What If I Can't Die?

Now, he could use Yang-type Genuine Qi to attack and Yin-type Genuine Qi to defend. From there, he could attack and defend at the same time.

"The Martial Dao cultivation technique I'm cultivating now is even stronger than the Nine Yang Divine Technique back then. Moreover, it can directly connect to the Great Dao of cultivation. As long as I break through to the Connate realm and wait for Yin and Yang to transform, I can absorb the Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth to cultivate."

Song Shi muttered. With his Immortal Emperor realm, it was too easy for him to create a cultivation technique that was suitable for him.

However, no matter how top-notch the cultivation technique was, it was useless. It would not make him become an immortal and a god out of thin air. He still had to cultivate step by step to have strength.

He raised his hand. The hot Genuine Qi made his entire body turn red and his muscles swell. With a flick of his finger, his Genuine Qi pierced through the tent and created a fist-sized hole, as if it had been burned by flames.

Through the hole, he could see that the sky outside had already darkened. His breakthrough still took some time.

Song Shi's gaze landed on the night sky and he was a little curious.

If he was on Earth now, could he fly out of Earth when he was strong enough in the future?

Regardless of whether he could or not, he should be able to sense some abnormalities when he flew out of Earth. He did not believe that Celestial Venerable Reincarnation could still simulate a universe.

"Brother Song, are you still cultivating?"

A soft shout came from outside. A guy that could not be seen in the dark was outside. It was Spade.

Recently, Song Shi had a good relationship with them and knew each other's names. As he became more and more capable, Spade, who originally didn't think highly of him, had already changed to calling him Brother.

Song Shi stood up and walked out lightly. "What's the matter?"

"Brother Cha is looking for you for something very important. He wants to invite you over."

Spade was a little anxious.

He had already come over twice. Both times, he had encountered Song Shi cultivating and did not dare to disturb him.

"Let's go and have a meal."

Song Shi was also hungry. While there were still supplies, he still had to eat and drink.

He quickly arrived at a row of tents in the middle area where more than 20 people were resting.

Brother Cha welcomed Song Shi to a larger tent. There were only the four of them inside.

"Brother Song, I'll get straight to the point. This defensive line shouldn't be able to last long. At that time, we might have to split up." Brother Cha said directly.

"Don't worry, I won't forget to return it to you. I can return a portion to you now."

Song Shi thought that Brother Cha was asking for repayment for helping him back then.

"That's not what I meant. I just want you to take care of us brothers as much as possible in the chaos of the retreat. The fewer people that die, the higher our chances to escape from here in the future."

Brother Cha hurriedly explained.

"No problem. I'll take care of you."

Song Shi came back to his senses and felt that he still did not understand the struggles of small figures.

In such a dangerous situation, money and material things were not the most important. Survival was the most important.

"I thank you on behalf of myself and my brothers." Brother Cha said seriously.

"It's fine. Help me. Now that I have the ability, I'll naturally help you."

"I'm more and more glad that I didn't choose the wrong person."

Brother Cha sighed and looked at Song Shi. "I reckon that after this retreat, you might be absorbed into the official army. At that time, we might have to split up."

"Besides, if the three of you can live as long as possible, I'll have a chance to bring you away."

Song Shi gave a promise. Ten thousand times the remuneration was nothing compared to freedom.

"I don't dare to hope."

Spade smiled bitterly. "If you want freedom, you'll need 10,000 military merits. Even if we accumulate it for ten years, it might not be enough. Let's think of a way to get rid of our identity as prisoners on death row and join the regular army."

Song Shi waved his hand and teased, "Let's go and have a meal. Who knows when the mutated beasts will come again? Eat more. If you really die, you won't starve to death."

Brother Cha nodded. "You're right."

The few of them looked at each other and smiled, feeling amused.

This time, after experiencing a large-scale battle, too many mutated beasts died. Even ordinary cannon fodder had a chance to eat the flesh of mutated beasts.

When they arrived at the canteen, there were already many people squatting outside with their iron bowls to eat. When they saw Song Shi coming over, they all looked at him respectfully.

In the past, they might have been extremely vicious people. They were all cannon fodder who struggled to survive here.

Although everyone usually schemed against each other, most of the time, they still prioritized their safety. Whoever was stronger could increase the strength of the group and reduce the possibility of everyone dying.

Such a powerhouse was destined to be respected, especially after Song Shi killed two Level 4 mutated beasts in a row today. He had completely conquered everyone and became an existence whose status and prestige were not inferior to that of the Camp Commander.

Song Shi was affected by this atmosphere. He nodded in response and strode into the canteen.

The people sitting inside were either official soldiers or capable people like Lin Lili. However, when they saw Song Shi appear, they all stood up and paid their respects.

Song Shi was a little touched.

Although these people were weak, they had a characteristic that those Immortal Gods did not have. It gave him a unique sense of accomplishment. This was something he could not obtain when he became an Immortal God.

"Everyone, don't stand on ceremony."

Song Shi waved his hand. At this moment, the chef welcomed him and said with a smile, "I've been preparing your dishes for you. I'll bring them over soon."

The chef who had once secretly taken his mutated beast meat had the same reaction. Song Shi's sense of accomplishment immediately intensified.

At this moment, he actually felt a sense of belonging and began to treat this place as his own place. He had the thought of protecting it.

Before this, he had not thought so much. His experience during this period of time had made him understand how serious the current situation of humans was.

Song Shi suppressed the fluctuations in his heart and sat in his seat. He sighed as he watched the chef and the fat woman politely bring the dishes over.

Damn it, why was the sense of accomplishment here even stronger than the feeling of being an Immortal Emperor?

After eating and drinking his fill, Song Shi continued to cultivate. At night, he was not attacked by the mutated beasts.

Next, Song Shi thought that he would have to retreat soon. In the end, half a month passed. He experienced two more group attacks from mutated beasts before reaching the edge of running out of ammunition and food.

In the past two times, Song Shi had earned less military merits. It was mainly because there were no Level 4 mutated beasts rushing to the front to give him a chance. Instead, they were guarding the back. Song Shi tried to attack but failed, making him feel that he had become the focus of attention. The mutated beasts would not give him a chance easily.