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Chapter 111 - 111: Section 112: A Moment of Silence

    Chapter 111: Section 112: A Moment of Silence


    When the night deepened, Zong Ge led a group of men back to their encampment.


    “Lord Zong Ge, Lord Sanda, you’ve returned,” greeted a group who had stayed at the camp as they quickly came to welcome them.


    “Phew, finally back!”


    “Today was no easy day either.”


    “Right now, what I want most is to drink some hot water.”


    “Enough talk, I should have some wound medicine in my tent.”


    ...


    People at the camp entrance began to disperse, all ravenously hungry and exhausted, some bearing fresh wounds.


    Zong Ge and Sanda, however, did not rest and instead went straight to the largest tent in the center of the camp.


    This tent was originally Zong Ge’s quarters, but as the number of injured had been increasing in recent days, making individual care difficult, Zong Ge voluntarily gave it up. He saw that the injured were gathered here and arranged for specialized people to care for them.


    Lifting the tent flap, Zong Ge began inspecting the injured.


    The large tent was about sixty square meters, illuminated dimly by candles.


    The injured inside were mostly severely wounded, each lying on a straw mat.


    Hearing the movement, the conscious injured all opened their eyes, looking at Zong Ge with reverence.


    “It’s Lord Zong Ge!” someone struggled to sit up.


    There were also those who continuously groaned, their eyes barely a slit open, the pain becoming unbearable.


    Others were unconscious, burning with high fever.


    “There’s no need to get up,” Zong Ge stopped them promptly.


    “How is your condition?” he inquired from the nearest injured man, his face expressionless.


    “Give me two more days, and I can join your squad, continue the recon!” the injured man called out.


    Zong Ge smiled and patted his shoulder, praising him, but he was well aware that the man’s leg injury needed at least a week’s recuperation.


    “And you?” Zong Ge walked to the next injured person.


    This injured man was an old Dwarf, his face surrounded by a messy white beard.


    The old Dwarf laughed, “I’m almost done for, Lord Zong Ge. My last wish before dying is to have a beer. To have a drink before death makes it all the less regrettable for me.”


    Zong Ge remained silent.


    Sanda cursed jokingly, “Old thing, trying to con a drink again? Your injury won’t take your life.”


    The old Dwarf frowned miserably, “Without alcohol, I’m afraid I won’t last. If not beer, rum would do.”


    Zong Ge had no choice but to say, “I’ll think of something.”


    The old Dwarf’s eyes immediately lit up, “Thank you, my lord. As long as there’s alcohol, even if you take my old life, it’s fine by me!”


    After the inspection, Zong Ge walked to the very back of the tent.


    There lay an injured man with very severe wounds, his body swollen, the wound on his back no longer bleeding, but festering. The man emitted a foul stench.


    The injured man showed no reaction to Zong Ge’s arrival.


    He wasn’t unconscious, more precisely, he was nearly dead.


    If he were to stop breathing the next moment, no one would be surprised.


    Sanda’s gaze dimmed. He knew this injured man well; they had fought together, drunk together, and traveled together for over a decade.


    Everyone knew his chances were slim.


    Zong Ge touched his forehead, which was frighteningly hot.


    He then checked the wound on his back; the situation looked dire.


    Zong Ge first heated a Dagger over fire, then cut away the rotten flesh from the wound with the blade. Next, using a clean cloth dipped in water, he cleansed the wound; the water had been boiled and then cooled.


    Finally, astonishingly, Zong Ge leaned down and sucked out the pus and blood seeping from the wound with his mouth.


    After the treatment, Zong Ge sprinkled potions on the wound.


    The injured man in his near-death state showed no response, his breath seeming to grow weaker.


    Through the entire process, Sanda stood his ground, watching Zong Ge do this.


    This wasn’t the first time Zong Ge had done this.


    Three days ago, the injured man accidentally protected Zong Ge, shielding him from a poisonous creature’s stealth attack. After being brought back to camp, he had been unconscious since that night. Even Zi Di’s potions had no effect.


    Over the past three days, his condition had worsened, the hope for his survival increasingly bleak. Sёar?h the N?vel(F)ire.ηet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    On the first night of his injury and unconsciousness, Zong Ge did the same, which at the time caused Sanda’s intervention and shocked those around him.


    Every day since, he continued the same way.


    Sanda no longer interfered.


    The gazes of those around Zong Ge gradually shifted from shock to reverence and affection.


    Having finished, Zong Ge and Sanda left the central tent.


    At that time in the camp, several campfires had been lit, people gathered around them, eating dinner and chatting leisurely.


    Every now and then, bursts of laughter echoed through the air.


    At this moment, their stomachs, sore from the acid, were satisfied, and the nerves that had been tense all day relaxed.


    When Zong Ge arrived, the former mercenaries shuffled their seats to make space for two people.


    Zong Ge and Sanda sat down close together.


    The firelight shone on Zong Ge’s brownish yellow shoulder-length hair, and the warmth slowly penetrated through the gaps in his fine steel armor, seeping into his body.


    Zong Ge pulled out the Dagger from the inside of his steel boot, gently sliced off a steaming piece of roast meat.


    After blowing on it just once, he popped the slice of meat into his mouth.


