I Am Extraordinary Alone
Chapter 174 - 172 I Don’t Even Trust the Dead

Chapter 174: Chapter 172 I Don’t Even Trust the Dead

The bearded old soldier took another careful look at Wei Tianyang, then ordered the newly dead soldiers to step back, while the departed souls in the corridor also gathered around, curiously sizing up Wei Tianyang.

"Who are you, and what brings you here?" the old soldier asked.

"I’m a war observer from the United Council, and I’m here to find a nuclear bomb that’s been sold off," Wei Tianyang said.

"Why do you assume we necessarily know anything about it?" the old soldier countered.

Wei Tianyang glanced around, noting that these soldiers had fought for their country and beliefs during their lifetimes and gathered here for the same reasons after death. There weren’t many killed by gunshots; most of them had died from explosions, which left them with terrible wounds, and very few had intact limbs.

"Many military matters, no matter how secret, still rely on living people to carry them out. That nuclear bomb was recently brought here; even if you all haven’t seen it, you might have caught some rumors related to it," Wei Tianyang continued.

"What are you referring to?" asked the old soldier.

"Which unit had personnel pulled from the frontlines? Which place had a group of foreigners arrive? Or what might have been moved from certain places? All this information has significance," said Wei Tianyang.

"Why should we help you?" the old soldier pressed.

"We’ve all been soldiers. We all know what a nuclear bomb can do to this land. It’s not just about the explosion; it would cause widespread radioactive dust, leaving the area unlivable for a century or two."

"You all claim this land is the eternal paradise promised to you by Rada Gan; surely you don’t want a nuclear explosion to happen here, do you?" Wei Tianyang pointed out.

"That’s your argument? You’ve misunderstood something. We dwell in the blessed land, but you, you’re still in the common world; we don’t need to worry about a nuclear bomb," the old soldier declared.

"You’re the one who’s misunderstood," Wei Tianyang said with a smile.

"Not only can he see, but he can also touch Niva," Pan Jie reminded him.

With these words, everyone around became alert.

"The superpower special forces, huh... different from those half-baked ones..." the old soldier seemed to be muttering to himself, but Wei Tianyang heard it.

"You and I, we share the same room. There’s no difference between so-called paradise and the common world. You’re dead, and I’m alive, but the boundary between life and death is actually quite vague, depending only on... how you define ’being alive.’ Look at yourselves, still in your military gear, with your bodily injuries unhealed, weapons still weighing heavily on you. You hide in this ruined building, deceiving yourselves while outside, the war continues. Where is Rada Gan? Why would He allow His people to slaughter each other on this borderland? As far as I’m concerned, He either doesn’t exist, or He’s an evil and cruel deity," Wei Tianyang said, still smiling.

"Don’t you dare insult Rada Gan!" Pan Jie shouted angrily, and all around him, others roared in agreement.

"Rada Gan is the only True God in the common world! He promised us eternal happiness! It’s because of that, we continue to exist even after dying in battle! We are the proof of His existence!" the old soldier yelled furiously.

"Rada Gan is in Azaha; I’ve seen Him. He truly exists, just like the scripture describes!" Niva declared.

"Before you died, did He ever listen to your prayers? Did He ever protect you?" Wei Tianyang asked solemnly.

At this question, all the departed souls fell silent.

"Let’s conduct an experiment, shall we? Since you’re His chosen ones, He naturally wouldn’t ignore your fates. Now, I’ll kill you one by one, and let’s see with the death of which one among you, He decides to come here?" proposed Wei Tianyang.

He extended his right hand, rolled up his sleeve, and unwrapped the bandage to reveal the pitch-black arm with a faint white glow.

"Wait a minute... who... where exactly did you come from?" the old soldier quickly asked.

Wei Tianyang did not pay attention to the old man; his crimson eyes scanned over the four departed souls, and then he clenched his right fist.

The figures of those four departed souls suddenly darkened and slowly lost their human shape, turning into a stream of black mist. Then with a whoosh, they went hurtling towards Wei Tianyang’s right arm, circling around his arm for a few seconds before being completely absorbed into his body.

Seeing this, the observing departed souls all raised their rifles and took aim at Wei Tianyang.

"Wait! We can provide information!" the old soldier urged.

Wei Tianyang still ignored him and turned to look at Niva and Pan Jie with a slight smile on his lips.

"No! No! Don’t!!" Pan Jie shielded Niva behind him.

