pjbooks What did he say in Chapter 60?
What did he say in Chapter 60?
In the void, the dark golden sphere hovered motionless at Jiang Chen's fingertip.
The figure in the school uniform was reflected in Zhou Tianze's pupils, and his mind went completely blank for a moment. He opened his mouth, and a vague syllable came out of his throat, which even he himself could not hear—as if he wanted to say something, or as if it was a pure, uncontrollable physiological reaction.
He recognized the face.
No, it's not just that we know each other. It's that the whole world knows each other.
Jiang Chen.
A senior high school student at Jiangzhou College, the world's first person without superpowers, and the boy who killed 100,000 apostles with a single sword during the Imperial Capital Apostle Descendant Incident.
In the past month, this name has gone from "useless" to "miracle," and from "miracle" to "myth." While resting at the foot of Kunlun Mountain, Zhou Tianze spoke with Chu Tianxiong once via satellite phone. On the other end of the line, Chu Tianxiong's voice carried an emotion Zhou Tianze had never heard before—a bewilderment as if he had witnessed something beyond his comprehension.
"Tian Ce, that child... is beyond our comprehension."
At the time, Zhou Tianze was unimpressed. He had lived for fifty years, seen apostles, demon gods, and witnessed the cataclysmic destruction of humanity's most elite awakened beings when they unleashed their full power. He believed there was nothing in this world that he "couldn't understand."
Now, he believes it.
"you--"
Zhou Tianze's voice was hoarse, like sandpaper rubbing against glass. He struggled to stand up, but the wound in his chest only allowed him to barely prop himself up. The numbness in his right arm hadn't subsided, and his entire arm hung limply at his side like a dead snake. He could only support himself with his left elbow against the void—this void was strange; although there was nothing there, an invisible resistance was supporting his body, as if space itself was refusing to let him fall.
Jiang Chen turned his head and glanced at him.
Those eyes were as calm as a stagnant pool, devoid of any emotional fluctuation. There was no worry, no tension, not even curiosity. It was like seeing someone fall on the street, casually helping them up, and then continuing on one's way.
"He's badly injured," Jiang Chen said, his tone as calm as if he were commenting on the weather, "but he won't die."
He withdrew his gaze and looked back at the dark golden sphere.
Apply slight pressure with your fingertips.
Cracks began to appear on the surface of the sphere.
The whole process was eerily quiet.
The specks of light drifted across Zhou Tiance's face, across Ye Wuhen's shattered sword blade, across the icy shell on Luo Qinghe's right arm, and across every corner of the void.
Then, it disappeared completely.
In the void, there was a deathly silence.
After a five-second silence, the chat exploded in a near-frenzied manner.
The text on the screen was layered and densely packed, almost completely obscuring the image. Billions of people frantically typed on their keyboards for those five seconds; everyone screamed, everyone shouted, everyone vented all the emotions pent up from that moment of despair. The servers endured the largest instantaneous traffic in human history in that instant, dozens of data centers worldwide simultaneously triggered alarms, engineers scrambled to expand capacity, but no one complained.
Because everyone is doing the same thing.
"Holy shit! Holy ...
"What did I just see??? Can anyone tell me what I just saw???"
"That sphere shattered! It shattered! Did you see that?!"
"Zhou Tianze is not dead! He's not dead! He's still alive!"
"Ye Wuhen's sword shattered, but Jiang Chen has arrived! Jiang Chen has arrived!!!"
"How did he get here?"
"I cried, I really cried. I thought it was all over, I thought humanity was finished."
"What did I experience in those ten minutes, from despair to hope?"
"Two fingers! He used two fingers! Just two fingers!"
"I knew he'd come! I knew it!!!"
"No, everyone calm down. Who exactly is he? What makes him capable of withstanding the Thirteenth Apostle's attack?"
"Jiang Chen! Jiang Chen! He was the one who single-handedly wiped out hundreds of thousands of apostles when they descended upon the capital!"
"That powerless person??? You call this a powerless person???"
"To hell with being the first in the world! If this is a case of incapacity, I'm not even a microorganism!"
"Did he just say 'seriously injured'? Was he saying that to Zhou Tianze?"
"My mom asked me why I was kneeling while looking at my phone..."
"My hands and feet are shaking right now, and I can't even type properly."
"Me too, my heart stopped when Zhou Tianze was about to be killed."
"Ye Wuhen's sword is shattered... the sword that had been with him for thirty years... is shattered..."
"But Jiang Chen has come. As long as he's here, there's hope."
"Did you notice the Thirteenth Apostle's expression? He was smiling the whole time, but he's not smiling now."
"Really? I wasn't paying attention, I was only looking at Jiang Chen."
"Replay! Is there a replay?! I want to see the Thirteenth Apostle's expression!"
The comments section exploded.
Even Jiang Chen's parents, who were far away in Jiangzhou, were dumbfounded.
As people from China, they naturally watched this live broadcast that was destined to go down in history, but they never expected that their own son would intrude into the screen in such an unbelievable way.
Just a few minutes ago, Jiang Chen was watching the live stream next to them, except he was watching it on his phone while they were watching it on TV. But just now, Jiang Chen casually said something to them.
"Mom and Dad, I'm going out for a bit, I'll be right back."
For a moment, Jiang Xueqin thought her son had gone out to buy food, but then... just a short while later, he appeared on the live stream screen?
How did he get there?
How did he manage to do all that?!
Jiang Xueqin was stunned for a moment, then looked at her husband and found that he also looked blank.
Meanwhile, in the Shen family in the capital, Shen Qingxue watched the live broadcast with her family. She had actually thought that Jiang Chen would go, but when he actually appeared on the scene, the emotions in her heart were indescribable. In her despair, it was as if a hero had descended, just like a few days ago in the capital!
"Looks like this is going to be interesting."
...
The Thirteenth Apostle's Hall, one hundred stories high.
Luo Qinghe knelt on the spot, the icy shell on his right arm gleaming coldly in the dark golden light.
She watched Jiang Chen's back, watched those two fingers casually crush the Thirteenth Apostle's attack, watched those dark golden specks of light drift past her, land on her frozen right arm, and disappear silently.
Her heart was pounding wildly in her chest.
Ye Wuhen stood still, gripping the longsword that was now just a hilt.
The hilt of the sword still retained the warmth of the blade when it broke, like the lingering warmth of a body that had just died.
Jiang Chen simply turned around and glanced at them indifferently.
"Your injuries aren't too bad. Shall I take care of this guy first, then I'll treat you?"
Jiang Chen spoke casually.
solve...?
And you said it in such a nonchalant tone?
In an instant, everyone was stunned!