Master, I'll overdraw to hire a midwife for you. Hurry and push—time's running out!"

Lu Yunqi, soaked in sweat, replied, "Okay... hurry!"

Xiao Jiu quickly hired a midwife. It was clear she knew what was going on, and she whispered instructions, "Master, spread your legs, take a deep breath, hold it... now push..."

Following the midwife's breathing instructions, Lu Yunqi started pushing. Since the baby was early, it was small, and once he got the hang of it, he delivered in just over ten minutes.

With the baby's first cry, the midwife told him, "The baby's only four pounds, but thankfully healthy. Master, your body's at its limit—you need to make a decision fast."

With that, the midwife vanished. The second she disappeared, Lu Yunqi finally made his choice. He said quietly to Xiao Jiu, "Let's go! If I stay, I'm dead anyway. Leave the baby with Murong Jie—I'm afraid if I just disappear... he'll be too heartbroken."

The next second, Xiao Jiu used the system to create a perfect replica of Lu Yunqi's corpse, swapping him out and transporting him to the Wanping Wasteland. At the exact moment of the swap, Murong Jie rushed in.