One Hundred and Fifteenth Chapter: Twisted X and X Chaos

Last night, after returning to the prisoner of war camp, Lin Feirui had returned to normal.

She felt ashamed of how she had behaved in front of him. The way she had cried must have looked truly unsightly.

However, one must still persist in what one believes in. Preserving Wuzhou meant that she remained independent and had a future. If she were to be swayed by his seemingly attractive plans and conditions and surrender, the future could become quite dangerous.

With such thoughts in mind, she had many strange dreams after falling asleep—involving various intimate scenarios with Wang Luo (the kind of stuff she frequently played out in her mind).

In most of the dreams, she was the victorious one. Sometimes, the plot featured her previous blood-rain tactics combined with the charge of Han dynasty cavalry, allowing her to defeat the revolutionary army early on; sometimes, she entered the scenario without any movement-restriction items, directly crushing the Yellow Turban army and capturing Wang Luo; on one occasion, she convinced all her subordinates right before the final decisive battle.

Yet in this particular dream, the ending remained defeat.

The moment that disastrous defeat arrived in her dream, she woke up. It was five o'clock in the morning.

It seemed that the psychological trauma left by her previous failure was severe... She closed her eyes and chose not to fall back asleep.

After breakfast, arranged by the revolutionary army soldiers, she led the members of Wuzhou to the entrance of the encampment.

It was a magnificent spectacle. Tens of thousands of troops bathed in the morning sunlight, with fluttering banners and gleaming armor. The soldiers were high-spirited and murderous.

They were no longer a mere mob. Tempered by this period of rigorous training, they had been forged into a war machine built for slaughter.

Despite having experienced numerous battlefields within the realm, this scene still excited her immensely.

Behind her, Red Electricity stood there with his usual expressionless face. When she glanced in his direction, he appeared very respectful—even though Dart and the others had already gathered behind him, loosely forming another faction, he still maintained that demeanor.

Hua Kai wore a troubled look on her face; perhaps they had already talked. There was nothing to be done for now. Yet, if they encountered each other in future scenarios, she wouldn't hold back...

A moment later, Wang Luo appeared. He brought twenty-odd attendants, all clad in white robes and mounted on silver horses—generously left behind for them by the Han army. He hadn't changed at all, still wearing that expression of plotting some scheme or conspiracy.

Would he have any thoughts about yesterday's events? Had he discovered some new weakness?

She was unwilling to ponder it.

When Wang Luo approached and reached out to touch her chin, she briefly recalled the contents of last night's dream.

What was he trying to do? She recoiled backward. Interested in me? Then why did you make me go back yesterday?

Hua Kai and the others stepped in front of her to block him. What would he do? Kill them?! For my sake?

If she were willing to cede her team to him, joining his faction might actually be negotiable~

After a long while, nothing happened. Glancing left and right, she realized that he had taken Zhou Suyan away instead.

For a moment, a turbulent mix of emotions surged within her heart.

Relief, loss, disdain, envy, detachment... Countless feelings intertwined inside her, leaving her unsure of what she was truly feeling.

After being rejected by her, he was now holding Zhou Suyan's hand, riding side by side with that woman. Wherever his procession passed, soldiers raised their weapons aloft and chanted slogans in unison.

At that instant, her body trembled slightly.

This was the allure of power. That single gesture of his had involuntarily sparked numerous thoughts in her mind—as long as she wished it, the person walking by his side could be her.

"Do I want him? No. That man is plain-looking, utterly dull in conversation, and always fond of lecturing people with grand principles."

...But he could win. In this cruel realm, was there anything more valuable than that? At this moment, he shone as brilliantly as the sun in the sky.

The surrounding soldiers looked at him with gazes full of reverence and devotion. At a single word from him, these men would obey unconditionally, brandishing swords to slaughter the enemy and secure victory after victory...

No, this was useless. Upon returning to the realm, everything would turn to nothingness. In the next scenario, he would start from the exact same baseline as everyone else and would have to rebuild from scratch.

He was different from the others... In this scenario, he had already reaped sufficient rewards. If he were to form a large faction according to that plan of his, he could succeed in most scenarios.

The procession at the camp entrance began gathering toward the high platform. From there, one could see much more clearly...

Zhou Suyan was smiling.

"She must be so smug!" A wave of fury surged from the bottom of her heart. "In that position! You fool! Do you think the soldiers are cheering for you? No, it's for him! You're merely an attached bonus!"

"Once this campaign ends, you'll still be nothing more than a nanny. If you're willing, continue staying by his side afterward. Cooking, washing clothes—that's all you're ever good for!"

She complained and cursed inwardly, only to feel immediately that such thoughts weren't quite right.

After all, Zhou Suyan was her subordinate. Though Wang Luo had waived the requirement for her to pay universal points, she had still chosen to return to the team and cooperate with Hua Kai.

Yet, couldn't she wipe that smug look off her face?

Seeing Zhou Suyan's smile, Lin Feirui genuinely felt she was losing control of her emotions.

"Do I want him?" she asked herself.

If not, what was this pain? What was this longing?

"No, joining his new team means I have lost. He will not submit to me, nor will I ever bow to a man."

"Once we weather through the remaining time, everything will be resolved. I, and Wuzhou, will continue our adventures. The next match, we will win! A single scenario is enough to restore my strength to its previous level."

Another cheer erupted. Wang Luo and his entourage began ascending the high platform.

"When that time comes, we shall settle the score once and for all!" Lin Feirui looked upward.

He was still holding Zhou Suyan's hand.

Lin Feirui's heart was being repeatedly torn apart. She desperately sought various reasons to convince herself otherwise. Yet the surrounding cheers made her involuntarily excited, while seeing Zhou Suyan stay by Wang Luo's side made it increasingly unbearable.

She could not comprehend the ceaseless influx of conflicting emotions—sometimes joyful, sometimes vexed, sometimes envious, sometimes resentful—surging within her, and could only attribute them to love.

Until Zhou Suyan began bestowing medals upon the officers, and those officers treated her with the deep reverence typically reserved for Wang Luo's wife, this fluctuating emotional storm finally reached a threshold.

In her perception, Zhou Suyan had somehow robbed her of something. It ought to have been her standing on that stage, awarding medals to these officers—those men treating her with utmost respect while she bestowed honor and status upon them. And then, countless soldiers would cheer for her like roaring waves, expressing their absolute loyalty...

This was treatment she had never once received through all her previous victories.

Indeed, she was merely a contractor. While she could cooperate with a faction to achieve victory in numerous battlefield scenarios, the victors never truly followed her commands, nor did they respect her.

The only ones who obeyed her were the members of Wuzhou, a tiny circle of people around her. Their numbers were too small, and while they treated her respectfully, it had never reached the scale and effect witnessed today.

Previously, she had never seen anyone else achieve such a feat within a scenario. If his plan could succeed, and if she were standing by his side at that time...

Watching Wang Luo step forward again to speak with Zhou Suyan and clasp her hand, Lin Feirui finally made her decision.