Countless ghostly creatures had been pouring out continuously, numbering in the tens of thousands from the beginning until late into the night. The streets of the Seventh District were littered with corpses, and Su Ze was covered in blood.
"Death to those who enter Huaxia territory without permission!"
"Those who dare to transgress... must die..."
Shen Qingsheng's voice was weak as he dragged his battered body through the muddy pools of blood. His wounds kept bleeding, and his head was spinning uncontrollably.
Watching Su Ze fighting in the tide of ghosts, he collapsed helplessly against a street corner wall.
"Damn it... am I really going to die? I don't want to be a martyr... I want to be... *cough cough*... a hero... the kind that gets prize money... not the kind where my family gets condolence money..."
With a bang, the door of the house he was leaning against opened.
"Quick! Hero, come inside!"
Several people stood in the doorway, urgently calling out to Shen Qingsheng. They had been watching the battle on the battlefield, feeling grateful and awed by these heroes who were only seventeen or eighteen years old - while their peers were in school, these young warriors were protecting the lights of countless homes.
"Thank you," Shen Qingsheng showed no intention of going inside, because on the battlefield, his country was at his back, and he had nowhere to retreat.
"Do you have any gauze or bandages? Could I get a bottle of water?"
They seemed to understand and quickly brought several bottles of water and a medical kit, holding umbrellas as they delivered them to Shen Qingsheng through the bloody light.
Shen Qingsheng gulped down the water and wrapped numerous bandages around his wounds to apply pressure and stop the bleeding. As he treated his injuries, he spoke with a trembling voice:
"Please don't worry... nothing will happen to you tonight. I am a Huaxia Pioneer, a soldier of the people."
"The teacher said... that the people's soldiers will never betray the people..."
"Please don't worry... please don't worry... please don't worry..."
Feeling the pain from the tightening bandages, he spoke shakily yet excitedly, trying to use a soldier's mission to ease the pain, pretending to be a fearless warrior. But the constant pain from his wounds caused this soldier, not yet eighteen, to shed tears drop by drop.
Only now did he understand those iron-willed, honor-bound soldiers he had seen in TV dramas, who would grit their teeth through their injuries and still fearlessly charge at the enemy.
Back then, he thought soldiers couldn't feel pain and weren't afraid of death, thinking how cool they looked protecting their homeland.
That's why he wanted to join the army, but he worked too hard, unlocked his genetic lock, and became a superhuman, becoming a different kind of soldier but with the same mission.
Now he truly understood that soldiers feel pain too. They protect their homeland and fight bravely, but they're not fearless of death - they actually fear it too.
But the responsibility and mission they carry can help them rally their spirits.
The young man stood up, leaning on his sword against the wall. He was humming a song, though tears kept falling, as he staggered a few steps, steadied himself, took a deep breath, and charged into the ghost tide surrounding Su Ze.
"You beasts, grandpa's here!"
Watching this scene, everyone's hearts clenched, their eyes turning red.
For these two days, hardly anyone in any household had slept. They hid from the bloody light, watching the fighting on the streets through their windows. On the first day, that handsome young man had held back all the terror at everyone's doorstep.
On the second day came a new youth who feared death and pain. Their peers at this age were all studying, preparing for college entrance exams.
They should have been living that life too, but they couldn't.
Because for students to take their exams in peace, the nation needed these warriors to stand guard.
05:00:00
Dust City, Sixth District.
Under the flickering bloody light, Meng Xingyao stood atop a tall building, her expression stern and her black hair dancing in the wind, before leaping down toward the ghost tide below!
Her straight sword cut through waves of ghosts, trailing long ribbons.
Suddenly, countless ghosts were sent flying from afar, suffering heavy casualties.
She paused in surprise - there was supposed to be only her guarding the Sixth District, so who else was fighting?
Soon, she saw who it was.
It was a girl with sharp horns on her head, orange hair, and ghostly energy swirling around her.
Uesugi Chigenki!
She was decimating the ghosts with her bare hands, shattering a larger ghost with one punch. Fighting her way to Meng Xingyao's side, she asked:
"Where did you find me?"
"I picked you up from the river."
"..." Uesugi Chigenki was speechless. This woman must have negative emotional intelligence - she definitely doesn't have a boyfriend!
"I need you to take me to that river. I have to find my sister!" Uesugi Chigenki had been wandering for several hours but couldn't find the forest where her sister was in this vast, unfamiliar Dust City.
Moreover, she kept being hunted by the guards of other districts who mistook her for a ghost.
Her heart had sunk to the bottom. During these two days of the blood moon, with her sister being so naive, could she have been killed by the guards here?
"I'm busy now. Help me hold out until the blood moon ends, and I'll help you find your sister." Meng Xingyao's figure flashed through the ghost tide like lightning, countless ghosts dying under her blade.
Uesugi Chigenki suddenly rushed over, shattering surrounding ghosts with a palm strike, and pinned Meng Xingyao down. "Now! I want you to take me now!"
She was almost breaking down, tears dripping onto Meng Xingyao's calm, beautiful face.
Meng Xingyao remained unmoved, even speaking somewhat roguishly, "Whether you want to find your sister or pin me down to do whatever, if you want, I'll let you have your way with me after the blood moon ends, but not now. Right now, you have to listen to me."
"Help me get through tonight, and I'll take you to find your sister as soon as morning comes." Meng Xingyao pushed her away. "You have no choice but to listen to me."
After speaking, she rushed toward a ghost that was trying to break into a house.
Uesugi Chigenki also stood up and charged into the ghost tide. "Just until dawn? Don't underestimate me!"
Indeed, she had no choice. She couldn't find her sister on her own, and she couldn't kill Meng Xingyao, let alone get these Huaxia organizations guarding their territory to help her search.
Even if she forcibly took someone to help find her sister, after the blood moon ended, she and her sister would be eliminated by these fanatics.
Among international organizations, the most dangerous to provoke was the infamous Huaxia Ghost Officers.
They would annihilate an entire organization rooted in a chaotic city just to avenge one fallen brother.
When other powers learned that an organization had provoked the Huaxia Ghost Officers, everyone would avoid that organization, fearing that the Ghost Officers' revenge might accidentally involve them and lead to their destruction as well.
Orange warmth rose as the bloody horror subsided.
When light showered upon the land of Divine State, countless surviving ghosts were sucked into the spatial rifts opened by the blood moon.
In that moment, the entire nation erupted in celebration.

m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!

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.”

for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?

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."