Too Many Reincarnators? I Bring the National Team to the Field - Chapter 186

Chapter 186

Sheng An understood the look in their eyes.

It wasn’t hard to understand.

If they had never had hope, never waited, then there truly would have been nothing to resent.

But they had waited. They had followed the Nation’s orders and held fast to order, holding on until the people around them fell one by one, until all hope was gone. Only then had they begun to descend into chaos.

Under those circumstances, Sheng An wasn’t surprised by their small measure of resentment. She wasn’t even disappointed.

She simply looked at Miao Yuan, then at the people beside him, before turning around.

Hao Jingye understood and handed her the tablet in his hands.

Sheng An opened it and showed them the Time on the screen-

“I’m very sorry. The Apocalypse Special Affairs Department didn’t arrive in time. But your third year… is actually only the third month outside.”

Miao Yuan and the others froze, staring blankly at the Time displayed on the tablet.

It had been so long since they had seen an electronic device…

But they could still see that Time. They also clearly remembered that this year was the year that had changed their lives-the year of the Apocalypse.

Miao Yuan’s voice trembled. “Really?”

“Really. We have no reason to lie to you.”

Sheng An enunciated each word. “Time inside and outside is different. We entered the Southwest in the third month, but you have already endured two years. I’m sorry.”

She apologized again.

But Miao Yuan and the others burst into loud, foolish sobs.

They cried even harder than when they had just eaten the food, harder than when they learned these people were from the Nation.

Apocalypse Month Three!

What had they been like back then?

Everyone had still been in the Shelter. Order had not yet collapsed, food had not yet run short, and not many people had died. They had still been waiting for the Nation’s rescue.

Three months.

In truth, they had come in time.

-The Nation had not abandoned them. The Spark of hope had not abandoned them either.

The mistake was not theirs. It was not the Nation’s.

It was Time.

Miao Yuan thought of his dead parents. The people around him thought of their own loved ones, of the companions who had fallen in their arms… In Apocalypse Month Three, they had all still been alive and well.

Their anguished crying was infectious. Jiang Yu and Ke Jiaxue’s eyes reddened too.

Jiang Yu choked out, “How could this happen?”

Ke Jiaxue said, “Yeah… how could this happen? Why has this place already reached Apocalypse Year Three?”

They had done everything they could to hurry to the Southwest, but they had never imagined they would be faced with this.

The Southwest…

It had already entered Apocalypse Year Three, and there were hardly any living people left.

They were late.

Sheng An said nothing. She did her best to remain calm. After they had cried enough, she regained her composure and spoke coolly. “Do you want to go back first, or come with us to Southwest Market?”

Miao Yuan wiped away his tears and stood up. “I’ll go with you!”

He asked Sheng An cautiously, “Why is there a difference in Time? Can we… still get out?”

Sheng An stood there, her back straight, her expression calm. Slowly, she said-

“I don’t know why there’s a difference in Time, but we will definitely get out. No matter where the problem in the Southwest is, no matter what it is, we will find it!”

What exactly had caused the flow of Time in the Southwest to be different?

Whatever the situation, whatever the reason, whatever the problem, she would uncover them one by one.

Not just for them. Not just to save the people who were still alive.

But also for the countless wronged souls who had died on this land of the Southwest-ninety-nine percent of its people.
The Convoy continued forward. This time, Miao Yuan and his dozen or so people were with them.

For a Convoy of this size, adding a dozen people was hardly a problem. Miao Yuan rode in Sheng An’s vehicle, making it easier for them to ask questions.

Li Xin was still a little dazed. He scratched his head. “So it really is two years later?”
Gu Qiansheng said, “To be precise, one year, nine months, and a few extra days.”

Li Xin asked, “They weren’t lying?”

Wu Buyu answered with certainty, “No.”

Zhang Kun said, “All the signs we saw before also indicate that the Southwest has reached Apocalypse Year Three.”

It was hard to accept, but for now, it seemed to be the truth.

Li Wanyun took a deep breath and let out a soft sigh. “In my Previous Life, I never saw what Apocalypse Year Three looked like. Now I’m seeing it here.”

It was every bit as terrible as they had imagined.

Ever since they learned that time in the Southwest was different, the people from the Apocalypse Special Affairs Department had been somewhat dazed.

Dr. Yan said, “We don’t know why the Southwest is in Apocalypse Year Three either. We’ll need more information to investigate. But Academician Zhou has already confirmed that judging from the soil conditions, it does indeed match the characteristics of the third year.”

Hao Jingye sighed softly, then turned to the matter at hand.

“Leaving aside Apocalypse Year Three for now, there’s another problem. Can people still get out of the Southwest at all? If entering the Southwest means walking into Apocalypse Year Three, then what about the outside world?”

Everyone’s hearts sank.

If it was only that they entered the Southwest and arrived in the third year while the outside world remained normal, that would still be manageable.

But if entering the Southwest meant they had entered the third year, and the outside world had also reached Apocalypse Year Three… that would be truly disastrous.

Sheng An and Group B of the Apocalypse Special Affairs Department, along with Jiang Yu’s Space Ability, would have vanished for two years.

What would happen to the outside world then?

There was no need to think. It would deteriorate just the same. Even if Qiu Yu managed to stabilize the situation, there would likely be even more casualties.

Dr. Yan murmured, “This really is strange. We’re all normal. At least, our bodies haven’t changed in any way. And the Supplies in the Convoy we brought are all intact as well. They don’t look like they’ve gone through the passage of time.”

In other words, the current situation was this-

They, who came from Apocalypse Month Three, had walked into the Southwest Region of Apocalypse Year Three.

It was bizarre beyond belief.

Zhuang Fan said, “Mm.”

No one spoke.

Zhuang Fan said, “Mm?”

Still, no one spoke.

He turned and tugged at Wu Buyu’s sleeve.

Wu Buyu was speechless.

Did he really think of him as a translator now? And he was getting that practiced at using him?

Wu Buyu sighed softly and translated, “He has a question. Since time flows differently in the Southwest Region, how did Jing City Base receive the message from the Southwest Shelter back then?”

Halfway through translating, Wu Buyu’s expression turned serious.

This question was critical.

Hao Jingye frowned. “Was a distress signal from a certain point in the Southwest Region accidentally picked up and transmitted out?”

“That still seems strange.” Wan Yuan recalled the distress message from back then and murmured, “If there really is a gap across time, how did the signal cross that gap to be transmitted? Or was time aligned back then?”

Hao Jingye shook his head.

Song Linwei sighed. “There are questions everywhere.”

And up to this point, they still had not found any place to start. They knew nothing about the Southwest’s special circumstances.

Sheng An looked out the window. “Maybe that ‘God of Light’ knows something.”

Hao Jingye nodded in agreement.

He looked at the map. “We’re very close. A few more hours ahead, and we’ll reach the so-called Southwest Market.”

While they were discussing, Miao Yuan was also deeply puzzled.

But he did not interrupt.

Only after they finished speaking did he finally ask, “How are Old Chu and Xiao Xi?”

Old Chu and Xiao Xi were the elderly man and the child Miao Yuan and the others had brought with them to seek medical treatment.

Sheng An looked at Hao Jingye. “Ask about them.”

Hao Jingye immediately contacted the medical team.

Miao Yuan’s face was full of worry.

Sheng An asked, “Is there anything special about the two of them?”