"Damn brat!"
Butcher glared coldly at An Yi.
This kid was seriously cunning!
In a direct fight, he would only run away.
Now, when Butcher tried to deal with Lin Chen and the others, this brat used all sorts of bizarre tricks to keep him engaged.
Lin Chen picked up the dagger An Yi had dropped, studied the red, yellow, and blue wires for a long moment, then said grimly, "These wires are rigged—you can't cut them."
Butcher grinned. "If you'd acted just now, we'd all be in hell already."
An Yi's expression turned icy.
Time was running out—the countdown on the timer was rapidly decreasing, inching closer to detonation.
"Let's take him together!"
An Yi clenched his fist, gathering energy before launching a punch at Butcher.
Butcher was ready. With a flick of his short blade, the energy dispersed harmlessly.
Lin Chen's attack followed immediately, his fists whistling through the air.
"Pathetic tricks!"
Butcher swept a leg out, knocking Lin Chen down before pinning him with a knee to the chest. His blade flashed, driving straight for Lin Chen's heart.
Lin Chen struggled, but the difference in strength was insurmountable.
"Stop!"
Qin Yao's voice rang out.
At the same time, An Yi darted forward like the wind, tackling Butcher and interrupting his attack.
An Yi rolled and sprang back up.
Butcher was sent flying but unharmed—not even slightly threatened.
With a quick flip, Butcher regained his footing, gripping his blade with a sinister smirk. "If this is all you've got, then you can die here."
"Not necessarily."
An Yi raised his hand slowly, revealing a remote control in his palm.
Butcher immediately checked his pocket—empty.
This kid had actually swiped the remote in that split-second moment of contact.
"Impressive speed, kid." Butcher frowned slightly.
The window had been impossibly brief, yet An Yi had managed to pickpocket the bomb's remote right under his nose.
That kind of hand speed was terrifying.
Just how many hours of practice had it taken to refine that skill?
"Thanks for the compliment."
An Yi smirked.
He'd taken a gamble.
Butcher was hyper-vigilant—normally, An Yi couldn't even get within three steps of him, let alone use his "Cloud Hand" technique to snatch the remote.
But Lin Chen's close combat had created an opening, giving An Yi the perfect chance to strike.
Now that he had the remote, he could deactivate the bomb.
Then, all they had to do was escape with Qin Yao. Surely they could break out of this damned factory.
The authorities had already been alerted. With Yan Zhi and her team closing in, Butcher wouldn't stand a chance.
"Old Lin, keep him busy," An Yi said.
"Got it."
Lin Chen's expression hardened.
A surge of energy erupted from his body, radiating intense heat. The air around him shimmered with waves of scorching energy.
Butcher's eyes gleamed with interest. "So you've been holding back until now."
But when An Yi examined the remote, his heart sank.
There was only one button—"Accelerate."
No detonation. No deactivation.
"Son of a bitch! This remote is useless!"
Furious, An Yi hurled it to the ground, his gaze turning frigid.
Butcher chuckled. "I never said it worked. If you want to disarm the bomb, figure it out yourselves."
Only "Red Venom" could defuse this custom-made explosive.
For anyone else, it was impossible.
Lin Chen, his body blazing with heat, locked eyes with Butcher. "I'll hold him off. You find a way."
Damn it, how the hell am I supposed to do that?
An Yi cursed inwardly.
He'd only just arrived in this world—he didn't even know what a bomb was until today.
Qin Yao's tears spilled over as she whispered, "An Yi, Lin Chen... just run. Leave me. Go!"
"Shh, I'll figure something out. We still have time."
An Yi forced a smile, trying to reassure her—until he glanced at the timer again.
His blood ran cold.
The display showed one hour left.
But divided by twelve... that meant five minutes.
Shit!
Panic surged through him.
The bomb's blast radius was massive. If they abandoned Qin Yao now, they could still escape.
But leaving her behind...
Meeting Qin Yao's determined gaze, An Yi took a slow breath, his lips curving into a faint smile as he gently ruffled her hair.
"Don't be afraid."
His voice was steady, though a slight tremor betrayed him.
Qin Yao stared at him—his usual carefree face now softened with rare tenderness.
Her tears fell uncontrollably.
"Just go! Why won't you listen? Run!"
Her voice trembled, her body shaking with sobs.
"Trust me. Trust Lin Chen."
An Yi focused, his mind racing.
There had to be a way. There always was.
Lin Chen had protagonist armor—he wouldn't die.
And Qin Yao, with her 96-point destiny value, was too important to die so soon.
But where was the solution?
At that moment, Lin Chen's shirt tore apart.
His muscles, perfectly sculpted, radiated raw power—the kind that would make any girl swoon.
But his upper body steamed like white-hot metal, heat waves rolling off him.
"Seven Kill Fist!"
Butcher's eyes widened in surprise.
This kid actually knew forbidden techniques?
"RAAAGH!"
Lin Chen roared like a beast, his punch crashing toward Butcher with terrifying force.
"Interesting!"
Butcher's bloodlust flared. He discarded his blade and met the strike head-on.
Fist met fist.
A shockwave erupted.
Boom!
Both men staggered back.
"Seven Kill Fist... not something to take lightly."
Butcher retreated, retrieving his short blade.
That punch had been monstrous—his arm still trembled from the impact.
"But in this state, do you even have the awareness to fight me?"
Butcher sneered.
Lin Chen couldn't control the overwhelming power of Seven Kill Fist.
Relying on brute strength alone?
Wishful thinking.
His blade flashed.
A spray of blood burst from Lin Chen's shoulder.
"Missed the vitals?"
Butcher frowned.
That strike should have been fatal.
Yet at the last moment, Lin Chen's animalistic instincts had twisted his body just enough to evade death.
Butcher twirled his blade, grinning. "Fascinating."
Three minutes left.
With the bomb ticking relentlessly, An Yi's mind raced.
He had the Rogue System.
Cloud Hand. Combat Mastery. Dagger Proficiency. Medical Skills. Nine Yang Needles. Flash Fist...
His thoughts spun wildly until they landed on one skill—Lockpicking.
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."
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
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?
