Published: March 2, 2025
“Uncle Number Three! Uncle Number Three!”
The sorrowful cries echoed from afar, and at this moment, Gul was holding the charred body of "Uncle Number Three," tears and snot streaming down his face.
He didn’t even notice that the long-range strikes in the distance had already ceased, nor did he perceive Lei’s arrival.
So, when Lei approached and grabbed Wen Yu’s body, Gul immediately glared at Lei like a protective little beast, clutching tightly to Uncle Number Three’s body.
From the emotional display alone, it seemed that this operation had achieved its purpose.
“There’s still hope.”
Lei said this as he took out a bottle of healing potion from his Spatial Ring. He controlled the clawing and scratching Gul with one hand while using the other to shove the healing potion into Wen Yu’s mouth.
The potion, meant for level eight professionals, worked wonders on the level three "Uncle Number Three." With the sound of dead skin popping, in just a moment, the horrendous burns on Uncle Number Three disappeared without a trace.
“Wuu…”
A low and weak gasp escaped from Uncle Number Three’s mouth. After a moment, when he opened his eyes, what he saw was Gul’s tear-streaked little face.
“Uncle Number Three… Wuwuwu, I’m so glad you’re not dead… Wuwuwu…”
Gul buried his little face in Wen Yu’s chest, while Wen Yu gently stroked Uncle Number Three’s head, saying comforting words like, “Alright, alright, don’t cry.”
Watching the two’s heartfelt display, Lei sighed after a while.
At this moment, he truly felt a bit sorry for Gul, this little demonic spawn.
…
The complete destruction of five thousand ancient demons was undoubtedly a colossal blow to the resistance army, which had just “gotten on track.”
Once the complex emotions of sadness and excitement faded, Gul felt a sense of bewilderment, as if he couldn’t fathom how to realize his grand blueprint with just a few small fish left.
Until Wen Yu spoke.
“First, go to continent block 01864 in Area Three. As long as you’re alive, there will always be hope.”
Hearing Wen Yu’s comforting words, Gul looked up at Uncle Number Three in confusion.
The warm smile seemed to dissipate the gloom in Gul’s heart. He remained silent for a moment before breaking into a smile.
“I understand.”
“This time it was my fault. When I reached the mothership in Area Three, they had already discovered your existence. We can only say the target was too big; we miscalculated this time.”
Lei also took responsibility for the situation, and to be honest, his words provided Gul with a bit of psychological comfort.
“By the way, where’s Marquez?”
When Gul mentioned Marquez, he didn’t notice the twitch at the corner of Lei's mouth, and Lei forced a smile as he explained to Gul.
“He went to deal with the Void Fleet in Area Three. Forget about him for now. Since the situation has already occurred, we should think about solutions.”
“The biggest problem we face now is the lack of manpower.”
While the three of them traversed the void, Wen Yu and Lei provided Gul with suggestions.
“But for the manpower issue, I believe Lord Lei should have a way to solve it, right?”
“Exactly. There are indeed too many demonic clan members wandering around in Area Three, and I can get a Void ship. Small-scale personnel transport is not difficult for me.”
“Little by little, the manpower issue can be gradually resolved over time.”
“Well then, if the manpower issue is resolved, the supply issue can also be solved. As long as we reach continent block 01864 in Area Three, everything will be back on track.”
Wen Yu summarized this, then gently patted Gul’s head.
This was Wen Yu’s way of conveying the message, “With me here, everything will be fine.”
And after experiencing Uncle Number Three’s selfless rescue, Gul also showed great trust in Wen Yu.
“I’ll need Uncle Number Three’s help with these matters.”
Wen Yu replied with a smile.