Chapter 850 - 205: Mission
In the face of the Doomsday Game, any form of power doesn’t possess much distinction; all can be categorized under the framework of the Extraordinary.
The curse mastered by Lin Xiuyu is the same.
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Notifications kept appearing on his phone.
After the personnel of Chenhe evacuated Jinghan City, everything calmed down, and there was no movement from the people of the World of Heaven.
"They definitely won’t let it rest," Zhou An said with certainty. He understood the mindset of the people from the World of Heaven very well,
"They probably have sensed the existence of the apocalypse, which is why they’re willing to do anything to enter our world."
"Such an apocalypse is enough to destroy everything, even a world as profound as Li Tian can’t withstand it."
Su Changxing nodded, looking towards the dark red skies: "If they’re smart, they won’t try to enter our world again, unless... they’re forced."
"If that’s the case, they’ll eventually crawl out like evil ghosts from there, until they’ve exhausted every last of their power."
"You need to rest; I’ll watch over things here, there won’t be any problems."
Though he was restricted by the "antivirus software" in the sky, the people from the World of Heaven would be similarly restricted, so he was not afraid of anyone.
"Alright, then I’ll take a nap; I’m exhausted to death." Zhou An showed a weary face, walked a few steps, then turned back as if he remembered something, and said:
"Zhu Wenwu asked me to give you a message when he left; he will certainly fulfill his promise, so you don’t need to worry."
"I noticed that his status didn’t seem right either. That hazy and dark aura reminded me of the Blood Moon, the one we encountered in the Zombie World."
"Is it the same?"
Zhou An looked at Su Changxing with a calm face, clearly not asking randomly.
Su Changxing was silent for a moment, knowing that Zhou An was now different from before and had the right to know these things, so he no longer hid:
"Yes, it’s the same thing. You should have encountered the Blood Species before... He somehow transformed himself into a Half-blood Species, then killed the Doomsday Cult’s White Mask and absorbed his power."
Zhou An asked a question that had been bothering him: "So is he still human?"
Su Changxing answered without much thought because he had considered this question many times before: "Yes and no, humanity itself is a very vague boundary, or it depends on him."
But can certain things really be determined by their own will?
Su Changxing felt that humanity itself was quite insignificant, with not much they could decide, not even controlling their own thoughts.
Zhou An nodded slightly with a faint smile, confidently saying: "I believe in him."
The whole war in Huazhou also came to an abrupt end in such a turning point, leaving only the slowly rising smoke and the lingering smell of blood in the wind, constantly stimulating people’s nerves that had just relaxed.
Most people, apart from the high-ranking leaders on both sides, had little space for thought in this war and weren’t even aware of the real reason for the conflict.
Although many people on the forum were discussing this event, it was not as fervent as expected. Despite the forum IDs being virtual, most people had already been registered with real names after such a long time.
If caught talking recklessly, it could be fatal. In such chaotic times, beheading was a common and effective method, and many settlements had set up guillotines where people were regularly executed.
Where there are rules, there will be rule-breakers. To maintain the existing rules, those who break them must be punished.
Human reproductive ability is strong, the first batch of newborns after the apocalypse is growing, and they are healthier, wiser, and more perfect than the previous generation, probably becoming Extraordinary more easily.
They are gradually adapting to this world; for them, the world simply is what it is, and there is no meaning in terms like cruel, not cruel, peaceful, or not peaceful.
"Being in Hell, one does not feel it’s Hell; being in Heaven, one does not feel it’s Heaven."
"If this world can last long enough, perhaps future people will forget the ordinary way it once was," Su Changxing spoke to himself, his face shadowed as if contemplating something.
Chang Yi, dressed in a black coat, holding a red leather book in his left hand, thought for a moment and said:
"I don’t think all of this will be forgotten. If we really survive, time may erase all memories, but the inheritance of civilization will also remember some important things."
Su Changxing sat on a carved wooden chair, facing in the direction of the altar, looked back at Chang Yi, who had just arrived, and asked:
"What’s the matter?"
Chang Yi seriously stated: "It seems that there was internal turmoil at the National Council’s side, which allowed them to withdraw troops so smoothly, but what happened is still unclear."
Su Changxing pointed to the chair beside him and said: "I see, have a seat and rest. How is Ye Yongqiang’s situation?"
Chang Yi gave a clear smile and said: "The situation is relatively stable, there shouldn’t be any major issues."
By "no major issues," it means he won’t die. For them, as long as one is not dead, it’s not a major issue, and even if their limbs are broken, they can be reattached using some mysterious items.
The life force of the Extraordinary is strong, so one often finds many people on the battlefield who look dead but are actually alive.
Chang Yi hesitated for a moment and then said: "Due to the large number of corpses on the battlefield, lots of powerful creatures in the black mist have been attracted. I need to handle it."
Su Changxing nodded: "It’s fine, you go."
Just then, the phone vibrated, and a message popped up—it was a task.
This was the second task he received since returning to this world. The Doomsday Game seemed to recognize his strength as being substantial, so it wouldn’t assign him ordinary tasks.
[Sealing Doomsday Factors (S Level): You have confirmed that the third phase of the apocalypse originates from the World of Heaven, so you need to sever the connection with the World of Heaven.
This will inevitably trigger a frenzied counterattack from the World of Heaven, which might be unbearable.
Goal: Ensure Lin Xiuyu successfully severs the connection between the two worlds.
Reward: Access to advanced opportunities.]
Upon seeing the task notification on the phone, Su Changxing’s expression became serious. Given the Doomsday Game issuing a specific task, it indicated a high level of difficulty, even for him.
He could hardly imagine what methods the people from the World of Heaven would use for revenge.
A night passed, and by the next morning, through the black mist, sporadic bright lights appeared, enabling the distinction of mountains and the edges of forests.
Everything had been very peaceful, with nothing happening. Upon seeing the sunlight in the sky, Su Changxing slightly relaxed.
"Master! Master!"
The voice of Zhu Xin Xue came from behind the tent erected outside the altar, echoing far and wide with an anxious tone.
Su Changxing had a rough idea of what it was about; it seemed that Xu Kai had been severely injured during last night’s battle, nearly dying, and the medical personnel at the nearest base had no solutions.
Zhu Xin Xue had dragged him back from the territory of Chenhe.
In order to prevent the World of Heaven from sabotaging the ritual, he could only watch over things here while waiting for Zhu Xin Xue to bring the person over.
Zhu Xin Xue was alright, even her clothes seemed relatively clean, though stained with quite a bit of blood, likely Xu Kai’s blood.
Xu Kai appeared very wretched, his body punctured in multiple places, an arm severed in half, large areas of his skin burned, and there was almost no part of him unscathed.
"Because of the wooden fish head, he has this capability of enduring," Su Changxing couldn’t help but tease.
Zhu Xin Xue, seeing Su Changxing still looking leisurely, hastily stressed:
"Master, please don’t lecture him now; I think he’s about to die, just now, his breathing was faint."
"If not treated soon, he might truly die. Besides being stubborn-headed, Junior Brother Xu is still decent in other aspects."
Zhu Xin Xue had also changed quite a bit, she had grown considerably taller, matured, appeared vibrant, with fair skin, a small black mole under her left eye, and her hair tied into a long ponytail, likely influenced by Jin.
After examining Xu Kai’s situation, Su Changxing couldn’t help but frown: "His status is a bit strange."
Zhu Xin Xue showed a sorrowful expression: "Can’t he be saved?"
"Not quite." Su Changxing showed a conflicted expression.