Chapter 745: Isn't It Better to Just Be a Pig?

"Stand on the positions according to your numbers."

"To tell you the truth, if you don't stand firmly on this riverbed and fall in, no one survives."

Changsheng spoke very slowly, and as he looked at each terrified face, his sadistic pleasure was greatly satisfied.

Hmm!

This is the right rhythm.

"If five people die, you can enter the Hell Third Layer. What are you still waiting for? My little darlings!" Changsheng laughed heartily, his gaze glancing obscurely at An Yinan, but An Yinan showed no reaction.

He looked at the Black-Clad Men behind him; a row of Black-Clad Men held submachine guns and unleashed a burst of gunfire, forcing those who had just been standing on the bank to quickly find their positions.

On the riverbed, there were many stone slabs, and these slabs were already covered in moss.

An Yinan stepped onto one and felt the slipperiness under her feet.

With the rapid impact of the water flow and the smoothness underfoot, it was very difficult to ensure one wouldn't be washed away.

"One day and one night, the timer starts!" Changsheng chuckled, then lay directly on his motorcycle, looking at the azure sky; no one knew what he was thinking inside.

As for An Yinan, the water flow from the waterfall was not constant; sometimes it was rapid, and sometimes it was relatively slow, which was impossible to tell from the bank.

She spread her legs, lowered her center of gravity, and assumed a horse stance.

This time, Zhang Qian stood in front of her, and Chen Xun stood behind her; the water flow in front was stronger, and the impact force received was greater.

But Chen Xun was their final line of defense; when they were unsteady, Chen Xun was their protective umbrella.

Just at this moment, An Yinan slowly closed her eyes, as if she were an old monk in meditation.

The water struck again and again, the people resisted time after time, and their physical strength was constantly overdrawn; just half a day had passed when a man from a small country slipped.

"Oh, God, help, help, save me."

That man's face was pale; even though he knew how to swim, the current was so rapid that swimming was powerless to save him.

The man reached out his hand, wanting to grab onto something.

But...

The water flowed at high speed, and his limbs were already numb from the water's beating; even if he wanted to grab a scapegoat, he couldn't do it.

"Ah..." That wail carried extreme terror.

An Yinan's eyes did not open; they remained tightly shut.

When Zhang Qian heard that wail, his legs swayed, but he quickly stabilized his posture.

Chen Xun's eyes were fixed tightly on the two figures in front of him—one was his wife, the other was his brother-in-arms; he dared not relax for even a fraction.

"Interesting, what a beautiful sound!" Changsheng clapped his hands like a child who had received a toy, his voice filled with enjoyment.

Those who had been soaking in the cold water for half a day shivered violently upon hearing him speak.

This person was a devil!

But so what?

Their lives were now in the hands of a devil.

An Yinan did not move, not even her eyelids; everything seemed to have entered a state of silence, and in her ears, there was only the sound of the waterfall ahead; no other sounds could enter her ears.

"Ah!" A man's voice, followed by the sound of falling into water.

The man didn't even have time to call for help; as he fell, his head hit a stone hard, and he was left bleeding profusely. The bright red blood flowed into the clear riverbed, but it was then washed away by the current, its color fading bit by bit until it returned to normal.

If they were still thinking things in their hearts when the first person fell, now everyone dared not move or think, gritting their teeth to hold on.

Who knew if the next one would be themselves?

But...

Just at this moment, from a position diagonally behind, a pebble was suddenly thrown...

The target: An Yinan's leg.

Chen Xun heard the sound of the wind being broken and reacted immediately; it was too late to intercept the pebble, so he could only prepare to prevent his wife from falling.

She heard the sound of the wind being broken and sensed the direction of the pebble; without even turning her head, the pebble in her hand was released.

The pebble aimed at her was instantly deflected by An Yinan's pebble, and the direction it was deflected toward...

Was that person's companion!

"Ah!" His companion exclaimed; he had been prepared for retaliation from Huaxia, but who could have expected that before the action even started, he would have already slipped into the water?

The water was deep, carrying a bone-chilling cold, and the current was rapid; the man hunched his body, constantly trying to stabilize his posture.

Just at this moment, Chen Xun entered the water directly, and without a second thought, he stabbed the dagger strapped to his thigh toward that man.

When people from other countries saw Chen Xun jump into the water, their eyes flashed with excitement.

Entering the water was equivalent to losing one's life.

The stone platform was very high; once in the water, it was harder than hard to climb back onto the stone platform.

"You're crazy!" The man who had fallen into the water saw Chen Xun's reckless fighting style and hurriedly diverted his strength to block, but every time he blocked, he was washed a distance away by the current, getting closer and closer to the next waterfall.

But if he didn't block, the dagger in his hand would surely pierce his artery.

Now he was caught in a dilemma.

"You forced this!" Chen Xun curled his lips; why couldn't these people learn their lesson?

Nan Nan had already let them off once or twice; wouldn't it be better to just be a pig and be well-fed?

Why come out now and seek attention?

They had also been surprised before; given his wife's temper, it was impossible for her to let these people off like this.

"Do you know why the United States and Eagle Country aren't making a move against us?" An Yinan asked.

Even though she had stripped them of their dignity, even though she was so arrogant and domineering, neither the United States nor Eagle Country had made any moves, and they hadn't even done anything underhanded behind the scenes.

"Why?" Zhang Qian was a bit puzzled.

He hadn't noticed it before, but thinking about it now, this was a very unusual matter.

"Because they have the same goal as me: raising pigs!" An Yinan smiled, then uttered words they did not understand.

Raising pigs?

What kind of pigs?

Only then did An Yinan explain in detail, "Have you noticed that every time we are eliminated and move to the next stage, a certain number of deaths must be met?"

"The first stage, twenty people died."

"The second stage, ten people died."

"But each stage has become increasingly difficult."

Her emotions were very stable, carrying a hint of confidence that no one noticed.

"When... our bodies are extremely exhausted, when we need to pass the stage quickly, the pigs can be sent to slaughter."

"Slaughter the pigs, the head count is met, rest, and enter the next stage."

When An Yinan said this, the two finally understood what "raising pigs" meant!

The pigs are people.

In the eyes of the United States and Eagle Country, Huaxia is the pig.

In the eyes of Huaxia, the people of the small days are the pigs.

At the very beginning, when the pigs were not yet fattened up, eliminating some other countries was also a good choice.

Once it reaches the later stages, slaughtering the pigs is the inevitable task.