Rules-related weird stories: 4016

“Black… Black apron?!” Mao Feiyang was shocked.

But Mu Daxian seemed to be immersed in his memories, ignoring Mao Feiyang's shock and continuing, “Lao Mo told me to follow him, no matter what happens, don't interfere, no matter what you encounter, don't look…”

“I did as he said, and Lao Mo, wielding a kitchen knife, escorted me back to the teaching building…”

“Along the way, I stared at Lao Mo's back the whole time, only knowing that Lao Mo single-handedly hacked and killed countless pseudo-humans… Their flesh and blood splattered all over Lao Mo and me, and when I returned to the teaching building, I discovered that all the blood had turned into tomato sauce…”

“Speaking of which, it seems that this was the opportunity that allowed me to come into deep contact with pollution for the first time. It was probably from that time on that I gradually began to accept the pollution of extraordinary power…”

“Later, I learned that Lao Mo was injured on the way back, because on the way back, he brushed past an ‘Angel.’ Although there was no direct confrontation, he still encountered the Grinning Angel who came after the ‘Angel’…”

“Lao Mo confronted the Grinning Angel head-on and gained the upper hand, but he was still injured… Later, I roughly understood that the reason Lao Mo eventually became like this was probably because he was injured at that time.”

“In the long period after that, I never encountered Lao Mo again, but I became more and more interested in Lao Mo wearing a black apron.”

“You also know that in the student cafeteria, there are only two types of chefs, blue apron and green apron. Strictly speaking, the student cafeteria ‘should only have blue apron chefs,’ right?”

“A black apron chef who can appear in foggy weather brings me no less shock than seeing a security guard.”

“But Lao Mo is clearly more… um, how should I say it, ‘popular’ than the security guard… or… ‘down-to-earth’?”

“The security guard is like a cold and ruthless order maintainer, while Lao Mo… is more like a chivalrous hero who acts freely, like Gai Nie in ‘Qin's Moon’ who takes Tianming through the Qin army's iron cavalry…”

“Later I learned that the black apron chef's job in the cafeteria is ‘logistics,’ while the blue apron chef is more inclined to ‘service,’ so there is no information about the black apron chef in the regular rules.”

“After that, for some reasons, I stayed at the school and, through some means, transformed from a trainee student into an art student, and have remained as an art student ever since…”

“Thanks to my identity as an art student, I have seen Lao Mo several times since then.”

“Lao Mo is always like that, with a cold face, looking like he doesn't have any expression. He speaks very little, and sometimes his words are very poisonous, but he is a good person. He does more than he says, and he has killed more pseudo-humans than he has cooked meals…”

“But about a year ago, during the 72nd Gray Fog Invasion, I went to the cafeteria to replenish student commemorative coins, but I didn't encounter Lao Mo again…”

“In the subsequent Gray Fog Invasion events, I never saw Lao Mo's figure.”

“I gradually realized that something was wrong, so I asked some other chefs…”

“Then I learned that during the 70th Gray Fog Invasion, Lao Mo fought against an Alien Angel to save the physical education students who were in crisis on the road outside the gymnasium…”

Speaking of this, Mu Daxian paused.

Mao Feiyang didn't dare to interrupt, just listening silently.

“Lao Mo… I heard that he cut in from the front line and delayed until the other party's reinforcements arrived before leaving.”

“When he left, he was already seriously injured…”

“And when he returned to the cafeteria, he found that there were still many students at the entrance of the cafeteria who had come to avoid the abnormal weather, so he dragged his wounded body and fought side by side with the other black apron chefs…”

“That day at dawn, it should have been when the power of the 70th ‘Gray Fog Invasion’ reached its peak. Everyone in each battle circle was overwhelmed, and only the ‘chefs’ who served as ‘logistics’ had the ability to support the battlefield…”

“Not only Lao Mo, but almost all the black apron chefs entered the battlefield…”

“The battle that night was exceptionally fierce, and the invasion of the cafeteria was already lower than other areas, so, under the order of the convenience store owner, except for Lao Mo and some other black apron chefs who stayed in the cafeteria to protect the students taking refuge, the rest were all sent to support other building areas in order to help them relieve the pressure…”

“However, that invasion was very terrifying. It is said that nearly half of the black apron chefs who went out to support were lost, and the chefs who stayed in the cafeteria to protect the students, along with the students… none of them survived.”

