My Hermes System Chapter 168 - 168: Potential... Alliance?

Chapter 168 - 168: Potential... Alliance?

"S… save me."

"..."

"...Save yourself, I already have enough problems."

"W… wait... please... don't... leave..."

Xinyan could not help but let her body roll over to slightly position herself closer to Gerald. But even as her pitiful desires to ask for help echoed throughout the seemingly desolate-looking Village, it was as if Gerald was not even able to hear her as he continued to ignore her and walk away.

It was quite ironic. For most, if not all the people, the Pit was something of a death sentence. But for her, it was salvation. But it would seem that she had already used up all her luck just entering this place.

Will she… actually just die here after all of that?

"A… at least… some… food… please," Xinyan stretched her trembling hands towards the golden-haired young man. But alas, his bright golden hair was like the setting sun; you wish for it to remain, but can't do anything to stop it. The only thing that entered Xinyan's ears was the sound of Gerald's footsteps whispering into her ears, every sound of his steps quieter than the last.

"N… no…" Xinyan once again pleaded, "P… please… help me…"

Will she actually just die here without even starting her revenge? If she knew she was just going to end up like this, then she would have just taken some of the Circle jerks with her and died fighting.

"N… no…" Once again, Xinyan's consciousness was slowly drifting away from her, but before she could fall asleep, she heard footsteps approaching her.

"!!!"

Could… could the golden-haired young man actually be coming back for her!? She thought as she slowly opened her eyes.

"What the… Reese, take a look at this, bro!"

"What's someone like that doing all the way out here? Was she thrown from the Portal just now? Was she thrown by them guards like that?"

As soon as she heard the voices, she instantly found out that it was not the golden-haired young man, but two other strangers that were approaching her. And unlike the golden-haired young man earlier, their voices held a different and more perverse tone.

And soon, once again, she felt something slithering all over her body-- settling on her bosoms.

"Yo, are you sure you should be doing that?"

"What? Boss is no longer here. We're basically free to do whatever we want here!"

And that was, in a way, the truth. Some of the Prisoners who chose to leave the Village went back to the Encampment. They were free to enter and exit the Wall as they please, as long as they were properly identified first, of course.

"It has been a while since I have done it with a woman. Kekeke."

"I... I will hold her down then, I'll take the face."

Feeling the hands on her body getting rougher, Xinyan could only groan and stutter, "N...no…"

Why does everyone want to take advantage of her body here? She thought. Were the westerners really that depraved that the first thing they would do if they saw an unconscious woman was to molest her?

No… she was in the Pit; of course, that would be what they do. She was a fool to hope that these people would actually be able to rally these Prisoners and help her get her revenge.

Still, with how many times she has fallen unconscious, it would seem that her body has regained some of its strength as she was able to move her limbs now.

"Oi! Look, she moving away now, bro! Don't let her go away!"

"Gahaha! You think she crawling like that would help her get away? Be real, bro!"

Hearing their voices getting closer to her once again, Xinyan used every strength that her body recovered to continue crawling away. But it would seem that her whimpers made the 2 men even more excited.

"Come back here, you slint eyed motherfu--"

Before one of the men could finish his words, Xinyan felt something warm lightly splash on the skin of her leg. It was then followed by the sound of pattering, coming from her left. She turned her head towards the sound, only to see a head rolling past her.

"...What?"

"What the!? What are you doing!? If you wanted to join us, you could have just said so. That's not cool, bro! We would have even let you go fi--"

"f.u.c.king beggars, always taking advantage of women every chance they get."

Hearing a familiar voice entering her ears, Xinyan quickly gathered her remaining strength to sit up. She then turned her body towards the familiar voice and saw him wiping off the generous amount of blood that was covering his arms.

"T… thank--"

"Here."

Before Xinyan could thank the golden-haired young man, he threw something at her. Without even knowing it, her hands instinctively caught it.

"This…" It was dried meat.

"Most of the ones with fat were already taken by the others," Gerald said as he clicked his tongue, "You should be glad you at least have something to eat."

"Thank--"

Once again, before she could thank Gerald, something was thrown towards her. This time, she was buried in a set of clothes.

"I don't know what your size is so I took everything," Gerald said as he once again clicked his tongue, "A woman like you have no business walking around half-naked in a place like this."

"Thank--"

"Tch. f.u.c.king annoying. If you walk around like that, at least make sure you're strong enough to protect yourself… A System Holder being this weak… pathetic."

