Too Many Reincarnators? I Bring the National Team to the Field - Chapter 92

Chapter 92

It was time.

Qi Lingwu knew it, and Sheng An knew it too.

Her body was spent, devoid of even a shred of strength. She couldn’t struggle at all as the lethal blow came straight for her neck, carried by a wave of brutal murderous intent.

The Aberrant’s expression was twisted, his gaze filled with ferocity.

Yet, as he delivered the killing strike, Sheng An didn’t dodge or flinch. Instead, she wore the smile of a victor.

“You lost,” she said.

Just before the attack reached her neck, it stopped abruptly. The Aberrant’s face remained contorted in that same savage expression, but the ferocity in his eyes turned into blank confusion.

Blood trickled slowly from the center of his forehead.

His eyes remained wide as he toppled over, stiff as a board.

He was dead a moment before that confusion had even registered.

He died at the very moment he thought victory was in his grasp, at the moment he had been driven to a breakdown by Sheng An, and at the moment he had decided to strike with everything he had.

Sheng An exhaled sharply, her voice raspy yet confident. “You lost. Zhang Jialiang was never a fool. You underestimated the state, and you underestimated us.”

The right time, the right place, and the right people.

Every aspect of this battle had been calculated.

Sheng An’s vision was blurred. She turned her head toward Qi Lingwu. There, her teammates were already rushing toward her, with Jiang Yu running and crying at the same time.

Sheng An’s smile widened.

Qi Dui-the lover she could trust with her life.

As expected.

They had won again.

The sky grew brighter, the horizon turning a pale pearly white as the sun prepared to rise.

“Sister Sheng!” Jiang Yu was sobbing like a total idiot.

She reached them and shoved the Aberrant’s corpse off Sheng An.

Ever since she started farming, her strength had increased significantly.

After tossing the Aberrant aside and seeing Sheng An covered in wounds, she couldn’t help but wail, “Waaaaah! Sister Sheng-”

Yu Feng’s mouth twitched. He hoisted her up and set her aside. “That’s enough. Sister Sheng is perfectly alive. Stop acting like you’re at a funeral.”

“What the hell do you know!” Ke Jiaxue wiped her tears and glared at him. “Sister Sheng was in so much danger just now! She almost died!”

“She wasn’t going to die.” Hao Jingye pushed up his glasses, his tone matter-of-fact. “From the moment this plan was drafted, this outcome was certain. This is your first mission, but it isn’t for Sister Sheng and Qi Dui.”

Though his voice was calm, he let out a long breath, his tense body finally relaxing.

That simple sentence left the new members like Jiang Yu and Ke Jiaxue stunned.

It was only at this moment that the past of Sheng An and Team 0 finally felt real to them.

This was their first time experiencing such a scene.

But who knew how many times Team 0 had gone through this?

Sheng An…

Had all her past missions been like this, with one foot always over the edge of death?

Long Tianyu, supported by Zhang Kun and Liu Yue, wore a complex expression.

He seemed to understand Qi Lingwu’s “calmness” from earlier. It wasn’t true calmness; it was a necessity. Sheng An trusted him, so he could not fail that trust.

Even if “Zhang Jialiang” hadn’t known about his Flash Step Ability, Sheng An likely wouldn’t have chosen him to be the one to deliver the killing blow.

Compared to Qi Lingwu…

Even having lived through the Apocalypse, he still needed to grow.

Teamwork.

These words were etched into the hearts of everyone in Group B at this moment, leaving a profound impression.

Long Tianyu looked at Qi Lingwu.

Sheng An looked at him too.

After the Aberrant fell, it took a long time for him to push himself up from the ground. Holding his gun, he walked very, very slowly, trailing behind the crowd.

But he didn’t stop.

He moved through the group, reached Sheng An, and knelt down.

He reached out, took Sheng An from Li Wanyun, and helped her sit up.

Sheng An gave him a faint smile.

