Chapter 77 This Fireworks Are a Bit Off, Cat and Pink.
Chapter Seventy-Five: The Final Chapter of the Voting, A Triumphant Victory
Above the sky.
On one side was Tang San, whose chest had been pierced by Bibi Dong's Rakshasa Demon Scythe, his dark red blood soaking through his silver-white armor, and blood still trickling from the corner of his mouth.
His eyes were wide open, his face still showing resentment and disbelief, and his body was as stiff as iron.
On one side, lying on Xia Die's lap, her body was like a golden-yellow sugar figure baked by the scorching sun, and from her fingertips to the tips of her hair, she was gradually turning into tiny gray hairs that dissolved into fine particles of light.
Her brows were slightly furrowed, and her expression carried a hint of weariness, yet she still maintained a gentle demeanor.
Just like the previous two times, a conspicuous statistics bar floated next to both Little Gray Hair and Tang San.
Golden yellow represents Little Gray Fur, and dark blue represents Tang San. They are quietly waiting for the beings of Douluo Continent to cast their most precious vote for one of the two!
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"Fellow villagers! Let's all vote for Tang San!"
In the central open space of a large village.
The loess soil was compacted by the crowd's footsteps, and the old locust trees all around had gnarled branches. Under the shade of the trees, a number of villagers gathered, all looking up at the sky with focused eyes.
At this moment, a villager wearing a light blue short jacket with patches on the cuffs but neatly tidied up suddenly stood up, stood on tiptoe, pointed at Tang San's portrait on the sky, and shouted hoarsely, urging everyone to cast their precious vote for Tang San!
Regardless of what this person was planning, the villagers weren't stupid.
Looking at the soft, gray figure in the sky, they started chattering excitedly: "Tang San is so hypocritical, how can he be as cute as our little gray hair!"
"Exactly! Tang San always has a sour face and he even schemes against his wife. Compared to Little Gray Hair, he's not even worth a fart. I don't want to vote for Tang San, I want to vote for Little Gray Hair!"
Then, the other villagers burst into laughter, the sound of their laughter making the locust tree leaves rustle. They all praised Little Gray Hair, praising her straightforwardness, her kindness, and even more so, her courage in protecting the world with her companions.
The villager who had previously led the vote to vote for Tang San suddenly turned a deep liver color, with veins throbbing on his forehead.
He clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white, and shouted angrily at these people: "You heartless people!"
"Have you all forgotten why Tang San died?"
"After his rebirth, he should have been able to live a carefree life, but in order to stop the Spirit Hall's ambitions, he resolutely stood in front of the two great empires!"
"The Spirit Empire is ambitious. If they unify the Douluo Continent, we, the people of the two former empires, will end up with our families destroyed and our lives cut short!"
"Tang San risked his life for us, yet you want to side with a little gray-haired outsider, hoping to subject Tang San to the punishment of the Heavenly Curtain once again!"
"You treacherous, ungrateful wretches, I would never deign to associate with you!!"
Upon hearing the villager's shouts and curses, the smiles on the faces of the other villagers vanished instantly.
They looked at this villager who used to be honest and kind, always ready to lend a helping hand to his neighbors in need, but now seemed like a completely different person, his eyes filled with unfamiliarity.
Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that something was off about this guy; he'd probably taken bribes from someone else.
However, the villager's words could not sway the villagers' minds at all.
After all, the stories from beyond the heavens on the celestial canopy, featuring Little Grey and her golden-blooded companions, had already deeply moved them with their determination to save the world by sacrificing themselves to protect Onpharos.
Moreover, they had long recognized the corruption of the two great empires—officials embezzling rations, nobles abusing their power, and some soul masters treating human life as worthless!
There aren't many young people left in this village now.
After all, in order to fight against the Spirit Hall, the two great empires had long since begun to forcibly conscript soldiers, taking most of the able-bodied men into military service like conscripting young men.
These villagers were not wealthy to begin with, and they would rather split a single copper soul coin in half to spend.
After the entire population was mobilized for war, the young people faced a life-or-death struggle on the battlefield, while the elderly, women, and children not only had to pay for food per person in each household, but also had to pool their money to fund the military expenses of the two great empires.
Many families are already destitute, unable to even afford enough coarse grains to survive.
The actions of the two empires have truly angered these ordinary people.
On the surface, they dared not resist, but in secret, they were already filled with resentment.
Seeing that even the demigods in Ohema would listen to the people's demands and share their joys and sorrows, made them realize the difference between them and the pampered young masters and domineering nobles of Douluo Continent!
They loathed Tang San even more.
I despise this seemingly respectable but actually hypocritical villain who schemed against the girl who loved him so deeply in order to make Xiao Wu sacrifice herself for him!
