In the valley, there was a huge stockade.
It was brightly lit.
Dozens of drug dealers, fully armed, were patrolling the stockade.
Ji Wushuang's team sent the intelligence back to the headquarters.
Just as they were about to retreat along the original route, an accident happened.
A newly - added patrol team was coming from the other direction.
The one leading the team was a lean middle - aged man.
The team members immediately held their breaths and blended in with the darkness.
The patrol team slowly approached.
Suddenly, the man raised his hand, signaling the team to stop.
He didn't look at the place where Ji Wushuang's team was hiding, but listened attentively.
In the summer night jungle, there should have been a noisy chorus of insects.
But in the area where they were lurking, there was an abrupt and eerie silence.
The man squinted his eyes.
Instead of shouting, he made a gesture to the people behind him.
One of his subordinates behind him understood instantly.
He suddenly threw an empty wine bottle towards the bushes where Ji Wushuang's team was hiding.
The bottle hit the ground, but there was no sound of any imaginary wild beast fleeing in panic.
There was only dead silence.
"Open fire!"
The drug dealer roared suddenly, and at the same time, he raised his gun and directly opened fire at the silent darkness.
The shrill alarm sounded instantly.
The whole stockade exploded like a disturbed beehive.
Countless bullets poured towards the place where they were hiding.
"Retreat!"
The team leader ordered.
They had been discovered.
The mission had failed.
Now, the only thing to do was to get out alive.
They fought back while retreating towards the cliff.
A young team member, codenamed "Scorpion", was shot in the thigh.
He grunted and fell to the ground.
"Don't worry about me! Go quickly!"
Scorpion shouted at everyone.
The team leader hesitated.
In the battlefield, abandoning an injured comrade was a disgrace.
But with an injured man, none of them could get away.
"Cover me!"
Ji Wushuang's voice was terrifyingly calm.
She didn't retreat.
Instead, she rushed towards Scorpion.
Bullets whizzed past her helmet.
She grabbed Scorpion and slung him onto her back.
Then she turned around and ran.
Scorpion was a six - foot - tall strong man.
He weighed at least 160 pounds.
But Ji Wushuang carried him on her back and her speed didn't slow down much.
Her body burst out with astonishing strength.
They retreated to the cliff.
But their escape route had been cut off.
Dozens of fully - armed drug dealers were about to surround them.
It was a desperate situation.
A real, desperate situation.
"Ghost, you take Scorpion and leave first," the team leader said to Ji Wushuang.
His voice was extremely calm, and there was a determined light in his eyes.
"Wildcat and I will cover your retreat."
Ji Wushuang looked at him.
"I have a way," she said.
"What way?"
"Jump down," Ji Wushuang pointed to the bottom of the cliff.
Below was a pitch - black, bottomless river.
"Are you crazy? Jumping from such a height, you'll either die or be severely disabled!"
"At least it's better than being shot to death," Ji Wushuang said.
She untied several special ropes from her legs and tightly tied Scorpion and herself together.
"Follow my command," she looked at the team leader and Wildcat.
"When I count to three, we'll all open fire at the same time to draw their firepower."
"Then, you follow me and jump together."
The team leader and Wildcat glanced at each other.
They chose to believe her.
To believe this legendary female soldier.
"Three!"
"Two!"
"One!"
The three of them opened fire in different directions at the same time.
The drug dealers' firepower was immediately drawn.
This was the moment!
Ji Wushuang carried Scorpion on her back and rushed out of the cover first.
She ran to the cliff and without the slightest hesitation, she leaped off.
The team leader and Wildcat followed closely.
They were like three stones falling into the boundless darkness.
The wind howled in their ears.
The feeling of weightlessness was suffocating.
"Boom!"
There was a loud noise.
The icy river instantly engulfed them.
When Ji Wushuang woke up, she was on a fishing boat.
An old fisherman had saved them.
Scorpion's leg was saved because of timely treatment.
The team leader and Wildcat had suffered some serious injuries, but none of them were life - threatening.
She herself only had some minor scratches.
All four of them had survived.
Although the mission had failed, the intelligence they had brought back was still valuable.
Three days later.
The general attack began.
That drug - trafficking group was completely wiped out.
Ji Wushuang and her team members were lying in the beds in the military hospital.
They saw the news on the TV.
No one cheered.
They just watched quietly.
On the day of their discharge, Colonel Gao Feng came to pick them up in person.
He took the four of them to a martyr memorial hall that was not open to the public.
In the memorial hall, there were black - and - white photo frames on display.
The people in the frames were all very young.
"These are all our comrades," Gao Feng's voice was very solemn.
"They all sacrificed themselves on the unknown battlefields."
"Their names will never appear in the newspapers."
"Their contributions will always remain a secret."
"But we and this country will always remember them."
Gao Feng turned around and looked at Ji Wushuang.
He took out a box.
Inside was a pure - gold medal without any markings.
"This is for you," he said.
"This medal cannot be worn."
"Its very existence is a top - secret."
Ji Wushuang took the medal.
She looked at Gao Feng, wanting to say something.
But in the end, she said nothing.
She just gave a standard military salute.
From then on, the title of "The Ghost, the King of Soldiers" spread like wildfire in the military.
She became a legend.
A living legend.
However, being a legend comes at a price.
The missions became more and more numerous and more and more dangerous.
Ji Wushuang's name appeared in more and more top - secret files.
Border anti - drug operations, overseas anti - terrorism missions, hostage rescues...
Every mission was like dancing on the edge of a knife.
Injuries became a common occurrence.
Cheating death became the norm.
Ji Wushuang became even more silent.
She spoke less and less.
Her eyes became colder and colder.
Only in the dead of night.
Would she take out the notebook that Chen Lei had given her.
And the pen that was already a bit worn out.
The correspondence between her and Chen Lei had never stopped.
It's just that the intervals between the letters were getting longer and longer.
Sometimes, it would be several months before they could receive a letter from each other.
Chen Lei's letters were still filled with trivial daily matters.
Just as he had planned since childhood, he was admitted to Tangji College.
He was majoring in mechanical engineering.
He wrote that the university canteen was very big and there were a lot of delicious foods.
He wrote that he had joined the school's literature club and wrote some poems that no one read.
He wrote that Tangzhou had changed a lot, with high - rise buildings constantly springing up.
He wrote that Tangji didn't seem as solid as it used to be in his childhood memory.
He never asked what Ji Wushuang was doing.
He just wrote at the end of the letter, again and again.
"Pay attention to your safety."
"I'm looking forward to your early return."
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
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?"
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ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
