Chapter 323: I just want to resist this damned world

I will.

Hmm.

My aunt's speech remained as concise and gentle as ever, but for some reason, Jierte felt her words were full of fatigue.

Aunt, are you alright over there?

I'm fine, don't worry about me.

It's just that my physical condition isn't good enough yet.

My aunt's words didn't arouse your suspicion; you had a pleasant catch‑up, and you also confirmed what you would do next.

Finally, BOSS wrapped up your communications, telling you that the next contact would likely be in two years, and by then your aunt might also have recovered.

Having to wait another two years left you feeling helpless, but right now the most important thing is figuring out where that cat ran off to.

BOSS said she ran out because she couldn't stand the loneliness, and she should contact you soon, so you and Lan Baoshi went to a nearby city to wait, while also letting your little cat relax.

But you and Lan Baoshi waited a long time without hearing from the cat; instead, you got news of the destruction of the ocean city Avan and the captain's death in battle.

Unable to withstand the impact of the natural disaster, that drifting high‑tech city, which called the four seas home, became one of the first large nations to be wiped out, and the news left you dazed.

"Wuhu! Kids! Get ready to set sail!" that loud shout is still etched in your mind, and the fall of the ocean city finally let you truly feel the disaster's impact on this world.

This world was inherently hopeless, and that hopelessness had already become a numbness in everyone's heart, including yours.

You suddenly wanted to go see the now‑destroyed ocean city, to see if any familiar traces remained, but in the end you found nothing.

The sea had been dyed red with blood, and you then realized with surprise that the natural disaster had already corroded the world's deepest reaches; the once‑pure blue ocean was polluted, but the source of this pollution was certainly not the blood disaster.

So this is why the sea monsters came ashore? Or perhaps this is also why they attacked the blood disaster?

An unknown substance emanated from the depths of the ocean, resembling blood but not being blood.

What on earth happened?

The ocean city had completely sunk into the sea, and its former wonders left no trace.

BOSS repeatedly warned him twice not to touch the natural disaster and not to try to eliminate it.

But... do we really have to just wait like this?

Knight Sir....

I'm fine.

Come on, let's go find the cat.

Lan Baoshi blankly followed Jierte away from the blood‑red sea, and all along Jierte kept pondering this question.

A just knight cannot stand by and watch a tragedy unfold; if he remained indifferent merely because a plan might be affected, he would not be Jierte.

Lan Baoshi, I....

I want to give it a try.

Meow?

Try what?

Lan Baoshi was a bit dazed by Jierte's sudden words, and the simple little cat couldn't grasp what he was thinking.

It's not that I want to try; I simply want to resist a little.

Resist this damned world a little.

Um....

Lan Baoshi didn't understand Jierte's meaning; she only knew that she would follow the Knight Sir in whatever he did.

Then what does the Knight Sir want to do?

First, find the cat.

Then....

Kill the natural disaster!

After a lengthy search, you finally found the down‑and‑out cat at a small roadside eatery; seeing you, she became extremely excited, tearfully recounting her recent misfortunes.

You... how are you here?

Waaah... I'm so unlucky! I'm really unlucky!

The cat, face streaked with tears, told how she had left Boss's secret base.

Because the base was extremely secret, the cat was taken away in a special vehicle when she left and has no recollection of where the base is.

Afterward, she walked along the road toward the city, accidentally leaving her terminal in the car and having not a penny on her; the cat was desperate, but fortunately there was plenty of leftover food in the roadside trash cans, which kept her from starving to death on the spot.

You....

Jierte was speechless; the cat's carefree nature was typical, but losing the terminal and almost starving to death was something he truly couldn't tolerate.

Have you thought about borrowing a terminal from someone and sending me a message?

I... I don't remember your number!

The cat is now filthy, snot and tears streaming down her face; if Jierte hadn't happened to find her, she would likely have frozen to death outdoors.

All right, big sis cat, we've found you, haven't we?

Lan Baoshi comforted the cat, while after his speechlessness Jierte wondered where Boss's mysterious secret base might be.

Cat, where were you last set down?

Where? At the Empire's border.

The cat thought for a moment, then added a sentence.

Our secret base should be underground, but we're not sure exactly where.

Jierte nodded; back then Boss, to evade the 'gods' purge, pulled a cicada‑shell maneuver, leaving those strange machines to himself and nearly getting himself killed.

Cat, I never asked—do you have any family here?

No, I'm a wanderer.

Hearing this, Lan Baoshi suddenly perked up her ears, becoming very interested.

She never expected that the strong Da Mao older sister was also a stray cat, just like her, eh!

Alright, I'll first get you a new terminal or something; we can talk about anything else later.

Ow.

First take me to change clothes, Knight brother, I'm about to freeze to death.

Now, with the sun completely losing heat, surface temperature is dropping quickly; although it hasn't yet reached the point of completely freezing the oceans, it's getting close.

And while the deity's descent brought blessings, it also brought warm sunlight; only in the lands where the deity resides can the temperature return to normal.

Alright, you're wearing stockings in this freezing weather and you're not afraid of freezing to death.

Da Mao's current outfit is not much different from what Jierte saw when he first met Da Mao in the Demon Land: a belly-baring outfit with thigh-high socks, though that was the previous environment; now wearing this and not freezing to death counts as her good luck.

Cough cough, I don't know either; Boss just suddenly approved my request to go out, and then I was thrown out....

Then you're really bold....

Jierte was speechless again, only able to admire this girl's big nerves; anyone else would have frozen to death outside in half a day.

Soon, Da Mao ate the warm hot-pot grilled meat, finally feeling the deep-seated cold within her body completely dispelled.

