The Eternal Way-Chapter 129: Rain

In the midst of the desert, within the convoy.

Li Qi was surrounded by wary eyes, thoroughly searched to ensure he carried no weapons.

Then, he was encircled by at least ten guns pointed at him.

The only one without a gun was the middle-aged man in charge. He scrutinized Li Qi, trying to see through this city dweller.

But no matter how hard he looked, he couldn't detect any fear in Li Qi's demeanor.

So, he gave up and said to Li Qi, "I warn you, if you don't deliver on your promise of water, I'll bury you alive."

He then sat cross-legged, "Speak, what do you want to ask?"

Seeing that they were finally willing to communicate, Li Qi sighed in relief. At least these people were reasonable.

He asked, "How long have you been living like this?"

"Hmph..." A young man scoffed.

"Quiet! Only I speak here. Go watch outside and stay alert," the middle-aged man frowned, addressing the young man.

The young man dared not say more but glared at Li Qi before heading out with his gun to guard against potential threats.

It was clear they still held hostility toward Li Qi—not personally, but as a representative of city dwellers.

"Since birth? Of course, we've been doing this since birth. We used to live near the poles, but recently moved closer to Zhang's satellite cities," the man answered.

"Satellite cities?" This was the first time Li Qi had heard this term.

"Don't you city folks call them that? I learned it from you all. Anyway, these are the big cities surrounding oil extraction sites, like satellites," the man explained.

"From birth? Do you know how long that's been?" Li Qi pressed.

"Since my grandfather's time. When I was little, he told me there used to be cities everywhere. The roads in the desert today were built back then. But from my grandfather's era, things started to change."

"Afterward, not everyone could survive. Only those in the satellite cities could live, while the rest of us were left outside," the man spoke casually.

Clearly, he wasn't bothered by this; he just wanted to finish answering questions and get the promised water.

But Li Qi sensed the horror in this story.

Only the inhabitants of the satellite cities survived? Everyone else... was abandoned?

How many lives were lost?

Just thinking about it sent chills down his spine.

No wonder the world outside resembled a wasteland...

"So, you're descendants of survivors from that time?" Li Qi asked.

"Yeah, we had to survive somehow. Outside, there's no water, no farming. But luckily, the satellite cities need to trade, so we can loot their convoys for supplies," the man said.

There was an implicit threat in his tone.

"I see." Li Qi remained calm, taking note and continuing his questioning.

Seeing Li Qi's composure, the man raised an eyebrow, surprised by this city dweller's bravery.

"If that's the case, where did your weapons come from? Even if you can steal now, how did you get the initial ones?" Li Qi asked.

"That, I won't tell you. Don't think you can use this as an excuse to avoid giving us water. Remember, I said I wouldn't answer all your questions," the man emphasized.

"I understand. Let's skip that topic. Have you heard of the Resistance Organization?" Li Qi moved on to the next question.

Unexpectedly, the man reacted violently!

He grabbed his gun and aimed it directly at Li Qi's forehead, ready to pull the trigger without hesitation!

But he was just an ordinary person.

And Li Qi was faster, ducking swiftly to narrowly avoid the bullet.

Fortunately, the ground was loose soil, preventing the bullet from ricocheting.

At the leader's gunshot, others prepared to fire, aiming their guns at Li Qi.

But Li Qi stood up, raising his hands and shouting, "Wait! I heard about this from Sala. I saved Sala!"

The man waved off the others, stopping them from firing.

"Who are you? What's your purpose?" He grabbed Li Qi's collar, staring intently.

"I told you, I saved Sala, and she told me about you wanderers. So I came to ask!" Li Qi replied without hesitation.

"Prove it!" The man demanded, holding tightly onto Li Qi.

"Just look at me coming alone. Isn't that proof enough?" Li Qi responded.

"You better show us the water now, or even if you have some trick, we'll make sure only your corpse leaves!" the man threatened.

His attitude revealed much.

Sometimes, silence is an answer itself.

Li Qi sighed, "Alright, I get it."

Suddenly, the man felt a blur before his eyes, followed by intense pain throughout his body.

Li Qi twisted into an exaggerated pose, stepping quickly and turning sharply. His muscles twitched slightly, making him move like a sliding snake—no, more like a leaping carp, suddenly lunging forward with incredible speed and precision.

Almost everyone was caught off guard, unable to react as they were struck on their gun-holding hands, forced to retreat.

The man in front took two or three rounds of hits, bending over like a shrimp, his face flushed red, nearly vomiting bile.

They hadn't expected Li Qi to reach them from such a distance. It seemed far away, yet his attack arrived instantly!

With concentrated force and precise targeting, Li Qi delivered dozens of strikes in a split second, knocking everyone down before leaping into the air and disappearing in an instant.

