novelraw Chapter 77 : Moon
Chapter 77 : Moon
Chapter 77: Moon
「Moon?」
Zhang Wenda, submerged in the water, stared in astonishment at the hazy sphere before him. He wasn’t surprised that he had just accidentally triggered some kind of switch — what shocked him was how the sun could turn into the moon.
But at this moment, Zhang Wenda didn’t have the mind to ponder that question. The real issue now was getting his hands on this thing.
「The sun is scorching, so the moon should be fine to touch, right?」Zhang Wenda thought. Wrapping his hand with his sleeve, he cautiously reached out toward the moon.
「It’s not hot.」Joy surged through Zhang Wenda’s heart. He immediately reached out to grab the moon — only to watch helplessly as his hand passed right through it.
「What the—? What’s going on now?」
Zhang Wenda extended both hands, repeatedly scooping at the moon in the water, but it was like chasing a shadow — his fingers simply kept slipping through it.
Watching this scene made Zhang Wenda feel irritable. This thing was truly unbelievable — no matter what form it took, it was always this troublesome.
「The sun in its physical form was at least barely manageable. But now that the moon's become a phantom, how am I supposed to take it?」Zhang Wenda tried several methods in succession, all to no avail.
「How does it switch forms like this? What the hell is this thing, anyway?」
Unable to hold his breath any longer, Zhang Wenda surfaced for air again. This time, he didn’t rush — instead, he began scanning his surroundings for a container. Since this thing was so tricky, there had to be some special vessel meant to hold it.
But after searching both in and out of the water, he found nothing.
「Surely the container isn’t somewhere else, is it?」Zhang Wenda muttered to himself.
Just then, his eyes landed once again on the canned yellow peaches by the wall. Apparently, whoever had been monitoring him earlier was from the Northeast — they sure loved canned peaches.
But the more he looked at the cans, the more something felt off. No one had eaten any — why were there so many?
Suddenly, a lightbulb went off in Zhang Wenda’s mind.「If these cans can’t hold the sun, then maybe—」
When he cautiously tried capping the moon with an empty can, a miraculous scene unfolded. The full moon’s phantom in the water seemed to get sucked into the glass jar along with the water — it worked!
Dripping wet, Zhang Wenda emerged from the water, beaming with delight.
Gazing at the moon swaying within the jar, moving with the water, Zhang Wenda knew this trip hadn’t been in vain — he had turned misfortune into gain.
「Maybe I can sell this thing for a good sum. But I can’t carry it openly, or it’ll draw too much attention.」Just as Zhang Wenda was smugly preparing to stash the moon into the enamel jar, he noticed the Cloud-man was still inside.
But he quickly came up with an idea. Carefully prying open a small gap in the sealed enamel jar, strands of Black Cloud began to drift out.
Once a little had floated out, Zhang Wenda sealed the gap again. The meager amount of Black Cloud left behind barely managed to form a palm-sized Little Cloud-man — barely a threat at all.
「That’s more like it.」Zhang Wenda rushed to several locations. At each stop, he released a bit of the Black Cloud, breaking the Cloud-man into individual, scattered entities that would never regroup into a threat again.
After stomping the final Little Cloud-man into mist, Zhang Wenda tucked the jarred rainbow and moon into the ceramic jar.
He looked at his loot with satisfaction. Now he wouldn’t have to venture into the perilous Dark Web — this moon, with its unique containment method, was surely more valuable than that so-called Oil Tyrant.
As Zhang Wenda mulled over whether to replicate the rainbow and Cloud-man for sale or to sell them outright, a sudden burst of gunfire erupted from another concrete building.
He ducked at once and looked toward the source, alert. It wasn’t yet dawn, but the moon was huge, casting clear light onto the distant concrete structure.
「That’s—Drone-head?」
Just as Zhang Wenda spotted that familiar face flash past a rough window, another round of intense gunfire broke out, sending dust flying from the unfinished frame.
「Enemies! Quite a few still alive! That flood didn’t drown them all?」
Zhang Wenda watched a small group dash past the window. Their leader was a military buzz-cut with black metal teeth. Every one of them was armed, their heads adorned with sharp weapons and firearms, covered in tattoos — looking downright vicious.
A red beam had just flared up between the floors when it was instantly interrupted by gunfire. The scene filled Zhang Wenda with anxiety — Drone-head’s situation looked dire.
Yet in this world of adults, there was nothing he could do to help. Here, he couldn’t even activate a Red Core.
And relying on physical strength alone? Impossible. He wasn’t Superman — how could he fight them?
From a distance, Zhang Wenda saw that Drone-head’s propeller seemed broken — he hadn’t flown at all — and he was bleeding.
「What now?」Zhang Wenda was in a panic. The guy had saved his life — he couldn’t just watch him die. Besides, he still needed Drone-head to get back!
When he saw Drone-head cornered on a rooftop with nowhere to escape and finally shot down, something clicked in his mind. Without hesitation, he pulled out the jar of rainbow from the bottle.
He had never used it before and didn’t even know if the jar responded to whoever threw it — but with someone’s life on the line, he couldn’t hesitate.
「Everyone except Drone-head — kill them all. Got that? Kill them all.」He whispered into the rainbow jar.
He moved to the window, roughly judged the distance, then hurled the jar with all his might.
Before it even hit the ground, a barrage of bullets shattered it — a massive wave of rainbow poured out of the broken glass.
As soon as the enemy saw the rainbow, they panicked like they'd seen death itself, leaping into the water without hesitation.
The airborne rainbow gently drifted down, merging with the muddy river water like rot, floating toward the fleeing enemies.
When it reached them, Zhang Wenda heard faint screams, and crimson blood slowly spread in the water.
He hadn’t seen how it killed — but there was no doubt: the rainbow was a deadly force, far stronger than either the Cloud-man or the Fire-man.
Seeing Drone-head lying motionless on the rooftop, Zhang Wenda plunged into the water and swam toward him.
By the time he climbed up, drenched from head to toe, he found Drone-head in a pitiful state. The drone atop his head was cracked open, exposing wires and batteries, and the lens that should have been a camera was dripping blood.
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