She looked at Jierte; the young man was sitting by the brazier, carefully wiping his weapon.

Jierte, what are you planning to do next?

Kill the Heavenly Disaster.

Just a few short words, yet they left Da Mao stunned on the spot.

But... Boss told me before leaving not to let you go kill the Heavenly Disaster.

I won't listen to him.

Jierte finally polished his impact lance to a shine, checked it in the brazier's light, and nodded satisfied.

How could that......

Even before he said that, I've done plenty of killing myself.

Heavenly Disaster will eventually merge; better to protect as many humans as we can before it arrives.

At least, let me just watch like this; I can't do it.

That's also right....

And you?

Me?

Da Mao pointed at herself, about to say something, but suddenly her face turned red.

Facing Jierte's doubtful gaze, she suddenly felt a bit ashamed.

As expected of a righteous knight, everything is for the greater good.

And she only came out to play; facing the noble Jierte, this reason seems shameful.

I I I I will go with you!

Alright.

This fits Jierte's expectations.

Now Da Mao has already put on thick winter clothes, while Lan Baoshi continues to eat heartily, just pricking up her ears to listen to their conversation.

Just then, the noisy commotion outside drew several people's attention.

At first it seemed like just a random argument among passersby, but as they kept arguing, the topics started to strangely drift off.

Until Jierte clearly heard one sentence:

What's wrong with the Heavenly Disaster? Should the Heavenly Disaster just die!

Jierte instantly couldn't stay seated; he truly wanted to see what kind of divine person was outside saying that.

At the door, Jierte saw that the person who said that no longer needed his lecturing; the surrounding angry crowd was enough to tear him apart.

Fuck you, you brainless liar!

MLGB! If the Heavenly Disaster doesn't die, do I have to die?

Come on, let's smash his brains out!

Jierte silently watched the scene, not lifting a hand, while Lan Baoshi beside him saw something.

Knight Sir (in a whisper)

Those people seem to be the recently risen Heavenly Disaster Church, huh.

?

Now it's Jierte's turn to be dazed; what cult is this, I've never even heard of it.

Probably only a little cat who intensely surfs the net knows this so well.

Hmm, they claim to have faith in the Heavenly Disaster, and supposedly it's been effective.

What effectiveness could that have?

Da Mao was the first to ask, and Jierte also stared at her, curious.

Supposedly, they've gained the power of the Heavenly Disaster.

And they can still avoid being attacked by those Heavenly Disasters.

Don't believe all that nonsense.

Jierte picked up his spear, expressionlessly gazing at the chaotic crowd outside.

Perhaps these Heavenly Disaster Churches will become another oppressor of this era, but to him they're just clay dogs and tiles.

After Jierte once again killed all the sinful people in front of everyone, Lan Baoshi finally sensed something was off.

She began to pay attention to Jierte's state, his ruthlessness toward evildoers, and.... his indifference to life.

Is he just?

Is he upright?

Lan Baoshi felt this was undoubtedly true, no one was more upright than Knight Sir, and no evil could escape his discerning eye.

But.... does this situation really count as normal?

Little cat fell into contemplation.

The person who had previously led the beating most fiercely, upon seeing this bloody scene, involuntarily closed their mouth.

Countless fearful gazes fixed on Jierte; perhaps before he would have covered his face and fled quickly, but now he simply calmly holstered his gun, returned to the inn to eat, completely ignoring others' looks.

「Knight Sir.... 」

「Huh? 」

Today's Jierte seemed no different from usual; only when facing familiar people did he show a relatively gentle expression.

This also let Lan Baoshi see his 'humanity' from Jierte.

Seeing the little cat staring blankly at him, Jierte smiled, reached out and ruffled her head, indulging in a smile.

「What else do you want to eat? I'll go buy it for you. 」

「Ah? Oh, no, nothing... 」

Lan Baoshi withdrew their gaze, secretly glad that their Knight Sir was still as familiar as ever, yet a seed of doubt was planted in their heart.

「On the front lines of the heavenly calamity, the clash between humanity and the calamity grows ever fiercer; each day countless people die, yet thanks to the blessings, countless are born。」

「Even the uniformly young faces on the battlefield gradually become mature, not because they have grown up, but because the younger generation has basically been wiped out。」

「Those remaining are either those who feared death and did not go, or those of extraordinary talent who survived on the battlefield, or those who indulge wildly in drink and pleasure in the rear。」

「In short, many young people have already disappeared in this sorrowful era, and this change has also made the remaining great powers feel a great sense of crisis。」

「As the saying goes, only when humanity truly faces an enemy capable of destroying everyone will they briefly unite。」

「Under the ravages of the heavenly calamity, they finally realized that relying solely on their own efforts cannot let them survive this global disaster safely。」

「In order to survive and continue, the major nations finally set aside their grudges, pooled their remaining strength, contributed their technology, and jointly resisted the heavenly calamity。」

「Within the Empire, mass-produced knight psychotronic powered armor is the cutting‑edge technology of the first echelon, supporting the Empire's long‑standing hold at the heavenly calamity's intersection, standing firm。」

「Also there is the surviving scientific personnel of the ocean‑city Yafande providing cutting‑edge psychotronic weapon manufacturing technology, the Eastern nations' efficient psychotronic utilization technology, and so on, until the people of the Demon Land stepped forward.... 」

「They provided the collective with the inhumane psychotronic human‑modification technology they had secretly researched。」

「From this point on, humanity's style has completely begun to turn strange.... 」

(Renshen overslept today, couldn't finish, only able to wrap up the chapter, sorry!!!!)

(Can't hold on any longer; let's make it up together tomorrow night, Renshen will nap first....)