When he accelerated, his speed approached the speed of sound, making him invisible in the dark.

Thus, Li Qi swiftly defeated everyone and fled.

Leaving behind a group of astonished people.

Everyone realized why this person dared to enter alone.

"Don't chase him!" The man shouted through the pain, "Forget about him! Pack up, let's move! Run!"

Thinking about his intentions and origins could wait. Survival was paramount.

Used to life in the wilderness, even children knew the importance of quick action.

Within seconds, almost all vehicles started moving, the entire camp evacuating amidst the roar of engines.

"Damn it! Should've shot him immediately!" The man cursed, clutching his bruised body.

"How could anyone move like that? How could someone run so fast?"

"Is he like Sala, modified?"

Whispers spread among the group, speculating about the terrifying events amidst the rumbling engines.

Such speed and strength—was it humanly possible?

If he truly knew Sala, maybe it was true, given his strength and speed matched hers.

As the convoy moved through the night, fleeing in panic, they discussed Li Qi's actions.

Especially the children, who, beyond fear, felt excitement at witnessing something incredible, mimicking Li Qi's movements.

But the adults were mostly panicked, constantly scanning their surroundings, fearing pursuit by the monster.

Once the man recovered somewhat, he asked urgently, "Lao Er, no sign of pursuit?"

"No, but... Boss, there's a problem," Lao Er's voice trembled.

"What problem?"

"It's raining?" Lao Er's voice shook.

"How's that possible? Water's always on the ground, never from the sky," the man frowned.

"It's true! Look!" Lao Er pointed outside.

The man looked up.

Small droplets fell from the sky, hitting the car window.

The convoy erupted into chaos, nearly colliding with each other.

But people went from panic to silence.

"Stop!" The man shouted through the vehicle radio.

Before the vehicles stopped, he jumped out, standing under the falling droplets.

He screamed loudly, an old man in his fifties, bursting with energy and voice beyond his years.

"Everyone, stop, get out, collect the water!"

"I remember! My grandfather once said! Water falling from the sky, this thing is called 'rain'!"

Rain fell upon the area.

Countless people rejoiced.

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Meanwhile, the girl known as Number One walked through the satellite city.

She was pretty, but not overwhelmingly beautiful, perhaps a school beauty.

After speaking with Sala, she rushed to this satellite city.

Because she felt she would meet the two gentlemen here.

This was the moment to act.

Number One hurried through the streets, having some matters to settle before the gentlemen made their move.

Not very important, more for relaxation.

She reached the dilapidated part of the satellite city.

Far from the edge, the environment was filthy and stinky, narrow streets dividing the area into shantytowns.

People lived in these yards, men and women, some clothed, others naked.

Some still had energy to move around, while most lay in disarray, sleeping on the ground.

These yards were mostly in ruins, filled with garbage.

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The condition of these yards depended on how accustomed the residents were to filth and decay.

Every satellite city had such places.

Here, crime, dirt, and disease thrived.

The company didn't care about them; most were disabled, discarded from oil extraction sites.

Yes, the company used the word "discarded."

These were the "city dwellers" whom the convoys envied and feared.

Not all city dwellers lived well; only company employees had regular food and water supplies.

Number One arrived here.

A young girl walking alone in such a place at night wouldn't fare well.

Surprisingly, almost no one noticed her; she was like a ghost, ignored even when passing by.

"Sigh..." She looked at these people, then gazed at the desert beyond.

The company, and the Immortals...

They were the root cause of this world's turmoil.

Number One sat down in the center, biting her finger to draw blood.

Pale light enveloped her body, her blood forming an aura around her, like flowing fireflies or stars falling into a river.

Like the galaxy she created in her room.

Fresh air spread out.

Whether awake, asleep, or dazed, everyone felt lighter, breathing easier.

"This should alleviate the sickness in this satellite city for a while, but... it can't be eradicated," she thought.

It couldn't be eradicated.

To do so, all Immortals must be expelled from this world.

Then, both companies destroyed, order reestablished, allowing the world to heal.

While silently cleansing the sickness, Number One suddenly looked up at the horizon.

Clouds?

Why clouds?

Clouds belonged to mountain mists, nonexistent in Di You World. She only heard of clouds and rain from outsiders.

Yet, black clouds appeared in the sky.

Water fell.

Was this rain?

Why would it exist?

Wait, Number One stood up, stopping her bleeding, her expression serious.

"Gentlemen...!" She gritted her teeth.

Definitely the gentlemen, only they could manipulate such weather!

Though unsure why they caused rain, clearly her premonition was correct.

Immediately, she contacted others, "The gentlemen have appeared, in Satellite City Four, east, about twenty miles."

Then, astonishingly, she flew towards the rain.