"..." Hearing the young man's sharp and colorful words, Xinyan's eyes started to twitch. She was truly grateful that he helped her… But this kid's words were starting to sting.

"Eat up and dress," Gerald said… as he once again clicked his tongue, "I will bring you to the Village. I'll come back here in 10 minutes…

...You better be ready then."

"..." Xinyan was left speechless and could only watch as Gerald walked away, kicking the body of the man he just killed and destroying one of the houses surrounding them in the process.

She then let out a huge breath… before feasting and gorging on the dried meat that was given to her. Maybe it was just her, but that was probably the best meal she ever had in her life; enough for a tear to fall from her eye.

True to this word, Gerald returned in 10 minutes and not a second shorter.

"You done?"

Xinyan was already wearing the clothes that Gerald gave her. They were big, but she would rather wear those than her previous bloodied and tattered robes that revealed sensitive parts of her body.

"Let's go."

Xinyan nodded as she slowly made her way to Gerald.

Seeing her limping and walking slowly, Gerald once again clicked his tongue before turning around. But still, it would seem that he was still aware of Xinyan's condition as he slowed down his steps from time to time.

Xinyan could not help but look around the Encampment. In truth, this was not her first time in a Pit. She had been inside one back in China, not as a Prisoner, but a sort of guard.

There was a stark difference between their Pit and this one. In her country, the Guards ruled the Pit. Getting bribes from the Prisoners so they could get out of it.

She had heard that some Pits have already evolved into a proper society, and it would seem that the Americas were one of them, she thought as she stared at the colossal Wall that blocked their path.

Those who have evolved always had the Wall in common. Their society would always start by building one… and she too will start her revenge here.

"Woman! What are you idling for!? I'm a busy man!" Gerald's loud voice completely woke Xinyan from her stupor, "I swear, you orientals are only fast when it comes to money."

"..." Xinyan took a deep breath to calm herself down. This young man helped her… it was not good to curse him to the depths of oblivion. But still… what he can't understand won't hurt him, right?

With that thought, Xinyan let out the most friendly smile she could muster up and said in a very lovely tone, "I am coming, you golden-haired monkey."

"What the f.u.c.k did you say to me, you skinny closed eye b.i.t.c.h!?"

"!!!"

"Y… you can understand me!?" Xinyan could only slightly back away as Gerald suddenly spoke her mother tongue.

"I know 6 languages," Gerald said as he clicked his tongue once more.

"S… sor--" Xinyan was about to apologize, but she stopped herself midway. Why would she apologize? This guy was definitely picking a fight with her, she thought. But… still…

...He did help her.

With that thought once again surfacing in her mind, Xinyan took a deep breath before apologizing to Gerald,

"Sorry… I am just tired."

"Tch. What do I expect from someone who was thrown into this s.h.i.+thole of a place."

Xinyan wanted to rebuke that she threw herself here to escape, but chose not to. But even if she didn't, wasn't this golden-haired monkey also in the Pit!?

'Seriously, what is wrong with this guy!?'

Even with all these thoughts racing insider her, she still let out a wide smile as she continued to follow the golden-haired young man through the Wall.

"...Tch."

But why is he always clicking his tongue!? Xinyan's eyes slightly twitched. She was already keeping quiet, and this guy was still trying to pick a fight with her.

After that, the two continued to walk in silence. Besides the two men that Gerald killed back in the Encampment, they haven't pa.s.sed by anyone since. She thought that the Locals might have killed most of the Prisoners, but when they casually pa.s.sed through the Wall earlier, she was quickly proven wrong.

Could it be… that the Prisoners and the Locals here were actually on good terms?

Her question did not even last a minute as it was answered as soon as they arrived in this so-called Village.

She could easily distinguish who the Locals and who the Prisoners were. But still, to see both sides actually living in harmony together was truly…

"...Amazing."

And if the Prisoners here hated the Circle as much as her, maybe she could even bring the Locals to help her with her revenge! With their numbers, they would surely give the Circle of this country a h.e.l.l of a beating!

Xinyan's lip instantly trembled with the thought; tears slowly trailing down her cheeks.

'Feng, Hao, Qiye… Brother. I will make them pay for what they did--'

"The sun here too bright for your small eyes or what? Why the f.u.c.k are you crying?"

"..."

That's it. This is personal.