Receiving such a massive amount of information in such a short time would inevitably cause extremely severe brain damage.
Barring any accidents, he was likely ruined for life.
Even if he could be cured...
After witnessing so many thrilling and stimulating videos, it would be impossible for him to return to a normal state.
"Huff... huff..."
"If he dies just like this, it must be the most painful way to die in the world, right?"
Looking at the strong man on the ground and confirming that he wouldn't wake up anytime soon, Weston finally breathed a sigh of relief.
At this time, Mavis also trotted over, looking nervous, tears welling up in her eyes: "Weston, you're injured..."
"It's fine, the wound isn't deep. It'll heal after resting for a while. The enemies will soon be attracted by the commotion here; we have to leave this place as soon as possible!"
"...Okay, I'll help you."
Tens of minutes later, Weston brought Mavis and Zera back to the safe house where he had placed Mavis earlier. Then he went home to scavenge some ointment for treating external injuries and food before returning to the underground cave.
That night, in the dark underground cave, three figures huddled together and fell into a deep sleep amidst nervousness and anxiety.
The next day, Zera woke up groggily.
Facing the strange situation at that moment, the Young Miss, who still didn't know what had happened, immediately started making a fuss.
After Weston explained the situation, Zera felt as if the sky had collapsed and couldn't wait to go out to verify the truth.
But through the magic map, Weston discovered that the people from Blue Skull hadn't fully retreated yet. Of course, he couldn't let her leave, so he had to forcibly tie her up.
It wasn't until the third day, when all the Blue Skull members had left, that Weston brought Mavis and Zera back to the surface.
Standing on the small hill, looking at the village in the distance that had become ruins, all three of them revealed expressions of despair.
"Is everyone... still alive?"
"Maybe not many, but I think there are!"
"Let's go, let's go check the village together."
Soon, the three arrived at the village.
Seeing the tragic state of their "hometown" up close was even more shocking than standing on the small hill.
The two young girls couldn't help but cry.
While leading the two to search for Zeeself's body, Weston used Telepathy Magic to broadcast outwards—
[The enemies have all withdrawn, the island is safe. If anyone is still alive, please gather at the village!]
[Repeat!]
[The enemies have...]
Half an hour later, the three of them found Zeeself's body under a stone wall in the central square of the village.
The bodies of some mages from the Red Lizard guild were also there, but most of them had been burned beyond recognition by the fire.
Zera cried bitterly.
About an hour later, the survivors who received Weston's message arrived one after another.
Seeing the tragic state of the village, everyone was speechless. They could only work together to clear the bodies and then barely manage to clear a space as a temporary base.
At nightfall, after counting the number of people.
"Out of over a thousand people of Tenrou, are there really less than a third left?"
An older man sat in the center of the crowd and sighed deeply.
A middle-aged man next to him said with a bitter face, "It couldn't be helped. Those guys were simply demons. They were incredibly cruel, sparing not even children, women, or the elderly."
"Honestly, it's already a great fortune that a third of us survived."
"This is thanks to Weston's notification and the safe houses he prepared in advance; otherwise, even more people would have died."
"Yeah, it's all thanks to him!"
The survivors cast grateful glances at Weston in the crowd.
"No matter what, life must go on."
"Starting tomorrow, let's work together to rebuild our home!"
...
In the blink of an eye, a week had passed since the Blue Skull invasion of Tenrou Island.
After this period of recuperation, Weston's injuries had mostly healed.
That sword pressure that day had eighty percent of its power shaved off by the magic shield he created, leaving only a shallow scar on his chest in the end.
And very fortunately, there was no bacterial infection.
It should be known that the medical level on Tenrou Island wasn't high to begin with, and now all kinds of resources on the island had been looted clean. If the situation worsened, it was very likely he couldn't be saved.
As for the safety of the island...
Perhaps because Blue Skull thought everyone on the island had been killed, or maybe because they had already obtained the treasure "Tenrou Jade" guarded here for generations.
In short, the enemy did not come again, which greatly relieved the survivors on the island.
The surviving people of Tenrou, numbering less than three hundred, quickly gathered together, preparing to rebuild their home.
But just clearing the battlefield, burning, and burying the bodies took a full three days.
Although these tasks were arduous and filthy, they had to be done. After all, if left unattended, it would easily lead to a plague in the future.
While cleaning up the battlefield, some islanders discovered that the treasure "Tenrou Jade" was missing.
After some speculation, everyone agreed that the treasure had been snatched by Blue Skull, and they couldn't help but feel regret and pity.
Fortunately, no one proposed to snatch it back.
The residents on the island were very self-aware. They knew that with just these three hundred old and weak people before them, they couldn't contend with a powerful magic guild, so they could only obediently swallow this loss.
As for revenge or anything like that, they didn't even dare to think about it.
For everyone, the urgent task was to build a new home.
The people did not choose to rebuild the new village on the ruins of the old one.
This was because after suffering the Blue Skull attack, the original village had turned into ruins. If they wanted to rebuild on top of it, they would have to clear a large amount of debris from the battlefield first.
Given the current situation on Tenrou Island, expending manpower to do this was obviously unwise.
In comparison, choosing another place to build the village would actually be faster.
So after discussion, everyone chose the location for the new village on the west side of the island, centering around the library and the school.
There were two reasons for this.
One was that when the children went to school here before, for the convenience of their studies, the people on the island had already opened up quite a few bases nearby and built several structures like a cafeteria.
With these infrastructures in place, rebuilding the village would undoubtedly be much more convenient.
On the other hand, the terrain near the school was open and flat, and not far from the river.
In this way, whether it was transporting supplies, building defensive works, catching food, or digging canals later, it would be very convenient.
In addition to the above two points, there was also the issue of the children's education.
But that was something to consider only after rebuilding their home.