Slayer of Gods: I lied; I became the agent of the Nine Gods.

Yuan Gang arranged for Lin Qiye and the other strong young men to split into lines and enter the area they were going to explore.

A small number of girls who lacked the physical strength stayed behind to arrange for the wounded soldiers sent down from the front lines.

"We, the soldiers of Great Xia, should be fearless in the face of death!"

Where we are! We must bring safety and steadfastness!

"With the soldiers of Great Xia here, even Death itself must yield to us!"

"Did you hear everything?"

Countless voices echoed through the sky at the foot of the vast mountains:

"The soldiers of Great Xia are here! Death, retreat! Those who survive—will live!!!"

The instructors looked at the group of new recruits they had trained and revealed the only smiles they had shown during this disaster: "Alright!!! Then, let's go!"

Once everything was arranged, the crowd in front of the large truck, which had been packed with people, immediately dispersed.

Lu Yu also started moving.

She walked directly to a villager whose lower body was covered in blood and gore, and looked at the elderly man whose consciousness was already somewhat blurred, and for a moment she felt a little dazed.

"Young ladies...you must be soldiers of the country, right?"

The old man's eyes were half-closed, and he seemed to be in a daze as if he was about to faint.

"I... don't worry about us old folks, please, please save my son and daughter-in-law..."

"It doesn't matter whether I live or die. They're young and can live a few more years. I don't need it..."

He pointed tremblingly to the darkness, which was like a monstrous beast from the abyss, swallowing up half a lifetime of happiness for these peaceful and contented people in the blink of an eye.

Lu Yu pursed her lips and shook her head, saying:

"Grandpa, don't worry..."

She looked up towards the mountains, her eyes firm and resolute, as if she had already made her decision.

"My companions will bring them out!"

The vast and mighty Xia Dynasty, the ancient rivers and lakes;

Like the rising sun, like the constant moon;

We, the youth, each stroke of our pen, each line of our character, are the backbone of our nation;

We will never fall before the people.

At that time —

The girl lowered her eyes.

Whether they survived or their bodies...

I will return them to you...

At this moment, Lu Yu suddenly understood a trace of Nuwa's emotion back then...

On that devastated land, it was the common people who were hurt, the very beings she wanted to protect...

How could she possibly remain so calm and composed?

Lu Yu shouted to his companions, "Gather the seriously wounded here! Lay them out in order of the severity of their wounds! Form a circle!"

She looked at her somewhat dazed companion and said in a low, hoarse voice, "Let's speed things up and wait for the others to come back so we can make some space."

After the injured were placed according to Lu Yu's instructions, Lu Yu's tense expression relaxed somewhat, and she squatted down to comfort the anxious old man:

"Grandpa...you must live on and see your children come home..."

She pressed her hands against the muddy ground, removing the "no limits" and letting the wet soil stain her hands.

She wants these people to be well.

This is the only thing she can do now.

A faint, warm, sun-like glow emanated from Lu Yu in a circular pattern, spreading outwards.

"[All things are reborn] ———"

The girl's slightly hoarse voice rang out in the open space.

The warm light shone brightly in the night, making everyone's eyes sting.

But they were unwilling to close their eyes and hide for even a moment.

The light shone on the injured person and fell onto the soil below.

In that instant, greenery sprouted and all things came back to life.

The severed torso was regrowing new flesh and bones at a visible speed. The wounds, contaminated by mud, were itchy and healed completely in just a few breaths, as if the pain had never been experienced at all.

If it weren't for the blood-stained clothes on their bodies, they would have really thought it was all just a dream...

only……

As the old man looked at his legs that had grown back, life and strength returned to him, and the warmth he had regained filled his body once more. He couldn't help but shed tears.

"It's not a dream..."

This is not a dream...

Everyone was in tears.

Even though rain occasionally slants into this sheltered place, they don't want to blink.

They saw flowers blooming amidst the ruins...

That was their miracle.

……