Sitting on the cross-border trading group, the country is chasing after it

When Gu Dongfeng knew that he had a chance to go back, he was really willing to exchange all his property for it. He wanted so badly to leave this horrible war era!

Of course, when Gu Dongfeng confessed to Jiang Ruchu, he did not tell her all his experiences, but selectively concealed many things. In fact, he was a little afraid of being looked down upon by Jiang Ruchu and other group members, being accused of being a coward, and therefore not getting any help.

Gu Dongfeng thought he had concealed it well, but Jiang Ruochu discovered clues from his hesitant description, and even Ye Sha noticed that something was wrong.

Ye Sha frowned: "Did he hide a lot of things?"

"Yeah." Jiang Ruochu nodded. "I guess he was afraid of death and wanted to run away, but he felt it was shameful to speak it out and was worried about being blamed by us, so when he described what happened after he traveled through time, his words were obviously inconsistent."

"Of course, you can't expect an ordinary person who is going through a life-and-death catastrophe to maintain good language logic."

Jiang Ruochu understood Gu Dongfeng's concerns, but she felt that Gu Dongfeng was overthinking. To be honest, given Gu Dongfeng's current situation, if he wanted to save the country and the people, Jiang Ruochu would help him with all her strength and even praise him as a hero, but if he wanted to survive, Jiang Ruochu had no right or position to blame him.

She has no interest in being a keyboard warrior.

"Oh..." Ye Sha asked Jiang Ruochu curiously, "Are you afraid of death too?"

"Of course I'm afraid!" Jiang Ruochu patted Ye Sha's shoulder, "You must protect me well, Lord Demon."

Ye Sha stared at Jiang Ruochu for a few seconds, then snorted, "Sometimes you are the Lord, sometimes you are the Demon Lord, it's obvious that you are not sincere at all."

Jiang Ruochu sighed. It was becoming increasingly difficult to fool Heidan.

She checked the flights to Yanhai City and found that the earliest flight was tomorrow at noon.

Jiang Ruochu now understood why rich people liked to have private jets. It was probably because they wanted to be able to set off at any time.

Ye Sha saw that Jiang Ruochu was anxious, so he suggested, "I can take you there by flying."

Jiang Ruochu looked at him in surprise: "You can fly now?"

Ye Sha said proudly: "Of course, demons who have cultivated to a certain level can fly."

Jiang Ruochu looked at his beaming face and had something extremely unrighteous in her mind, but she didn't dare to say it out loud. She thought that if the human-shaped Yesha had a tail, it would probably have reached up to the sky.

"Do you want it?" Ye Sha probably really wanted to show off his flying ability, so he asked again.

If there were no surveillance in this world, Jiang Ruochu would probably have agreed.

"Thanks, but if you take me flying in the sky, we might be mistaken for a UFO and shot down. Forget it."

"Be careful when you fly by yourself, don't get caught."

Yesha couldn't spread his feathers like a peacock and uttered a "hmm" in disappointment.

"How long do you have until you can master the art of soul summoning?"

"It may take one year at the fastest, or two to three years at the slowest." Ye Sha glanced at her and touched his nose. "This matter cannot be rushed. I am considered a very fast cultivator."

Jiang Ruochu nodded. She had heard from Zhong Zhen that in the world of immortal cultivation, to reach the level of using the soul-calling technique, it would take at least a hundred years at the fastest, unless one was a genius who could achieve great success in just a few decades. Most immortal cultivators might not be able to reach such a level in their entire lives.

In comparison, Yesha had the advantage of time, place and people, so his cultivation speed was already very fast.

Jiang Ruochu prayed: "If my father really traveled through time, I just hope he doesn't go to such a dangerous world."

Then as long as she continues to complete the task, maybe she can reunite with her father in the group.

Ye Sha stared at Jiang Ruochu in silence. Seeing her so worried about her relatives, he was touched for some reason, so he subconsciously answered, "Yes."

Jiang Ruochu was stunned when he heard this, then smiled and said jokingly: "Oh, our big devil knows how to comfort people."

Ye Sha was speechless. In just half an hour, he received a lot of teasing names.

This should obviously be an infuriating thing, but when he faced the smiling Jiang Ruchu, he actually felt a little embarrassed.

