Too Many Reincarnators? I Bring the National Team to the Field - Chapter 191

Chapter 191

Jia Guangliang himself had never imagined that the deterrent authority he had spent two years building in the Southwest would be completely shattered in less than half an hour.

The Apocalypse Special Affairs Department had not only crushed him in terms of strength, they had also dug out his hidden appearance and name, exposing him down to the last detail.

How was this any different from having his underpants yanked off in front of a crowd?

They hadn’t even left him his briefs!

After Jia Guangliang finished cursing, he lowered his head and hugged his chubby self in distress. He wanted nothing more than to die on the spot and never lift his head again.

In that moment, he felt no attachment to this world whatsoever.

Wu Buyu understood him very well.

The agony of social death was no less painful than actually dying once.

Lifting a hand, he patted Jia Guangliang on the shoulder, then slowly began to speak-

“He’s crying his heart out inside like a two-hundred-pound fatty. He thinks he’s so embarrassed he could die. The image he worked so hard to build has been ruined by us, and he’s extremely upset.

“He wants to kill everyone, but he can’t beat us, so all he can do is curse you in his heart and hope a Meteorite falls from the sky and smashes you all to death. He says he regrets it, that if he’d known this would happen, he never should have gone out today. He also says his lifelong reputation has been destroyed, and it’s truly…”

Jia Guangliang’s shoulders grew stiffer and stiffer. Even though he never raised his head and only curled himself into a ball, everyone could still feel that, at this very moment… he was about to shatter.

To speak his innermost thoughts out loud at a time like this-what kind of demon was this?!

Jia Guangliang’s mentality collapsed.

Sheng An glanced at Wu Buyu. The latter grinned and silently shut his mouth.

The unrestrained smile on Li Xin’s face had only just appeared when Song Linwei glared it back down.

-In the end, they still gave the Healing Type Superpower User a little “face.”

Meanwhile, the Superpower Users squatting beside them were trembling.

Wu Buyu was far more terrifying than the others!

Death was certainly frightening, but having one’s mind “read,” suffering public humiliation, and still being alive afterward was equally terrifying!

The Superpower Users beside Jia Guangliang were more obedient than they had ever been in their lives.

As for the Superpower Users watching from the Southwest Market, they were all stunned, their eyes wide as they stared blankly at the scene before them.

The image of the “God of Light” had collapsed in Miao Yuan’s heart. How could it be any different in everyone else’s eyes?

And then there was the formidable Divine Lord’s team. They had been suppressed the moment they met the other side, and now their names were being registered. No one knew what was going to happen to them…

A ragtag troupe could never compete with the Nation’s official team.

No sooner had that thought crossed their minds than Wan Yuan, who had boarded the communications vehicle, strode back down again. He handed a stack of documents to Sheng An and said calmly, “This is their information from before the Apocalypse.”

Sheng An nodded, took it, and flipped through it briefly.

Although there was no signal now, the computers on the communications vehicle stored vast amounts of information. Even without internet access, some searches could still be completed.

Probably because they had followed the God of Light, these people were all quite young. Some had still been students before the Apocalypse.

Jia Guangliang was not old either. He had only been nineteen when the Apocalypse came. Even after two years in the Southwest, he was only twenty-one. Before the Apocalypse, he had been a well-known homebody who liked attending anime conventions, and he had plenty of cosplay photos.

-So that was where the sense of incongruity about this guy came from.

Wasn’t he basically a two-dimensional character walking into reality?

After Sheng An skimmed through the documents, she handed them back to Wan Yuan, who put them away.

The Southwest Superpower Users grew even more silent with fear.

If Jia Guangliang had dragged them into some chuunibyou, two-dimensional fantasy world, then Sheng An and the others’ appearance had made them rediscover the feeling of the world before the Apocalypse-and the power of the Nation.

In the current Southwest, forget electronic products; even traces from before the Apocalypse were becoming fewer and fewer.

Yet Sheng An and the others could still immediately look up information and print it out.

If not for where they were, they might have thought they had returned to the time before the Apocalypse, or perhaps… to the very beginning of the Apocalypse.

Thinking of their experiences before the Apocalypse, everyone fell into a daze for an instant.

The scene grew even quieter.

After Sheng An finished dealing with the “God of Light,” she shifted her gaze to the dazed Southwest Superpower Users.

