11 p.m., Future City.
Not only Xiao Jun's team, but the other three major forces were also fully prepared.
High-tech lights illuminated the entire Future City like daylight.
Hundreds of thousands of survivors in Future City were on high alert, waiting for the next wave of zombies to descend.
In addition to Xiao Jun and the three major forces, there were also many scattered survivor loners who had joined this battle, but they were all gathered under those three major forces. In contrast, there was hardly anyone on Xiao Jun's side.
"Yue Sister, the sisters have all been prepared, and everyone has also been promoted to the second order."
Little loli had already become the logistics supervisor. Jiang Yue had already been promoted to the team leader's wife. How could she still work with her own hands? She only needed to coordinate the overall situation.
As for Xiao Jun, he was just a slightly more capable senior thug.
12 a.m. sharp.
A huge crack appeared in the sky on time.
Although this was not the first time seeing such a scene, Xiao Jun still couldn't help but think more every time.
Where did this crack come from? What was behind the crack? Could it be another world?
But none of these questions could be answered.
In the last life, Chen Gang, the lord of Future City, had already reached the seventh order mutant, but he was not even a match for the eighth order zombie on the other side, let alone exploring the crack in the sky.
The rain of zombies began to fall, and the war broke out again.
With more sufficient preparation and the strength improvement of many team members, tonight's battle was easier than last night’s.
Even if Xiao Jun, Wan Qianya and the others did not make a move, the members could resolve the second order zombies that appeared by themselves.
Those people who had paid money to hide in Xiao Jun's territory were also shivering with fear tonight, not knowing what to expect until they saw that the zombies were indeed attracted away by Xiao Jun’s team before they felt relieved.
"Pay attention to the time, rotate every 20 minutes."
Jiang Yue reminded them from time to time.
"Yue Sister, stay back, it's not safe here."
Seeing Jiang Yue come forward, several young ladies around hurriedly stopped her.
No kidding, this was not a joke. If something happened to this big sister, I guess the whole team would be finished.
Jiang Yue used to fight with her own hands, but ever since the number of people had exceeded 100, she basically never fought anymore. The younger sisters who came in later didn't even know that she could still kill zombies.
Jiang Yue didn't explain either. If she didn’t have to make a move, she definitely wouldn’t. Which girl liked fighting and killing? Except Li Jingyin.
Xiao Jun was already bored in the courtyard, he had lit a pile of fires and hung a large iron pot, and took out a pile of canned luncheon meat from his space.
In addition to the canned meat, there were also eggs, frozen shrimp, ham sausage and so on.
"Yue Jiang, hurry up and cook more rice."
The self-heating rice only took five minutes, very fast.
Jiang Yue was also in a good mood today. She took out 30 boxes of self-heating rice and started cooking at one time.
In a moment, there was another large pile of seasonings beside Xiao Jun.
"Brother Jun, the rice is cooked."
The twin sisters were also in the courtyard today instead of upstairs.
"Open them all and let it cool down."
Although the winter in southern China was not as scary as in the north, it still made people shiver. Xiao Jun opened all the lids of the self-heating rice boxes, and they all cooled down after a while.
On Xiao Jun's side, he had already started handling the shrimp.
First, he thawed the frozen shrimp, then threw it to the twin sister.
"Cut it into small pieces, you know?"
"Don't worry, Brother Jun. I often help my mother at home."
The sister was very confident. She finally felt a little useful.
"That's good. Cut the ham into dices later."
The sister looked puzzled.
"What are dices?"
Alright, Xiao Jun understood that this one was unreliable.
"Let me do it."
The younger sister took the kitchen knife from her sister's hand without chatter, and went straight into action.
With a few crisp cracking sounds, the whole ham was cut, and even the sizes of the dices were almost the same.
"Not bad, not bad. Sister, come over, you go help."
Xiao Jun was very satisfied. The younger sister was still more reliable.
At this time, Doctor Jiang also came out. Without saying anything, she went to Jiang Yue for a set of cooking utensils. It looked like she knew what she was doing.
The two worked together and soon cut up a batch of shrimp and ham.
Xiao Jun first blanched the shrimp, and started heating oil in another pot.
Twenty eggs went into the pot. As soon as the egg liquid solidified a little, he immediately added the ham dices and stir-fried.
"Rice."
Jing Ru hurriedly ran over carrying the cooled rice.
"Pour it in."
More than ten boxes of rice were poured in.
Xiao Jun continued to stir-fry until all the rice grains were separate.
Next, he added the shrimp, then kept stir-frying.
Because Xiao Jun put in a large quantity at a time, the stir-frying time was also longer.
Finally, he added salt, soy sauce and other seasonings, and even sprinkled some hot pepper powder.
A scent had already spread out in the courtyard.
"Come get food for those who are on break."
The young ladies who were standing by had already drooled from the scent. It had been so long since they last ate something so fragrant.
Before joining Xiao Jun’s team, they only ate properly three out of ten meals. After joining Xiao Jun’s team, at least there were enough rations, but still, how long has it been since they last enjoyed properly seasoned and stir-fried rice?
"Yun Yun, come over and arrange for people to add rice."
Little loli immediately ran over, followed by several young ladies, each holding a stack of bowls.
As for how to distribute the food and make sure everyone could eat without chaos, that was not something Xiao Jun worried about. With Jiang Yue there, there would definitely be no issues.
After the first batch of shrimp fried rice came out of the pan, the young ladies who were killing zombies seemed even more energetic, moving faster than before.
For the second batch, Xiao Jun decided to make luncheon meat fried rice.
Today, he would serve as the logistic chef.
"Jing Ru, you’re stealing food."
When Xiao Jun wasn't paying attention, the idle sister who was standing on the side also secretly grabbed a bowl and ran over.
Although she ate hot pot rice every day, this kind of fried rice with various seasonings seemed to have more allure, plus that layer of hot pepper powder really made her salivate.
"Jing Ru, go get some for your sister to eat."
Everyone else was busy, yet here she was only adding to the chaos.
The sister miserably took a large bowl, then her eyes turned, and instead of going to her younger sister, she went to Jiang Yue's side.
"Sister Yue, eat it while it's hot."
Xiao Jun laughed helplessly. This little girl, was she trying to curry favor with his work?
He didn’t bother with her, and started on the second pot.
There were over four hundred young ladies here. With one bowl per person, it looked like he was going to be quite tired today.
As the saying goes, the more egg fried rice you eat, the more energetic you get.
After eating, the young ladies who went to the front were even more vigorous in killing zombies. Wan Qianya hovered at the edge of the battlefield to prevent any casualties.
Casually sacrificing anyone would mean wasting 110 first-order mutant crystals, which was money!

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?"

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."

't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.