After confirming their direction of advance, everyone breathed a collective sigh of relief.
Jack adjusted the feed in his eye. This prosthetic eye was a crucial prototype developed by their organization, requiring further refinement after every use.
And resisting electromagnetic interference was one of its functions.
Just as he was about to step forward, a thick, sturdy hand reached out, clutching a high-energy battery. It was the burly man named Burst Bear.
"Boss, backup power." Burst Bear's voice was muffled and concise.
"I just swapped in a fully charged one before we set off." Jack patted his arm and pushed the battery back. "Keep it. On this job, we might have some big guys to deal with later."
Burst Bear didn't insist, silently putting the battery away.
Jack took the lead, guiding the group along the path locked in by his prosthetic eye, heading straight for the mountain peak.
This time, they encountered no further obstacles.
Finally, the moment they stepped onto the edge of the summit, a thick stench mixing burnt flesh and blood hit their faces, making even these battle-hardened agents feel their stomachs churn.
The scene before them was like a painting of hell.
Centered around the peak, as far as the eye could see, the ground was littered with corpses.
A corpse hung from every charred piece of wood.
Those charred spikes ruthlessly pinned the bodies to the trees.
The corpses were in various postures, but without exception, they all maintained expressions of extreme terror from before their deaths, burned beyond recognition by high temperatures.
Seeing this, Jack and the others couldn't help but gasp, subconsciously averting their eyes.
Heipi's mouth fell slightly open. A curse word reached his lips, but he just couldn't bring himself to spit it out.
What kind of terrifying power could create such a tragic scene in an instant?
Was it an unknown treasure losing control? Or some inhuman existence?
Jack's mission was to investigate this. If it was a treasure, bring it back; if it was a person, it was best to bring them back too.
His mechanical prosthetic eye rapidly scanned the entire summit, quickly recording and analyzing the condition of every corpse.
If it weren't for the electromagnetic interference, he definitely would have sent a message to headquarters immediately.
"Everyone, combat formation. Advance towards the center."
Jack's cold voice broke the dead silence.
The group immediately snapped out of their shock, quickly fanning out and slowly walking towards the very center of that forest of corpses.
Everyone's hands were already resting on their weapons, muscles tense and ready to strike.
The closer they got, the tighter Jack's brow furrowed.
He noticed a detail.
All the corpses, no matter where they were pinned, were facing the exact same direction.
What exactly was at that center position?
Pushing aside the last damp bush, a bizarre sliver of light finally pierced through the murky air.
As they drew near, the sight before them brought the men to a halt.
It was a naked teenage boy. Under the illumination of the multicolored light, his skin flowed with a jade-like luster. He sat cross-legged, looking peaceful, as if the surrounding corpses and devastation had nothing to do with him.
And right in front of the boy stood a banner.
That banner emitted a brilliant, multicolored light, much like the scattered radiance of Buddha in Buddhist tales. It was holy and majestic, painting this bloody land to look like a divine realm.
Jack's pupils shrank slightly.
He first cast a quick glance at the boy's fair skin and distinct Asian features, and then his gaze locked onto that banner.
That thing wasn't planted in the ground.
It simply floated quietly a few centimeters above the earth, moving without wind. The ancient runes on the banner flickered, exuding heart-palpitating energy fluctuations.
This was absolutely a treasure beyond common sense!
He turned his head and signaled Onitake beside him with a look.
"What is this?"
Others might not have seen it, but he clearly noticed that this flag-like object was hovering a few centimeters above the dirt.
Onitake narrowed his eyes, carefully examining it for a long while. In Nihon's sacrificial rituals, artifacts of a similar shape were not uncommon.
He lowered his voice and gave his assessment in English: "Looking at its shape, it should be a magical artifact used in our Nihon rituals, called a 'Hata'."
To help Jack understand, he specifically used Japanese for that last term.
Clearly, Onitake believed this banner was an item used for Nihon rituals.
Just as his words fell.
The boy who had been sitting quietly with his eyes closed suddenly twitched his eyelashes and abruptly opened his eyes!
Those eyes were as black as ink and bottomless. The peacefulness from a moment ago vanished without a trace, replaced by a trace of offended irritation.
"What the hell do you mean, a Nihon ritual artifact! This is my traditional Huaxia Human Emperor Banner! Do you even understand the value of the Human Emperor Banner!"
This loud scolding startled the birds in the forest, causing them to flutter up in all directions.
Originally, Lin Mo wanted to act cool, but these people came up and immediately called it some Nihon ritual artifact.
You're from Nihon, not South Korea, why do you love stealing things so much!
This sudden shout made Jack's heart skip a beat.
A Huaxia person?! No, not necessarily. He could be from Singapore or Malaysia.
Jack took a step back and frowned. The country of Luzon was located in Southeast Asia, where there were many Asians around, and many who could speak Chinese.
He immediately took another half step back. The atmosphere of the entire team instantly froze, and everyone subconsciously pressed their hands against the weapons at their waists.
The air suddenly thickened.
Lin Mo, however, ignored this tense atmosphere and slowly stood up.
He didn't have a single piece of clothing on his body. His well-proportioned and powerful body lines were fully exposed under the multicolored brilliance. He showed no bashfulness at all; instead, he exuded a primal and open sense of oppression.
It was for no other reason than that his clothes had been torn to shreds by lightning during his tribulation, including his underwear.
"Wait!"
Jack immediately raised his hand, stopping the actions of the people behind him.
Looking at the imposing teenager before him, he knew very well in his heart that once they made a move, their squad might not be able to leave this island in one piece.
He took a deep breath, trying to communicate in his Chinese, which was so broken it could serve as a tongue twister.
"Nee how... We, mean no harm."
Jack spoke while using gestures to assist himself. "We just want to know, the typhoon... the one called Jebi, why is it... gone?"
To show his sincerity, he pointed to the surrounding corpses wearing Luzon soldier uniforms.
"These people, they are not with us. We... come from the United States."
He nervously observed Lin Mo's expression, trying to find a trace of communicability on that overly young face.
However, Lin Mo merely glanced at him. The anger in his eyes had faded, replaced by a playful scrutiny.
After a good while, Lin Mo finally spoke lazily, his tone carrying the slight hoarseness of someone who had just woken up.
"Oh? The typhoon."
He rolled his neck, letting out a series of crisp bone-cracking sounds.
"I found it too noisy, so I smashed it apart."
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
y came from. The chests contained supplies, currency, class-change scrolls, skills, talents… and even godhood! The laws of the world were completely rewritten. This became a world where everyone gambled with their fate! Some people, despite having nothing, opened a divine artifact and rose to the top, eventually ruling the world. Others went bankrupt, opened nothing but worthless junk, and leaped from skyscrapers in despair. Lin Ye arrived in this world from another reality, utterly bewildered. “What is going on? Why is everyone a gambling addict?!” “Opening chests? No way. I refuse to gamble. I’ll start with myself!” Until— On his first chest, he obtained a Mythic Talent: Void Incarnation! He could become completely intangible, pass through all things, and reduce everything to nothingness! … On his fiftieth chest, he obtained a Mythic Weapon: Blade of Karma! With a single slash, karma shattered, twisting the universe and overturning the myriad phenomena of creation! … On his ninety-ninth chest, he obtained a Mythic Divine Treasure: Primordial Purple Energy! It could split open the heavens and earth, create all things, and evolve countless worlds with a single thought! Lin Ye: “Now that I think about it… shouldn’t someone have told me that every chest is guaranteed to contain something Mythic?!”
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
