Chapter Thirty-Four: The Small Town

After leaving the fortress and reaching a safe place, Wu Jue and Xiao Yang finally stopped, set down by Ter the Mirror Knight.

Both of them marveled at Ter’s extraordinary abilities—he possessed skills akin to traversing at the speed of light.

“You claim to be a Mirror Knight; do you have powers that reflect light like a mirror?” Xiao Yang, quick to respond, immediately voiced his doubt.

Ter the Mirror Knight gave a cold laugh. “We Mirror Knights are called by the Divine Mirror and granted special powers, charged with the mission of maintaining peace in the universe. Humanity has yet to witness much of what we can do.”

Wu Jue smiled faintly, while Xiao Yang felt some irritation at Ter’s arrogance, but he did not wish to argue with him at this moment.

He then took out his miniature tablet and checked the backdoor program he had transmitted to the fortress earlier. As expected, it had successfully infiltrated.

He nodded and said, “Master, it’s done. Let’s prepare to head to the town and join the others.”

Wu Jue agreed, “Ter, we’re going to seek refuge. Will you come with us?”

Ter was noncommittal. “My primary task is to eliminate the Tianzhu Clan, not to rest and recuperate, so I can’t join you. Next, I have to confront them. I wish you luck.”

Wu Jue couldn’t help but smile. He had seen Ter’s prowess, but such overconfidence—how could he be captured by the Tianzhu Clan?

Xiao Yang laughed, “You’re going to take on the Tianzhu Clan’s fortress by yourself? That’s truly remarkable. Forgive us for not accompanying you. Farewell.”

He pulled Wu Jue to leave, but Ter appeared oblivious to the sarcasm. He looked up at the sky and murmured to himself, “Scanning: light attenuation at eighty-five percent, unable to replenish mirror energy, must relocate.”

He then took out an octagonal bronze mirror from his chest, angled it toward the sun, and reflected its light to a spot ahead. “Target: fifty miles directly ahead. Sunshine Town is suitable for replenishment. Mission updated.”

Xiao Yang realized that Ter would be traveling with them after all. He joked, “You’re quick to adapt, Mirror Knight. How fickle you are!”

Wu Jue frowned, crouched to listen for movement, then said, “This is bad. Zombies might be following us. Let’s go now.”

Ter immediately dashed ahead, with Wu Jue and Xiao Yang following, not to be outdone—Wu Jue with his flying wheel, Xiao Yang using his armor’s running system—both chasing Ter toward the idyllic Sunshine Town.

Halfway there, they decided it was easier to commandeer a car, pushed it to its limits, and raced Ter. What should have been over an hour’s journey was completed in just forty minutes.

Unfortunately, the car was utterly wrecked by the time they arrived; it was billowing white smoke, and the seats were scorching.

The two stepped out, coughing on the smoke, when they heard a cheerful voice ahead, “Master, Xiao Yang, you’ve finally arrived. Everyone was so worried about you.”

Looking up, they saw Xiao Han, An Yi, and Xun’er, accompanied by several unfamiliar faces approaching.

“Hello, I’m the mayor here. Welcome to our community,” said a kindly middle-aged woman, extending her hand.

Wu Jue did not shake her hand, instead pressing his palms together in a Buddhist gesture, “Blessings, blessings. We are many; forgive us for the disturbance.”

Xiao Yang laughed, “The master is devoted to Buddhism, and he doesn’t shake hands with women. Allow me.” He shook the mayor’s hand, noting its smoothness—her skin was far younger than her age suggested.

The mayor smiled, “You’re too polite, Master. We’ve heard of your deeds—it was you who saved so many during the crisis. You are the heroes of this city. But now, you’re safe here. You can rest and recover.”

The woman led them inside, glancing at Ter, who had arrived earlier. “Is he your friend? He was here before you.”

Wu Jue smiled, “In a way. He may not stay long. Please welcome him as well.”

The mayor readily agreed, ushering everyone into the town.

Once inside, Wu Jue realized this place truly was a paradise—the streets and buildings intact, the townsfolk seemingly oblivious to the crisis outside, living as normal.

People passed by, greeting one another with warm smiles. Wu Jue noticed every face radiated a gentle happiness.

Even Xiao Yang was amazed; such peace was unimaginable in this apocalypse. He couldn’t help but ask, “When the apocalypse broke out, weren’t you affected?”

The mayor hushed him, “Please don’t mention such things aloud. I don’t want the townspeople disturbed. You see, generations have lived here, few ever leave. I don’t wish to shatter their dreams.”

Wu Jue immediately understood—the townsfolk knew nothing of the outside world’s dangers. He could tell from Xiao Han and An Yi’s expressions as well.

This left him uneasy; it seemed wrong. The threat of the Tianzhu Clan remained, and no one knew when it might invade. If it did, what would happen to these unsuspecting people?

He looked around, seeing no signs of defensive barriers. Perhaps the town’s unique location gave them this advantage—they had skirted half a mountainside to arrive.

Maybe the mayor relied on this to feel so secure.

At this point, he encountered some companions who had arrived earlier. They thanked him, but were even more grateful to the mayor.

She was attentive, asking if they needed anything and encouraging them to report any requests.

Yet Wu Jue noticed Xun’er was absent—was the girl off causing trouble again?

As he hesitated, the mayor informed him their accommodations were ready, alongside the earlier arrivals.

The guest quarters comprised three or four-story buildings, fully equipped with water and electricity—the town had its own power supply.

Wu Jue expressed his deep gratitude; in this apocalypse, finding such a place to rest was rare. He was sincerely thankful.

Xiao Yang was more concerned about their treatment. They couldn’t freeload, so he offered to go out searching for resources to repay their hosts.

The mayor smiled, “That’s not for me alone to decide. The town council will choose who goes out to gather supplies. Don’t worry, guests are always treated as honored here.”

After the mayor left, Wu Jue settled into his spacious room, sitting cross-legged on the bed, feeling a comfort he had not known for ages.

Since arriving in this world, he had been constantly fleeing, but only today did he truly enjoy a moment’s peace.

He could now understand why newcomers became so reliant on this place. Perhaps it was the atmosphere—Wu Jue himself felt the urge to stay, but as soon as the thought arose, Huron’s voice in his mind warned, “Wu Jue, don’t be deceived. This town is not simple; its people are strange. You must not lose your resolve—you have many goals yet to achieve. Lose your fighting spirit, and you’ll never become a true warrior.”

Wu Jue was startled, realizing he had nearly strayed from his path.

He broke out in a cold sweat, stood by the window, and gazed out over the town, a trace of unease stirring deep within.

End of Chapter Thirty-Four: Apocalypse Divine Warrior—Town Updates Complete.