“All… all wiped out?!” Mao Feiyang couldn't help but exclaim, “But he, but he is clearly there…”

As Mao Feiyang spoke, he himself felt very unsure, so his voice became softer and softer.

Lao Mo's state was indeed very strange, giving him an indescribable sense of weirdness, but… but if you were to say that Lao Mo was already dead, he didn't feel like it at all.

Mu Daxian was silent for a long time, and then said with incomparable solemnity: “That's right… there's no mistake…”

“Lao Mo… he has actually died in battle…”

“The cafeteria has counted many times, Lao Mo… he is really dead…”

“That night, the gray fog infiltrated the cafeteria from the inside. In order to expel ‘Him,’ the convenience store owner led ‘Him’ to another place.”

“Before leaving, the convenience store owner set up the last line of defense, but the tide of gray fog eventually broke through the cafeteria's line of defense.”

“In order to resist the invasion, all the blue apron chefs in the cafeteria who had even a trace of combat power joined the battle…”

“But there was no way, the convenience store owner was not there, and the cafeteria lost its guarantee as logistics, so… the cafeteria almost fell.”

“Lao Mo kept fighting, kept fighting… The chefs around him fell, the people who could fight also fell, and even those he wanted to protect fell… but he didn't fall.”

“To be precise, he had fallen countless times, but he stood up again every time. Although it is not good to say this, he was really like a Zhou Tai with a cheat, carrying the deck of cards on his back and still ‘unyielding’…”

“He kept fighting, kept fighting until his body completely died, and he was still fighting… It was precisely because he miraculously kept fighting that the cafeteria area held out until the convenience store owner returned.”

“I don't understand.” Mao Feiyang shook his head, “The convenience store owner is so strong, why did he have to leave the cafeteria area?”

Mu Daxian looked at Mao Feiyang calmly: “You should understand.”

Mao Feiyang: “?”

“Others may not understand, but you, you should understand.”

Mao Feiyang: “? ?”

Mu Daxian's tone was slightly沉重, and he said quietly, "If the cafeteria becomes the place where the convenience store owner confronts Him, then... no one can survive in that area."

Mao Feiyang's pupils shook, and he instantly understood something.

Mu Daxian continued, "To be able to confront Him, the convenience store owner himself is not an 'ordinary thing'…"

"When gods fight, mortals suffer. The simplest truth is often the most difficult to understand."

"Godzilla can fight King Kong, but the affected city is the biggest victim... When the guardian personally enters the arena, wherever the flames of war reach, there will be piles of bones. Do you understand?"

Mao Feiyang's expression became serious, and he understood: "But... couldn't we leave more manpower in the cafeteria? That way…"

"Womanly kindness," Mu Daxian interrupted Mao Feiyang. "The students sheltering in the cafeteria are people, but what about the 36 classes in the teaching building, the many sleeping students in the dormitory building, the gymnasium, the art building, the library... Aren't the students in other places people too?"

"The cafeteria is just a logistical place, and it's already like that. How can other areas be easy?"

"During the 70th Gray Fog Invasion, we were hanging by a thread, just a little bit away from complete collapse…" Mu Daxian solemnly made a gesture that the棒槌 people hated the most, "Really, just a little bit."

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"The cafeteria, because of the existence of the convenience store owner, is already the strongest shield in the rear of the battlefield, and the chefs, as logistics personnel, are used to support various areas."

"Everything is being executed according to the plan. The only change is that He shouldn't have appeared in the cafeteria area."

"The cafeteria, under the convenience store owner's calculations, could have been defended, but man proposes, God disposes. The 70th Gray Fog Invasion was said to be the largest invasion in nearly ten years, and the convenience store owner had already conservatively estimated the crisis and set up that line of defense…"

Mu Daxian's tone was calm, without any blame towards the convenience store owner.

