Old Wang's accusations were not entirely unfounded.
The order to abandon supplies and retreat collectively had indeed come from Chen Yuan.
While the original intention was to preserve their forces, it had objectively given the enemy an opening to exploit.
Chen Yuan trembled with rage, pointing at Old Wang, his lips quivering as he struggled to speak.
When had he ever been subjected to such slander?!
"You... you're full of shit!"
"Chen Yuan, with a single command from you, all field teams and shelters discarded their strategic supplies. Isn’t that suspicious?" Old Wang grew increasingly agitated, spittle flying as he spoke.
Even some staff who had previously trusted Chen Yuan without question now began to waver.
The doubts Old Wang raised were impossible to ignore.
Just then, a young operator’s fingers flew across the control panel.
Seconds later, his face paled, and he looked up sharply. "Report! The C-4 zone surveillance feed was replaced with a 45-second loop twenty minutes ago! The real-time feed has been cut off since then!"
"Only someone with clearance here could’ve—"
The truth was laid bare in an instant.
Every pair of eyes in the room turned toward Old Wang like daggers.
Old Wang merely offered a resigned smile.
He’d stalled Chen Yuan long enough.
It was sufficient.
"Why...?" Chen Yuan’s voice was thick with anguish and disbelief. "Why?! Wang Zhenguo! Why the hell would you do this?! What has Great Xia ever done to wrong you?! How can you live up to your name?!"
Old Wang—Wang Zhenguo—shed his facade, revealing a twisted, venomous expression. "Everything has wronged me!"
"Knowing resistance is futile, yet you keep sending us to die, just like in this operation."
"My wife, my son—both were forced to carry out suicide missions with guns to their heads."
"And then what? The commanders sit safely in the rear? Get promoted for their ‘brilliant leadership’?"
"What about my son and wife? Their names crammed into a list of hundreds during the post-war briefing, flashed on screen for a single second?"
"Damn it all! Those on the front lines just have to obey orders and die, while cowards like you, Chen Yuan, get to overthink and cling to your lives in the rear."
"I lost my wife, my son, and got a ‘special promotion’ out of pity. But you—a spineless coward—how the hell did you climb this high?!"
"None of it matters now."
"‘The God’ is coming. This rotten world will be cleansed!" Wang Zhenguo spread his arms, his expression manic. "And all of you will be sacrifices for the new era!"
"You bastard!" Chen Yuan roared, yanking out his weapon and leveling it at Wang Zhenguo.
At that moment—
BOOM—!!!
A deafening explosion erupted from outside headquarters!
The entire command center shook violently.
On the main screen, the pale-blue energy barrier flickered precariously.
The cyan tenth-tier Origin Beast, which had been hovering at the battlefield’s edge bombarding them from afar, suddenly seemed empowered by some immense force, unleashing a strike rivaling that of an eleventh-tier.
Then, under the horrified gazes of everyone—
CRACK!
The energy barrier in that sector shattered like glass under a hammer, exploding into countless shards.
A gaping breach over ten meters wide was torn open.
Thick clouds of ash, reeking of the Origin Beasts’ foulness and frenzied aura, surged through the breach like a flood.
Chen Yuan took a deep breath, forcing himself to stay calm. "Take this traitor away! Lock him up under heavy guard!"
He swiftly returned to his command post. "Little Liu, attempt remote restoration of the energy supply immediately! All available engineers, grab backup power modules—we’re reinforcing the barrier nodes by force!"
"But Chen Yuan, there are already Origin Beasts breaching—"
"I know it’s dangerous!" Chen Yuan cut him off. "But we have no choice! Teams One, Two, Three... hell, everyone who can still fight, follow me! We’re clearing a path for the engineers!"
He turned to Su Qi. "Brother Su, at this point, command is irrelevant. The only variable is that tenth-tier... Keep an eye on it. If it moves—"
"Put it down."
Su Qi nodded. "Understood."
At the breach, several massive high-tier Origin Beasts roared as they charged in, their crimson eyes locked onto the headquarters’ metal doors.
The quickest-reacting security teams were already engaging.
Though the doors were a last line of defense, they couldn’t afford to let the beasts get close.
The clash of blades, flashes of card-based abilities, and the beasts’ claws and fangs collided in a cacophony of thunderous impacts.
But their resistance seemed pitiful against these creatures—most at seventh or eighth-tier, with two even at ninth-tier.
A security officer was sent flying by a ninth-tier wolf-like Origin Beast, his chest caved in, blood gushing—clearly beyond saving.
Then—
A black blur streaked past like a ghost.
An eighth-tier bear-type Origin Beast, its massive paw raised to crush a defenseless fighter.
The man shut his eyes, bracing for death.
The expected pain never came.
He opened his eyes.
Chen Yuan, eyes bloodshot, held his blade against the bear’s paw, his voice strained to the point of distortion. "Damn... first time fighting an Origin Beast of the same tier. This is fucking brutal."
"All remaining combat personnel, to the breach! Hold it at all costs!"
"Guardian Jiang will be here in half an hour."

lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...

e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"

ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!

rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!