"Hey, Captain Xiao Jun, we meet again. No wonder I felt a surge of excitement when I stepped out—it turns out I was about to run into you."
Lone Wolf had a constipated expression on his face, which quickly turned into a spring breeze. Such a person would have been a shame not to become an actor.
[Oh no, not this killing machine again. Whenever I run into him, it's always trouble.]
Xiao Jun had been about to leave, but upon hearing this, he turned around and walked over.
"Captain Lone Wolf, long time no see."
Lone Wolf felt even more uncomfortable. This thousand-blade butcher was just about to leave, so why did he come back? Yet he still had to force a smile.
"Captain Xiao, you must be busy. We'll have plenty of opportunities to meet."
Watching Xiao Jun inch closer, Lone Wolf felt utterly miserable, like he had eaten feces, but he couldn't say anything.
After the previous incident, everyone in the group knew that their captain and Xiao Jun were like brothers, close pals. Of course, none of them would try to stop him.
Xiao Jun effortlessly approached Lone Wolf and casually put his arm around his shoulder.
"Busy with what? I'm completely free. Brother, what were you up to?"
At this hour, what else could he be doing but going to raid the supply drop crates?
Lone Wolf thought disdainfully, this guy must be up to no good.
"Nothing much, just taking the brothers out for a stroll to enjoy the nice weather and take in the sights of Future City."
Xiao Jun almost burst out laughing. This guy really had a knack for talking nonsense with a straight face.
"I heard the Lone Wolf Group has grown quite powerful, almost rivaling Future City itself. Who knows, maybe one day I'll have to rely on your protection, brother."
Since he liked to play-act, Xiao Jun didn't mind humoring him. After all, he wasn't worried about wasting time.
What's more, Jiang Yue and the others were likely raiding the supply drops as well, so this was indirectly eliminating an enemy.
"Sure, sure, I'll definitely protect you when the time comes. But for now, brother, I have some business to attend to. Maybe we can catch up another time?"
Lone Wolf couldn't take it anymore. The supply drops had already landed, and every minute wasted was resources lost.
The Lone Wolf Group had grown significantly larger, and all those new members needed resources to sustain them.
"Or, why don't we grab a couple drinks right now? Consider it an early celebration for the Lone Wolf Group."
"Screw off, Xiao Jun. What do you really want?"
If he kept beating around the bush, the entire day would be wasted. Lone Wolf finally couldn't hold back any longer.
"Nothing, just wanted to sell you some information that could impact the future of the Lone Wolf Group."
Lone Wolf was about to lash out when Xiao Jun applied subtle pressure with his hand, immobilizing him.
"I just sold this very piece of information to Chen Gang, the leader of Future City, for a whopping fifty third-tier mutant crystals."
"But since we're brothers, I'll only charge you thirty. What do you say?"
Lone Wolf wanted to curse him out, but mindful of the weight on his shoulder, he held his tongue.
"Trust me, this information is worth every crystal. Even Chen Gang bought it for fifty—you know I'm not lying, right?"
Lone Wolf hesitated.
Xiao Jun did come from the direction of Future City, and it was still early. Unless something major happened, he shouldn't have visited Future City this soon.
Could it be that he wasn't actually lying?
To give or not to give thirty third-tier mutant crystals?
If he didn't, this Xiao would likely keep stalling him.
Lone Wolf started wavering, epitomizing his indecisive nature.
"How about this? I'll tell you the information first. I'm not worried you'll welch on the payment—you know the consequences if you do."
The zombie siege was a big deal. Uniting all human forces would give them a better chance of survival. Although Lone Wolf harbored some resentment toward him, now wasn't the time to settle scores.
Moreover, by tonight at the latest, Chen Gang would disseminate this information to the major groups, the Lone Wolf Group being one of them.
He might as well sell the information to Lone Wolf now and make some quick crystals while he's at it.
Whether Lone Wolf agreed or not, Xiao Jun blurted out the news about the imminent fifth-tier zombie siege.
At first, Lone Wolf listened begrudgingly, but as Xiao Jun continued, his demeanor changed, and he began paying close attention.
"Well? Did I lie to you? Just say if it's worth thirty third-tier mutant crystals or not."
Lone Wolf remained lost in thought after Xiao Jun's revelation, staying silent for a long while.
Xiao Jun didn't rush him. He had already shared the information, so Lone Wolf would have to pay up one way or another.
After a prolonged silence, Lone Wolf finally took out thirty third-tier mutant crystals and said earnestly, "If it's true, then this information is definitely worth the price."
"But could you maybe try fleecing someone else? I've been shorn clean."
With that, Lone Wolf left with his men. Xiao Jun didn't stop them.
The weather today was indeed nice. Not only did he get to relax his usually heavy mood, but he also pocketed thirty free mutant crystals.
That afternoon.
News suddenly spread from the major groups in Future City that a massive zombie horde would lay siege to the city in three days.
This information spread through Future City like wildfire, reaching every corner instantly.
At the same time, elite forces from all the major groups mobilized to maintain order within the city.
Xiao Jun didn't receive this news because he was taking an afternoon nap.
However, Jiang Yue participated in the operation on his behalf.
This was no longer just a personal matter but rather the survival of all humans in Future City.
Only by uniting all available forces could they overcome this crisis.
"Any issues with our group?"
Second floor.
Jiang Yue faced Little loli.
"Sister Yue, don't worry. Since the reason for the fifth-tier zombies hasn't been disclosed, everyone's actually quite optimistic."
Not just Xiao Jun's group, but most people in Future City shared a similar mindset.
Far from chaos, many even looked forward to the siege.
A zombie siege? It's just a few more zombies, right? They already dropped from the sky daily in droves. Everyone was used to killing tens of thousands of them.
Some even anticipated it, seeing it as a chance to level up and acquire more mutant crystals. If too few zombies came during the siege, there might not be enough for everyone to share.
This was a misconception created by Xiao Jun.
In the previous world, the zombie siege started with three hundred thousand undead, but Future City's total population back then was only a few hundred thousand.
In this world, for various reasons, not only had everyone's leveling speed increased, but the number of survivors was also much higher.
Consequently, this zombie siege would completely exceed Xiao Jun's expectations, potentially reaching millions of undead.
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."
nto another world, I bought a slave for the first time, never expecting the silver wolf girl to be so cute... Lin Feng: I know it's cold, but you don't have to sneak into my bed! Yuna: Just sharing body warmth, if you dare do anything naughty, I'll definitely...
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
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.”