So no matter how much the irritable villager roared, they wouldn't change their minds.
One by one, they raised their hands and cast their precious votes for Little Gray without hesitation.
They hoped that the rewards Little Grey received after receiving their blessings and support would allow him to summon the gentle yet powerful demigods of Onpharos.
Those lives willing to sacrifice for the common people will surely protect ordinary people like them, allowing them to live peacefully every day.
There were no calamities of displacement, no bloodshed in war, only the joy and happiness of working at sunrise and resting at sunset.
The hot-tempered villager, seeing that everyone was going to vote for Little Gray Hair, gritted his teeth, puffed out his beard, glared, and his chest heaved violently.
But just then, the knot in the money bag at his waist suddenly came undone and fell to the ground with a "thud".
"Splash—"
Numerous gleaming gold soul coins rolled out of it, shimmering dazzlingly in the sunlight, and scattered all over the ground.
Among these ordinary villagers who even find copper soul coins rare, gold soul coins are practically legendary wealth.
This villager, who usually complains about being poor and is even reluctant to buy more salt, actually has so many gold soul coins!
He must be hiding a secret, and most likely he's taken bribes from others to persuade everyone to join Tang San!
The villagers looked at the gold soul coins on the ground with disdain, and no one paid any attention to his roars anymore.
Similar events are unfolding simultaneously in many villages, workshops, remote tribes, and even border military camps across the Douluo Continent.
The moment the vote between Little Gray Hair and Tang San began, many people jumped out, trying to persuade others to support Tang San.
Some offered large sums of money, some threatened the safety of their families, and others stirred up trouble and confused the public in the crowd.
In the end, everyone discovered that those who offered advice either suddenly found themselves with a lot more money in their pockets or had more scarce supplies at home; they all inexplicably made a fortune.
Anyone with half a brain would know that someone is behind this, most likely someone sent by Tang San.
However, even so, the voting ratio between Little Gray Hair and Tang San still showed a one-sided trend.
The golden bar representing Little Gray Hair, like a pillar pointing straight to the sky, is still rising at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The dark blue bar representing Tang San was barely visible, like a candle flickering in the wind!
Inside the Haotian Sect, the mountain wind howled and the pines rustled.
Tang San, seeing the starkly different voting results on the sky, angrily slammed his fist into the hard rock beside him.
With a loud "boom", the rock shattered into several pieces, sending fragments flying everywhere.
His chest heaved violently as he burst into a tirade: "These people on Douluo Continent are truly unreliable!"
"After my rebirth, I fought to the death with Qian Renxue for your sake, putting myself in danger several times, and finally dying at the hands of two gods!"
"Is this how you treat me? You all voted for that wretched little gray hair!"
"These ungrateful bastards have all found their way to death!"
Tang San was filled with resentment, his eyes were bloodshot, and a strong killing intent surged in his eyes.
He had thought that the people he sent out would awaken the conscience of the people of Douluo Continent, making them remember his "sacrifice" and vote for him.
As a result, he still had very few supporters!
A wicked thought even crossed his mind: we should really wipe out all these ungrateful bastards so they won't get in our way!
Seeing Little Gray Hair's arrogant demeanor, and thinking of the people of Douluo Continent who were continuously converging on Tiandou City to support him, everyone was impressed.
Tang San knew that whether it was this time or the fourth vote, he was going to fail completely.
At this moment, Tang San only hoped that the punishment he would receive would not be too severe.
After all, his spirit rings have become so inferior in color, falling from their original ten-thousand-year or hundred-thousand-year quality to ordinary hundred-year or thousand-year quality, and he has even lost his noble external spirit bone.
This made his hopes of becoming a god even more remote.
If he were to lose any more precious things, especially the immortal herbs he had consumed—those were the key to improving his talent and laying his foundation—these absolutely could not be taken away!
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"I knew it! There was no need for all this trouble; just give me the reward directly!"
In the most luxurious hotel suite in Tiandou City, floor-to-ceiling windows offer a panoramic view of the bustling city, while the interior is lavishly decorated yet cozy.
Little Gray Fur stood with his hands on his hips, his chin slightly raised, his little face full of pride, looking at the voting results on the sky as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
Her victory is beyond doubt, an absolute success!
Beside her, Firefly wore only a loose white silk nightgown, her long hair loosely draped over her shoulders, and gently wrapped her arms around Little Gray's neck from behind.
[Top 1 Little Gray Hair vs. Top 3 Tang San]
[Third Match: Tang San's Death vs. Little Gray Hair's Death]
[Top 1 Little Gray Fur, a complete victory!]
[Little Gray's Victory Reward: Fifty train tickets, and all of Tang San's belongings!]
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