She took a step forward.

The Superpower Users standing at the very front instinctively backed away. The Black Bear Mutant in particular was so frightened that all his bear fur bristled.
Sheng An, however, seemed not to see it.

Dressed in combat gear, she stood in front of the Apocalypse Special Affairs Department’s Superpower Users, in front of the Convoy, and in front of several hundred armed special police officers.

Sheng An bent at the waist. “I’m very sorry. The Nation came late.”

She gave them a solemn bow, then straightened. Her gaze was earnest and grave as she explained, “There was a problem with Time in the Southwest Region. You are in Apocalypse Year Three, but outside, it is Apocalypse Month Three.”

Everyone froze.

“After resolving the crisis in Jing City, the Nation immediately dispatched us and our people to the Southwest. When we entered the Southwest, it truly was Apocalypse Month Three. We never expected that you had already lived through two years here.”

Sheng An said, word by word, “The Nation has always existed. It has never abandoned you.”

Everyone stared fixedly at her. Even Jia Guangliang, who had been crouching on the ground, abruptly lifted his head, disbelief written all over his face.

The God of Light’s subordinates had rushed over after receiving the news, but at this moment, who still had the attention to spare for their “Divine Lord”? They all stood rooted to the spot, staring at Sheng An in a daze.

Someone raised their voice. “How is that possible?!”

Sheng An remained calm and answered patiently:

“I know you don’t believe me, but that is the truth. I have videos from the outside world here, as well as information on the situation at every Base. You can check them yourselves. Order outside has not collapsed.

“The Southwest Region has always been impossible to leave. I believe that may be related to the Time anomaly. If you still don’t believe me, then once we find a way out, you can see it for yourselves.”

She had that kind of power. As long as she stood there and spoke, even if what she said was utterly bizarre, those listening would believe her.

Because they could sense it-

She disdained lying.

She stood before them, with the Nation’s enormous Convoy behind her. Through her, they seemed to see the vast land far, far behind her, the outside world far, far away, and… the Nation that had always existed.

At a time like this, who could still care about some Divine Lord or some conflict? After a brief shock, voices broke out in a chaotic rush of discussion.

Someone was stunned. “Really?!”

Someone refused to believe it. “Impossible. How could this happen?”

Someone did believe it. “It’s not like it’s impossible. After all, no one has ever been able to get out of the Southwest. This is the Apocalypse. Anything can happen. There’s no need for the Apocalypse Special Affairs Department to lie to us.”

Someone else was furious. “Time is different? Then why the Southwest? Do you know how many people died in the Southwest?!”

Someone was grieving. “Mom, Dad… sob…”

Their emotions collapsed in an instant.

They had thought the whole world had gone bad. They had never imagined that outside, it was only Apocalypse Month Three. The only place that had truly fallen into disaster was the Southwest?

Why had this happened?

If it was only Apocalypse Month Three, then how much suffering could they have avoided? Their loved ones… would not have been reduced to piles of bones.

Sheng An and the others waited quietly for them to break down.

She knew this process would not last too long.

Because these people had lived in the Apocalypse for “more than two years.” Their adaptability and ability to accept reality were far beyond ordinary.

Sure enough, after repeated verification, after they even checked the Time on all of Sheng An’s team’s devices, Hao Jingye’s handwritten notes, and the Research Institute’s records, the Superpower Users of the Southwest finally accepted it-

The two groups’ Time was not aligned.

The treant asked, “Why would this happen? Is there a reason?”

Sheng An said, “We only just entered, but we will do our best to find the cause. We also hope everyone in the Southwest will cooperate with us.”

Someone wiped away their tears. “All right. We’ll definitely cooperate.”

Only then did Sheng An slowly smile and continue:

“The Southwest lacks food. When we set out, the Nation had us bring a large amount of Supplies. Our goal was to support the Southwest Region. I’ll have people distribute Supplies to everyone first.”

After such an emotional upheaval, since they could not immediately find the cause of the Southwest’s anomaly, they would first distribute the Supplies these people needed most. At the very least, it would be a temporary comfort.

Sure enough, many people’s eyes lit up.

Sheng An glanced at Li Wanyun and Zhang Kun. The two immediately began distributing Supplies.

Their efficiency was extremely high.

But when the Supplies reached their hands, everyone froze again.