Wasteland Border Inspector - Chapter 701

Chapter 701: Chapter 236: The Cycle of Life and Death, Immortal Objects Finale!

“Cheng… Brother Cheng…” Wang Kang’s voice trembled. Before he could finish, Cheng Ye’s low growl interrupted:

“Move aside!”

Cheng Ye gritted his teeth, strode over, and scooped Luokuke off the ground.

Luokuke seemed truly dead, but his vital signs hadn’t disappeared; he was swiftly transforming into an Infected Body.

Is there a chance to save him?

He didn’t know, but he certainly wouldn’t stand by and watch a living person completely turn into cold metal before his eyes.

“Hold the cup for me!”

Once Wang Kang took the cup, Cheng Ye extended two fingers, pressing hard at the ironized edge of Luokuke’s mouth, desperately prying it open.

Perhaps too hurried and forceful, the rusty layer was torn open revealing a black hole along with a few pieces of iron debris falling out.

Taking the cup back from Wang Kang, he carefully tilted it, letting the transparent Living Water Essence flow into the opening.

One drop…

Two drops…

This dramatic treasure that could bring the dead back to life and regrow flesh on bones was extraordinary!

But at this moment, as it dripped, not only did it fail to elicit any response from Luokuke, it couldn’t penetrate past the ironized throat, showing no sign of absorption.

“Still… not working?”

Cheng Ye, rarely, seemed a bit disarrayed.

He could charge into the Crab-men without a change of expression, staying calm even in the face of life and death crises.

But he couldn’t remain indifferent when friends, acquaintances, or people he cared about disappeared forever.

Between life and death lies great fear.

Cheng Ye felt momentarily lost, until Wang Kang’s startled shout brought him back to his senses.

“Brother Cheng, your hand…”

“My hand…”

Cheng Ye snapped back to attention, looking down at his hand.

The Withered Rune on his left hand was emitting a dark red glow, which didn’t linger on the skin but spread slowly across his arm to Luokuke’s body.

Visibly, the rust on Luokuke’s head began peeling off, wisps of dark brown ironized aura being drawn out by the rune, dissipating into the air.

What, the Withered Rune is acting on Luokuke?

Cheng Ye hadn’t recovered from the shock when the Vital Rune on his right hand suddenly lit up.

The pale green light wrapped around the Living Water Essence previously dripped into Luokuke’s mouth, melting it into his ironized throat like snow under sunlight.

The next moment, Cheng Ye distinctly felt that the “corpse” in his arms was softening!

The ironization of Luokuke began to rapidly recede, starting at his heart, where the once rigid chest now heaved again, and his heartbeats grew stronger.

Then this vitality spread through his blood vessels, flowing to the liver, kidneys, and lungs, restoring the once-almost-metal organs back to soft tissues full of life.

Effective!

Cheng Ye’s eyes suddenly brightened, but his hands didn’t increase speed, maintaining a slow drip to ensure the Vital Rune could infuse each drop of essence.

It was like using a defibrillator to revive a patient with cardiac arrest.

Thump.

Thump.

Luokuke’s body began to twitch strongly as the vitality from his organs surged upwards through his neck into his brain.

Beneath the rusted skin not fully shed, a streak of pale green energy flowed upward, shaking off the debris stuck to his face.

“Cough… cough…”

Suddenly, a violent bout of coughing erupted from his chest, the iron debris on his face falling off like snow, revealing the blood-tinged skin beneath.

The rust-covered eyes abruptly opened, the murky grayness dissipating, revealing a hint of a living sparkle.

“I…”

“You’re not dead.” Cheng Ye immediately stopped the dripping, leaving half a cup of the Living Water Essence.

But he could clearly feel that Luokuke could no longer absorb it.

Even with the green glow of the Vital Rune on his right hand, the remaining essence only swirled in his mouth without penetrating inside, unable to replenish the vitality lost to the Source Heart Meat Iron.

The two seemed to have reached some equilibrium; the upper body’s ironization mostly receded, the skin returned to softness, and the chest motion stabilizing, yet the lower body remained stiff and fused, legs like rusted iron pipes that couldn’t even bend.

“I… not dead?” Luokuke repeated blankly, instinctively raising a slightly iron-clad hand to touch his own face.

When his fingertips met the warm and soft skin, his eyes burst with unprecedented brightness, his voice trembling: “I’m really not dead?”

Surprise exploded in his heart like a tidal wave and simultaneously flooded the minds of Cheng Ye and Wang Kang.

The hope of pulling a life back from the edge of despair felt particularly precious at this moment.

“Don’t just drop dead before the final victory, or else I’ll have to claim all the credit myself.”

Cheng Ye exhaled deeply, the tension in his shoulders finally easing as he removed his mask and sat wearily on the ground.

In a moment, he even felt a wave of exhaustion.

No longer wanting to set foot in the Wilderness, wishing only to spend a life of peace in the Buffer Zone of Happiness City seemed so desirable.

Yet the next second, his gaze fell on the runes flashing on the backs of both hands, and this thought was immediately suppressed.

This world never becomes gentle because of human retreat; only by continuously moving forward with greater strength can those regrets be prevented from repeating, protecting those whom you care about from leaving easily.