The surrounding departed souls pulled their triggers, but no bullets flew out, only the sound of futile hammer strikes clicking in the chambers.

"We’ll give you information! Stop!" the old soldier climbed down from the table, kneeling on both knees, prostrating himself in front of Wei Tianyang.

The dead around him also discarded their weapons, prostrating themselves, kneeling toward him.

Wei Tianyang stopped his actions and said, "So, speak, what do you all know about the nuclear bomb?"

The veteran said, "We have no knowledge whatsoever about the nuclear bomb."

"Then you have no value in existing," Wei Tianyang said coldly.

"But wait... we have another piece of intelligence to offer," the veteran said.

"I just heard you mention, a half-finished product?" Wei Tianyang said.

"That’s a special task force... from Azaha, our Yixu’s military has always been harassed by them," the veteran said.

A dead from Azaha then added, "They are our secret army, referred to within the military as ’Beauties and the Beasts.’ They have superpowers, just like you, and specialize in secret missions."

"What do they have to do with the nuclear bomb?" Wei Tianyang asked.

"That unit, two weeks ago, accompanied a truck convoy to the northwest part of Azaha. The convoy was provided by the company I belonged to, so... I know about this," the dead from Azaha said.

"So... if a nuclear warhead really did change hands on this land, Azaha could only send them to receive it," the veteran said.

"Does your Azaha also have pharmaceutical companies?" Wei Tianyang continued to ask.

"No... Yixu has completely blocked us, it’s impossible for pharmaceutical companies to come in. If not for Lord Rada Gan, we wouldn’t have had the funds to purchase weapons and equipment," the dead from Azaha replied.

"Your Lord Rada Gan, if I’m not mistaken, is just a superpower special forces unit, isn’t it? Black Medicine doesn’t just appear out of thin air; where did you get the Black Medicine from?" Wei Tianyang said.

"About a year ago, I heard that a professor from the Sethiyan Federation came to our place, I guess it has something to do with him," the dead from Azaha said.

"What’s the professor’s name? Is it Spencer?" Wei Tianyang asked.

The dead shook his head and said, "I’m just a soldier, a lot of information is just hearsay, I haven’t seen the professor myself. As for Lord Rada Gan... He must be the True God incarnate!"

"If He were the True God, why wouldn’t He help you end the war then?" Wei Tianyang said with a laugh.

The dead did not respond, and Wei Tianyang had no desire to persuade him. Believers have their own set of logic to follow; they would ignore the facts, evade all evidence, and use strange thinking to defend their own beliefs.

After all, he had obtained the information he wanted, not only a lead on the nuclear warhead but also insights about Spencer. Neither Azaha nor Yixu had superpower special forces, and the source of Black Medicine might be the Heavenly Falling Objects that washed ashore years ago, and the only one capable of making Black Medicine was Spencer.

Behind an authentic superpower special forces unit were hundreds of dead Medicine People and a few half-finished products. The so-called Beauties and the Beasts of Azaha were nothing but by-products of Rada Gan’s creation.

Although he only knew the rough area, it was enough. Wei Tianyang decided to set off immediately, but before leaving, he had one more thing to do.

"You can go, we won’t threaten you, and there’s no need for you to be our enemy," the veteran said.

Wei Tianyang sighed and said in a deep voice, "In Chicken Snake Country, I knew a group of dead like you, who fought for their country and died in a hotel. I got along well with them..."

The veteran looked up, and upon hearing Wei Tianyang say this, his expression eased slightly, "Ah... could it be... that there is more than just this eternal paradise?"

"There is no eternal paradise. Only a living Hell," Wei Tianyang said.

He raised his right hand, the lines on it flickered with a pale white light again.

The veteran was stunned and quickly said, "What are you... going to do? We gave you information!"

"I used to get along well with those dead, but they taught me a lesson," Wei Tianyang said with a smile, clenching his right fist.

Then, all the dead in the entire building lost their shapes. They cried and howled, turning into streams of black gas, flying towards Wei Tianyang. Those closest to him couldn’t even make a sound before being sucked into his right arm.

"In this world, even the dead can’t be trusted!" Wei Tianyang snarled.

All fell silent; the candles in the building went out, leaving it empty, with no more human presence.

Wei Tianyang slowly walked out of the building, opened his right hand, and spat out the AK47 that was hidden in his right arm.

The skeletal magazine had been upgraded to a large drum magazine, and on it were all faces in pain and sorrow.