This puzzled Mao Feiyang. He always felt that the convenience store owner was to blame for the problems in the decision-making that led to the fall of the cafeteria.

However, Mu Daxian, as the person involved in the 70th Gray Fog Invasion, must have a deeper impression and understanding than him, a mere hearsay.

Mu Daxian sighed: "During the 70th Gray Fog Invasion, there were many martyrs like Lao Mo who fought to the death. The convenience store owner also paid a price we can't imagine in order to drive Him away…"

"In that battle, personal gains and losses can be ignored. We need to measure it by the casualties of the entire campus…"

"As long as there is battle, there will be sacrifice. Don't blame the leaders for being incompetent just because there are sacrifices. What they bear and face is much heavier than us."

"The martyrs... from welcoming the battle to sacrificing, and even after sacrificing, they have never considered any self-preservation. It's not just about 'no intact eggs under an overturned nest', but that behind them, there are more people who need protection…"

"From the moment we decided to stay in the campus, it meant that we were prepared to sacrifice."

"However, sacrifice does not mean giving up in vain. It is because of the possibility of sacrifice that we must maximize the value of individual sacrifice…"

"We can't see what the convenience store owner and others are doing, so we can't make any rash judgments."

"But we can see what Lao Mo and the others have done, so we are filled with admiration and forge ahead."

Listening to Mu Daxian's description, Mao Feiyang could vaguely feel how fierce the battle that night was. But just like the younger generation has never experienced the war of the older generation, they simply cannot truly experience that heavy and blood- and tear-soaked history from the descriptions in the text.

He could imagine that the real situation that happened on the night of the 70th Gray Fog Invasion must have been even more tragic than Mu Daxian described.

He, who always misspoke, didn't mispeak a single word throughout the entire process. He seemed to feel a heavy weight, as if the weight of the collapsed sky was evenly distributed throughout the entire campus…

No wonder Mu Daxian said that he would shed small pearls when he heard about Lao Mo's matter.

"Brother Xian, since Lao Mo has already died in battle, then what was that 'Lao Mo' who healed us just now…?" Mao Feiyang pursed his lips, "Could it be some kind of undying heroic soul?"

Because he accepted the concept of the existence of extraordinary power in this world, Mao Feiyang's acceptance was greatly increased all of a sudden.

"If you want to say it's a heroic soul, that's also possible…" Mu Daxian shook his head, "We still can't understand what his current life form is…"

"Ah?"

"Do you remember the boundary between 'life' and 'death' that I told you about?"

"Could it be… he is the kind of person who is between life and death?" Mao Feiyang guessed.

"No." Mu Daxian denied, "Lao Mo is really dead. He is neither the kind who 'has already died but still thinks he is alive', nor the kind who 'seems to be alive but has already died', nor is he a heavily polluted 'person'…"

"Lao Mo, he belongs to the kind of polluted mutant who 'knows that he is already dead but still hangs on to his last breath of immortality, maintaining that already dead body, guarding the entrance of the cafeteria'."

"His body has also died, but his will is still condensed."

"Or rather, his remaining brainwaves exist attached to the cafeteria, thereby condensing a body for him to drive. His current body is not much different from the sculpture-like body of the Nightwalkers, but his will surpasses that of ordinary 'employees'."

"Will? Can you live by will, can you maintain that kind of living… emmm… at least it looks like a living state?" Mao Feiyang said in surprise, "This is no longer a steel-like will, right? This…"

"This should be called 'undying will', right?" Mu Daxian glanced in the direction of Lao Mo, "That's why it's strange…"

"Currently, there are many speculations. One of the more reliable points is that that night, Lao Mo, with his steel-like will, sustained himself through battle. Every time he fell, he forcibly recharged himself by absorbing the extraordinary power in the bodies of the Pseudo-Humans and Nightwalkers."

"It's like having an omnipotent blood-sucking buff, using the 'blood' of the Pseudo-Humans he killed to maintain his combat power…"

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