Ye Sha's ears moved flexibly like a cat's ears, and he quickly changed the subject: "Are you not going to exchange things with Gu Dongfeng, so you start working for him?"

Jiang Ruochu said softly: "Don't worry, wait until he thinks it through, then he will know what to change."

In another world, Gu Dongfeng continued to dig the ruins, looking for useful supplies.

After the chaos caused by the bombing subsided, people with healthy hands and feet, regardless of age or gender, began to clean up the rubble. Some of them dug out their relatives, some dug out their friends, and some dug out their neighbors.

Gu Dongfeng could hear people crying every day. The more he listened, the sadder he felt. He didn't know which would come first, death or returning home.

However, going on like this every day was not a solution, so Gu Dongfeng joined the International Red Cross rescue operation.

He was young, not seriously injured, and literate, which allowed him to work as a doctor's assistant.

Every time he helped treat the wounded, they would pull him aside to thank him profusely.

In fact, he is not that noble. He just goes to help so that he can eat clean food.

When he was busy and tired, he would sleep in the corridor, on the floor, or on a chair. He didn't have to worry about sleeping uncomfortable in these places because he could fall asleep just by lying down - beds were too luxurious and were only available to the wounded.

This was unimaginable to him before. He was very picky about his bed and pillow, and would not be able to sleep all night if he was not satisfied with them.

One day, the people in charge of excavation outside brought in another batch of corpses. Their faces had been deformed by the wall bricks, and their limbs were missing. Gu Dongfeng could only judge from their clothes that they were his classmates.

Gu Dongfeng glanced over again and saw the bodies of his classmates all over the ground.

His body swayed, his mind went blank, and he almost fainted on the ground.

The original owner's emotions and memories seemed to be affecting him.

Gu Dongfeng was silent for a long time, then wiped his tears silently and continued to take care of other wounded people.

While helping, Gu Dongfeng heard other people chatting. Now the international community and people from all walks of life are condemning the indiscriminate bombing of the islanders and denouncing it as a shameless act.

“So many people are speaking up for us. Does this mean we are saved?”

"These bastards are worse than animals. Let's see how they can stand in the international community in the future."

At this time, many people still hope for rescue from the outside world.

Although Gu Dongfeng lived a happy and free life before traveling through time, and he turned a deaf ear to what was happening outside and had no interest in international news, he still knew one thing.

Whoever has the stronger fist is the boss.

Condemnation and morality are all empty talk.

Gu Dongfeng worked silently for a week and finally saved enough money to buy a boat ticket to the beautiful country.

He resigned from the International Red Cross, and the doctors and the priest who came to help were a little puzzled.

"Dongfeng, it's very chaotic outside right now. It's safest for you to stay here."

"And there are very few people like you who can read and speak a little English." The implication is that Gu Dongfeng can be of great help.

Gu Dongfeng also knew that it was very dangerous outside, but no risk, no gain. No one knew what would happen here in the future. It was safest to flee abroad. He gritted his teeth and said, "I want to go back to find my relatives."

Gu Dongfeng didn't lie, it was just that his relatives were in the distant modern world.

After hearing this, the doctor and the priest stopped persuading him and instead hugged him and wished him a safe journey.

When the doctor and the priest were about to go back to work, Gu Dongfeng suddenly called the priest.

"Father, you are not Chinese, why...why are you still staying here?"

The priest made the sign of the cross on his chest: "God loves the world, and it has nothing to do with nationality."

"God will bless you. You are a kind and brave child. Go and reunite with your family." After the priest said this, he followed the doctor's footsteps and walked into the crowd against the flow.

At this time, the sound of planes flying over the sky could be heard from time to time.

Everyone instinctively squatted down and hugged their heads.

The same thing happened to Gu Dongfeng. He held his head and hunched his shoulders, praying that it wasn't a bomb.

Fortunately, it wasn’t a bomb.

He breathed a sigh of relief, raised his eyes and stared blankly at the busy backs of the doctor and the priest. He felt very guilty and felt that he was not brave at all.

He has no lofty ambitions or ideals. At most, he can lend a hand to the doctors. He would never dare to go to the battlefield.