He raised his head and once again locked eyes with his reflection in the mirror!
At this moment, the emotions in both Tang Ye’s eyes, both in and out of the mirror, were very resolute. He slightly opened his mouth and said again, "I am not Li Henian."
After uttering those few words, Tang Ye fell silent for a while as the memories in his mind deepened a bit more. About two or three seconds later, he opened his mouth and said:
"I am not Li Henian, my name is..."
Just as he was about to say his own name, Tang Ye frowned. For some reason, he felt his name was incredibly distant, as if it didn’t quite fit him, almost like it lingered in a certain place, a very far place. Not unfamiliar, just distant—the sense of distance made him feel as though it spanned several astronomical units.
Tang Ye found this feeling unbelievable. Why would he feel this way?
His name seemed to have stayed in the second before the Apocalypse comes, since then he had rarely heard anyone call his name, and so he felt a sense of detachment from it.
"Could my name actually be Li Henian?"
Tang Ye had this illusion but quickly shook his head. The name Tang Ye indeed had an indescribable sense of distance for him, but the name Li Henian made him lose his sense of reality.
Because Tang Ye knew for sure that Li Henian was not his name, even though he could freely use it, it was not his true name.
"Ah, forget it. I am me, not someone else."
Tang Ye shook his head, shifted his gaze away from his reflection in the mirror, and turned to walk out of the bathroom.
Thump thump~
At this moment, there was another knock on the door, drawing Tang Ye’s attention. This time, he was not as wary as when Jiang Chentong had come in before but instead asked directly, "Who is it?"
There was an immediate reply from outside, "Marshal, I’m here with your meal."
The voice outside sounded like that of a woman, mature in tone. Its owner was probably a woman in her thirties, not matching Li Qingtian. Tang Ye didn’t suspect anything, he approached the door, and peered through the peephole to see, indeed, a woman in her late thirties standing outside.
Tang Ye recognized the voice; it belonged to a logistics member of the Peace Party, who delivered meals to him punctually three times a day.
Click~
Tang Ye opened the door, and the woman outside bowed respectfully upon seeing him and then placed the food from the trolley in front of Tang Ye.
"Okay."
Tang Ye nodded, took the meal box containing food from the woman’s hand, and opened it to see two meat dishes, one vegetable, plus rice. Such food wasn’t a luxury before the Apocalypse but just an ordinary meal. However, in the post-apocalyptic world, it was undoubtedly an extremely luxurious meal—one that many people hadn’t seen since the start of the Apocalypse.
"Marshal, I’ll take my leave now."
"Go ahead."
Tang Ye waved his hand casually, the other party nodded, and turned around to leave with the trolley. But the next second, an earth-shattering boom erupted!
Boom!
"Ah!"
The meal delivering woman screamed and crouched to the ground. Tang Ye was startled and quickly responded, turning his head to look at the house. Outside the window, a tumultuously glaring fireball rolled, visible even in daylight. The sky was littered with debris from countless buildings, and noise quickly began to rise from below.
"Enemy attack, enemy attack! All combat units, follow me!"
"What’s going on?" Tang Ye murmured in confusion, then said to the woman serving the meal, "You go back first."
"Yes, yes, yes." The woman could only nod hastily; the sudden events were simply too much for anyone to react properly to. Although she didn’t know what had happened, anyone with a bit of sense could tell it wasn’t good.
Watching her leave, Tang Ye ran to the window and looked down. Below the Peace Plaza, numerous guards and soldiers were heading toward the site of the explosion. After a moment, Tang Ye realized that a large production workshop in the Central United District had exploded, and the building debris floating in the sky was part of it.
Among them, Tang Ye saw Huang Quanjiu, already dressed in exoskeleton armor and holding a weapon. Seeing him, Tang Ye shouted, "What happened?"
Hearing Tang Ye’s voice, Huang Quanjiu was initially puzzled but quickly figured out where the voice was coming from and hurriedly looked up at Tang Ye.
"Chairman, an armed force is attacking us on the outskirts of the Central District. That explosion was caused by them."
"Armed forces? Which faction?"
"I don’t know, there’s no faction emblem," Huang Quanjiu replied, just as clueless. But no sooner had he finished speaking than a Level 4 New Human soldier from the Peace Party rushed over, likely to report to Huang Quanjiu. Catching sight of Tang Ye, however, he immediately shouted, "Chairman, it’s the hunters from the Mercenary Guild!"
"The Mercenary Guild!" The murderous intent in Tang Ye’s eyes surged.
"How many people have come?" he asked again.
However, the soldier below shook his head and replied, "I don’t know."
At this moment, a figure like a bolt of lightning sped over from a distance, dashed to Huang Quanjiu’s side, and urgently said to Tang Ye, "Marshal, it’s bad – not only the hunters from the Mercenary Guild, but also many strong individuals from other underworld factions have all come."
Hearing this, Tang Ye’s palm clenched tight, and the elegantly decorated windowsill immediately lost a corner.
"This is outright rebellion!"
"Go and call Hatred over!"
"Yes!"
Afterwards, Tang Ye gave a few more instructions to the people below, telling them to lead others in resisting those audacious enough to challenge them. Once they had left, Tang Ye was getting ready to head out when he suddenly stopped in his tracks at the door.
"Wait, strong individuals from other underworld factions, together with the people from the Mercenary Guild attacking the Peace Party? Could they be unaware that there are Level 6 New Humans within the Peace Party, or could it be that they too have Level 6 Powerhouses in numbers not inferior to mine? Attacking while Ah Fu is out, or could they have other reliance? Hmph, the Mercenary Guild, I haven’t even said a word, and you’re already thinking about striking first?"
Tang Ye snorted coldly, though his brows still bore an unwavering heaviness.
This attack by the Mercenary Guild was fraught with peculiarities. Setting aside how the other forces’ strong individuals managed to be persuaded to join the Mercenary Guild.
The fact that the Mercenary Guild dared to come meant they must be quite confident.
Ding-a-ling-a-ling.
At that moment, the telephone next to the sofa where Tang Ye had previously been sitting suddenly rang. Tang Ye closed the door and walked back to answer it.
"Hello."
"Marshal, there are a total of two hundred and forty-nine people who have come."
"Two hundred and forty-nine?"
"Yes, but... all the adversaries are strong individuals above Level 4 New Humans."