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Chapter 367 - 243 Meng’s Spring and Autumn Annals_4

Chapter 367: Chapter 243 Meng’s Spring and Autumn Annals_4

"Who am I? I might be considered a witness of this space-time."

"Interesting assertion, so... what is your purpose?"

"I have no purpose, if there is one... perhaps it is merely to solicit the collective will of the remaining humans..."

"What do you mean?"

"If I were to give you an opportunity to strike back at the enemy using the lives of all the remaining people, would you be willing?"

"Strike back?" Chu Nan glanced back at the few hundred blood-covered warriors behind him, a hint of bitterness finally appearing in his eyes.

"If there were such an opportunity, I think I would be willing to offer up my soul!"

"I understand, thank you for your answer..."

...

The center of Su City was filled with ruins and dark red bloodstains.

A man in a trench coat wearing a white mask, hands in pockets, strolled through the city’s remains as if on a leisurely walk.

The wandering mutated madmen passed by, yet they seemed to completely ignore him, not one of them attacking.

"Can we talk?"

The voice coming from an audio system in a roadside store made the man in the trench coat pause.

He turned his head to look over, a profound surprise in his distinct black and white eyes.

"Who are you?"

"My name is Meng Lang, Meng as in Mengzi, Lang as in wandering the world.

You do not know me, but I know you, so... should I call you ’Singer’, or Zhao Ge?"

Under the mask, it was no longer just astonishment, but shock.

He glanced at the surveillance camera in the audio store, then slowly removed his mask to reveal a handsome face.

Time seemed to have left no trace on his face, just as young as the first time he saw him on TV.

"As expected of Zhao Ge, known as the ageless singer star, so... is this also part of your Racial Talent?"

"You seem to know quite a bit? And this should be completely impossible, so how did I end up exposed?"

Zhao Ge’s voice was calm, yet there was a compelling impulse that made one involuntarily trust him...

Yet I remained unmoved.

"It’s nothing much, if I hadn’t monitored you for a whole 25 years, even after the apocalypse, never once easing my tracking of you, I would have probably been deceived all my life."

"25 years?!" Zhao Ge was slightly stunned.

"I have answered your question, so it would be troublesome if you could answer one of mine. How exactly do you contact the so-called Listeners? Why can’t I ever detect your communication sound waves?"

A series of unbelievable questions seemed to make Zhao Ge somewhat freeze, and after a while, he suddenly laughed.

"It seems... you indeed know much of our secrets.

I never expected there to be such an interesting being among humans. Earth, truly is a fascinating place.

Of course, I can tell you the answers you seek, since... my mission is already complete."

I fell silent for a moment.

Zhao Ge smiled and said, "The reason is simple, just like your electrical signals have clear and encrypted codes, we also have two sets of communication systems."

"So you’re saying you use encrypted codes?"

"Correct. My singing voice uses musical notes to transmit messages. To you humans, a single note looks simple, but the Listeners can distinguish up to hundreds of meanings from its varying frequencies.

Like this... ah~ah ah ah~ah ah~"

The beautiful singing emanated from Zhao Ge’s throat, compelling people to immersively fall into it...

"I see!

The broadcast center in the Pacific is for open communication, but a more secret unit also has its own communication system.

This way, even if the open code is discovered, the encrypted code remains undetected.

You were probably transmitting intelligence while performing on stage or even during private practice..."

Tsk tsk! Who would have thought, a supreme star singer, would actually be a spy lurking among humans?"

"Hm?" Zhao Ge was truly shocked this time.

"Why are you unaffected?"

"Oh! I forgot to tell you, I use a voice changing software, your singing voice, no matter how beautiful, sounds to my ears like a scratchy, metallic noise."

"You... really surprise me!"

"You flatter me, after all, a saint, is hard to be defeated by the same trick twice.

Thank you for your response just now. So one last question, could you tell me... what is your purpose in annihilating mankind?"

I asked the soul-searching question in my heart.

Yet what followed was a period of silence.

"Don’t want to say? Never mind then, just enjoy the most spectacular fireworks show of the century!"

The next moment, countless plumes of smoke rose across the world!

At that moment, I saw astonishment in Zhao Ge’s eyes as he gazed far at the rising columns of smoke.

"Nuclear weapons, huh? Heh, it doesn’t seem like a bad ending..."

What disappointed me was, until endless light and heat engulfed Zhao Ge’s entire body, I never saw any terror in his expression, instead, there was a hint... of relief?

Could it be that the Night Demon Clan’s goal wasn’t to conquer a fresh, habitable planet at all?

Zhao Ge’s reaction made me feel as though my so-called Pyrrhic final move was hitting empty space.

I do not know whether this is right or wrong, but this was the only strike I could give to the Night Demon Clan...

I am a witness of this space-time and equally, a destroyer of this space-time.

The only ones who truly know me, are in the "Spring and Autumn Annals"!

Those who condemn me, are also only in the "Spring and Autumn Annals"!