    He ate silently, while listening to the discussions of the people around him.


    “Do you know? I thought that Bronze Magic Beast was dead, but when it pounced at me, aiming for my head, I almost peed myself. Just when I thought I was really going to die, that big white Bone Hammer came smashing down, grazing my scalp and turning that Bronze Magic Beast into pulp, splattering my face with blood and brains! I swear I will never forget this experience for the rest of my life.”


    “Ha ha ha.” Laughter erupted from the crowd.


    “That Bone Hammer was what the two of us were carrying to give to that guy named Mu Ban. Boss Zong Ge really is strong, able to twirl the Bone Hammer around with just one hand.”


    “At least ten Magic Beasts died under the Bone Hammer today!”


    “That’s the bone of a Crocodile Head Hammer Tail Boa, you know. I heard that old Scholar babbling on about how the bone in that tail is even harder than a giant snake’s skull.”


    “Talking about that, it’s really a shame, because snake meat is really chewy. When Boss Zong Ge gave the Crocodile Head Hammer Tail Boa to them, we were at a loss.”


    “Tch, would you have dared to eat it back then? Would you bet your life on it not being poisonous?”


    “Speaking of which, how did Lord Zhenjin and his team fare today?” someone asked.


    At this point, the wounded left behind in the camp told them the scouting report.


    “Lord Zhenjin returned with his team this evening.”


    “So early again.”


    “It looks like we’re definitely winning, hahaha.”


    “Holy Temple Knights aren’t so impressive after all.”


    “Hey, you sure talk big. You don’t even take Holy Temple Knights seriously?”


    “Heh heh heh, right now the person I admire most is Boss Zong Ge. He saved my life, so whatever the boss tells me to do from now on, I’ll do it!”


    “Hey, you didn’t say that just before; the boss only just sat down to eat, and you’re shouting so loudly. You sycophant!”


    Another round of laughter went around.


    “Hmph, these are my loyal supporters,” Zong Ge maintained his silence, continuing to eat his meat and looking into the campfire as if searching for his future in the light of the flames.


    “It’s going well like this…” Sanda sat beside Zong Ge, seeing the scene of unity among everyone.


    “Just in these few days, the boss has carved out his authority in their hearts. Following the boss, we will surely reach heights that I couldn’t imagine,” Sanda also harbored hope.


    Just then, the camp gate guard came to report.


    After receiving Zong Ge’s permission, the guard brought in a young man.


    “Your name is Bai Ya?” Zong Ge asked the young man, initiating the conversation.


    Bai Ya was flattered, “I didn’t expect Boss Zong Ge to remember my name.”


    Sanda spoke, “What brings you here?”


    Bai Ya took out a map from his chest, lifted his head, and proudly said, “This map records all the terrain within 30,000 meters around the camp, as well as the distribution of the beast herds.”


    “Lord Zhenjin received the Divine Intervention of the Holy Emperor during his evening prayers just now. All the intelligence about the vicinity of the camp was infused into Lord Zhenjin’s mind.”


    “Lord Zhenjin hastily wrote two maps, sending me to deliver one to Boss Zong Ge.”


    “Eh? Why are you all staring at me?”


    The previous buzz and laughter vanished without a trace, leaving only the leaping flames and the crackling sounds of the burning firewood.


    “Is that so? That’s great news,” Zong Ge spoke calmly, breaking the silence.


    Sanda was startled by these words and hurriedly stood up to take the map that Bai Ya handed to him.


    Then, Sanda eagerly sat back down and unfolded the map in front of Zong Ge.


    Everyone’s gaze was fixed on the map, with only the sound of the map unfurling breaking the silence.


    A clearly lined, meticulously structured map was laid out before Zong Ge and the rest.


    Zong Ge and Sanda were silent again.


    After a long while, Sanda spoke in a hoarse voice, “It seems this map is real. All the places we’ve scouted match the markings on this map, and this map is even more detailed and precise than our findings.”


    “Of course it’s real!” Bai Ya raised his voice, “We have compared it with the map ourselves, and the results of our scouting over the past few days are completely consistent with it. This is a miracle! Of course, many of you don’t share the Faith in the Holy Emperor. If you still do not wish to believe, you can continue to scout and explore to verify it.”


    The area was silent once more.


    “There’s no need,” Zong Ge spoke indifferently, touching the map with his palm, “Calling it a miracle might be an exaggeration. But this is indeed the power of the divine. Because the terrain can be scouted, but the distribution of each beast herd, their sizes, numbers, and even their Life Levels are very detailed. Although we can also do this, it would take an unimaginable amount of time and effort.”


    “That’s Boss Zong Ge for you,” Bai Ya praised, “When Lord Zhenjin dispatched me, he said that Boss Zong Ge is a wise man and would surely be the first to confirm the authenticity of this map.”


    Zong Ge remained silent.


    Bai Ya continued, “Lord Zhenjin is also very concerned about the casualties on your side, considering that you have been pushing yourself too hard in scouting these days. Lord Zhenjin said that this time, for the eradication of the Magic Beasts, any herd with Silver Magical Beasts on the map will be our responsibility to clear.”


    Silence fell around them again.
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