With the strength of those remaining, they certainly wouldn't let Bai Feifei crash straight to the ground.
If she actually died from a fall like that, it would be a real joke.
And Kong Man, the Prophet, was naturally the first to arrive.
A surge of water-light shot into the sky, catching the slender figure securely and drawing her into her embrace.
Kong Man looked down, studying the face right before her eyes.
The girl's eyelashes were long, making her look exceptionally peaceful with her eyes closed. Faint streaks of blood still lingered on her face, and her lips were slightly pale.
Kong Man looked at this youthful face, growing more astonished the longer she stared.
This was the person who had just braved universal condemnation to assassinate the City Lord.
And her assassination attempt had been completely justified. The City Lord really did have a problem, causing such a massive catastrophe.
She was actually quite cute, looking completely unlike someone capable of doing such a thing!
As these thoughts raced through Kong Man's mind, Wan Qianhong, Ye Hanshan, and the others gathered around.
Wan Qianhong was swaying on her feet, but she forced herself forward, being the first to rush up to Kong Man.
She looked at Kong Man with a hint of vigilance and apprehension, but since this woman had helped during the chaotic battle earlier, she couldn't say much.
Kong Man felt her defensiveness and raised an eyebrow.
“Why so tense?” Kong Man said casually. “She's an official member of the Masked Hermit Society... Who is usually closest to her?”
Wan Qianhong answered without hesitation, “I am.”
Kong Man looked at her and handed the girl forward.
“Then you hold her,” she spoke as if handing over some highly important artifact. “And stop looking at me so nervously.”
Wan Qianhong froze for a moment, then gently reached out to take Bai Feifei.
Feeling the flow of blood and the heartbeat in her arms, her own heart finally steadied a bit.
After a brief moment of thought, Kong Man retrieved a token from her storage space.
The token was about the size of a palm, pitch-black all over, with a starry sky pattern engraved on the front.
“Hand this to her when she wakes up,” Kong Man told Wan Qianhong.
“The Rangers do not like owing favors, and this isn't the first time the Masked Hermit Society has lent us a hand.”
“With this token, she will be a friend to any Ranger she meets. If she ever needs anything, she just has to ask.”
After speaking, she casually tossed the token to Wan Qianhong.
For a moment, the air seemed to grow still.
Sunlight spilled down from the sky, illuminating the utterly devastated plaza.
Yet, the people didn't seem to have had time to process how to face this sudden peace.
It had come too quickly, feeling almost surreal.
Among the few Edgerunners who had gathered, one of them looked up at the sky and muttered,
“Is it really over this time...?”
“That powerful expert who came to help... just resolved everything like that.”
Kong Man heard this, tilted her head, and chuckled.
“You might as well thank this young girl instead.”
“That big shot clearly didn't think Dawn City was of any importance. You heard what he said earlier.”
“He purely intervened for her sake. You guys just happened to benefit from it.”
Xu Mo, who had already logged out and was trapped inside Bai Feifei's body, gave Kong Man a thumbs-up in his heart.
She really knows what to say!
That's it, tie this massive favor firmly to Bai Feifei!
On the plaza, the crowd slowly began to gather.
It was an almost instinctive gathering.
The surviving Scavengers, the remaining students, and the ordinary citizens who had just been pulled back from the brink of aberration—all of them moved to look at the figure that had fallen from the sky.
The figure that had saved everything.
They remained silent; no one spoke.
The crowd grew denser, forming layer after layer of tightly packed rings. Like a unique pilgrimage, they crowded around the person at the center.
...
Bai Feifei felt as though she had slept for a very long time.
Her eyelids felt incredibly heavy, as if they had been glued shut. She had to strain several times before she finally managed to open her eyes.
What met her gaze was a sparsely furnished yet spacious and bright room.
The bed was large and soft, with a white blanket and a white ceiling.
Bai Feifei stared blankly for a few seconds, then pushed herself up with one hand and sat up abruptly.
Her body felt full of strength, but waking up so suddenly from her coma left her heart in a panic. She immediately began to recall her memories from before she lost consciousness.
“You're awake.”
A familiar voice sounded from the side.
Bai Feifei turned her head and saw Wan Qianhong sitting on a chair beside the bed, holding a paring knife and an apple.
“Feeling the fluctuations in your bloodline, I figured it was about time you woke up.”
Bai Feifei opened her mouth, her mind still in a haze as memories from before she passed out flooded back.
“How is Dawn City? Was it saved?” she blurted out.
Wan Qianhong nodded seriously as she peeled the apple.
“It was a success.”
“You saved Dawn City. It's truly incredible.”
She lowered her gaze, her voice tinged with emotion.
“Liang Shuguang... to think he could go to such lengths. It's truly unimaginable.”
“If you hadn't decided to act, who knows what the final outcome would have been.”
Bai Feifei heard this, let out a small sigh of relief, but her heart quickly clenched again.
“And the citizens? Can they accept this?”
What she worried about most right now was the psychological resilience of the ordinary people.
The collapse of a thirty-year faith, the hellish sight of a city-wide aberration, and Liang Shuguang's warning to her had actually put an immense amount of pressure on her.
Wan Qianhong fell silent for a few seconds.
Then she spoke, her voice carrying an indescribable sorrow.
“Those who are still alive are doing fine.”
She looked up at Bai Feifei.
“The ones who survived are those who didn't juice as much and had relatively firm wills.”
“Because those with weak wills, the ones who took shortcuts... had already mutated during the previous riot, and they were all wiped out by Sinking Black's black lightning.”
Bai Feifei's pupils contracted slightly.
Wan Qianhong looked at her, a bitter smile tugging at the corners of her lips.
“I suppose this is a brutal form of selection. Dawn City has undergone a complete purging and rebirth this time.”
“In fact, to put it cruelly, if things hadn't happened this way, Dawn City might have continued to be in turmoil for a long time...”
Having gone through so much, Wan Qianhong had matured significantly, starting to confront some of the harsher aspects of human nature.
Bai Feifei fell silent for a moment.
This was actually a part of the 'legacy' Liang Shuguang had left behind.
A purge like this would have been absolutely impossible for them to carry out themselves, yet he had completed it.
Had he already envisioned all of this when he was designing his plans?
He was truly ruthless and decisive...
Bai Feifei let out a long sigh. Since things had reached this point, this was already the best possible outcome.
Just then, Wan Qianhong suddenly set down the apple and looked up to stare at Bai Feifei.
“By the way, there's still a rather important matter I need to ask you.”
Bai Feifei subconsciously replied,
“What is it?”
Wan Qianhong asked, “Do you plan on becoming the new City Lord of Dawn?”
Bai Feifei: ?
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