Qi Lingwu didn’t say a word. He simply lowered his head slightly, resting his forehead against hers, feeling her warmth and confirming that she was still alive.
Sheng An reached out and gently patted Qi Lingwu’s damp back.

Qi Lingwu took a deep breath and slowly raised his head.

He helped Sheng An up, his voice raspy. “Let’s go back.”

Sheng An nodded.

Her gaze fell upon Zhang Jialiang’s body on the ground. She sighed silently. After resting for a moment, she had regained some strength; she leaned over and closed the corpse’s eyes.

Sheng An’s voice was soft. “Once the Research Institute is finished with their study, choose a sunny, south-facing cemetery and bury his body with his family.”

The one who had murdered and fought them was an Aberrant.

But the one they were burying was Zhang Jialiang.

Song Linwei nodded.

Vehicles were driven over-not just their own cars, but also two specialized medical vans.

Wan Yuan poked his head out. “Injured people onto the medical vans! Let’s hurry back; the higher-ups are waiting for a report!”

Li Wanyun supported Sheng An. Gu Qiansheng glanced at the unsteady Long Tianyu and hoisted him onto his back anyway, heading toward the medical van.

The remaining people’s injuries weren’t severe, so they weren’t in a rush for treatment.

Yu Feng and Liu Yue lifted Zhang Jialiang’s body.

Hao Jingye asked, “Qi Dui, what about this person? Send her to the police station? Or just leave her here?”

He was referring to the unlucky drunk woman on the ground.

The Aberrant had used her as a hostage, then tossed her aside when it went to grab Long Tianyu. She was fine, but she hadn’t woken up yet.

Before Qi Lingwu could speak, Sheng An suddenly stopped in her tracks. She looked back at the woman, frowning slightly.

“What’s wrong?” Li Wanyun asked, confused.

Sheng An murmured, “Something seems off…”

Ruan Zifeng’s brow had been knitted for a while. It was unclear what he had observed, but he looked conflicted and bewildered.

In the next instant, Ruan Zifeng’s pupils shrank.

He and Sheng An spoke almost simultaneously.

Sheng An: “Watch out!”

Ruan Zifeng: “There’s something wrong with her! Everyone, be careful!”

The moment they spoke, the sky-which had already begun to brighten-suddenly went pitch black. This darkness was different from the night; it was as if everyone had been plunged into an absolute void, unable to see anything, even losing a portion of their sensory perception.

In the darkness, Ruan Zifeng cried out in alarm, “She’s going for Team Leader Sheng! Watch out!!”

Sheng An was seriously injured; how could she dodge?!

Almost instinctively, Li Wanyun tried to protect Sheng An, but her head suddenly buzzed. The sudden darkness brought on a wave of vertigo, leaving her mind blank.

Long Tianyu immediately tried to activate his Flash Step Ability.

However-

His injuries were too severe. He stumbled the moment he tried to move and fell to the ground, unable to get back up.

Gu Qiansheng was also trying to activate his Supernatural Ability.

In the darkness, he didn’t know where the person was. He could only exert his Silence over a wide area, but doing so severely taxed his power. The darkness remained!

Gu Qiansheng gritted his teeth, once again feeling that his power was insufficient.

A faint, unusual sound echoed in the darkness.

Ruan Zifeng closed his eyes, his face pale as he shrieked, “Ah-she has a gun!”

Danger!

In that moment, the word flashed through everyone’s minds.

Sheng An’s nerves instantly tightened, and she drew her short blade.

Qi Lingwu’s hand clenched into a fist.

Almost by instinct, he raised his gun, but the absolute darkness made it impossible to judge direction. The “blackness” of this Supernatural Ability caused a loss of perception; he couldn’t find the target, let alone aim.

She was going to attack Sheng An!

This thought was like a giant hand suddenly seizing Qi Lingwu’s heart. His brain buzzed as despair and extreme frenzy seemed to ignite his mind in an instant.

His world changed.

Everything around him seemed to be restructuring. The entire world he “saw” had transformed, and his field of vision was expanding boundlessly.