A heretical cultivator in Bureau 749, I'm the fiercest at pulling out tendons and skinning peop

Oh open?

Are the rules really that lenient?

As soon as Old Zhang said this, the eyes of the investigators from each branch office lit up instantly.

Like hungry wolves eyeing their prey, they began frantically exchanging glances, the air crackling with silent signals.

"Brothers, what do you say? Shall we team up and take out those four... uh, five monsters in Jinghai first?"

"I think it'll work! A one-on-one fight would be suicide, but a group brawl might give us a chance!"

"Come on! Four Dharma Images! You think they're four cabbages? They're four humanoid Gundams! Fully equipped with funnels!"

"We only have that one unit from the Jiangnan branch, which is unstable and at best a 'youthful version' of a Zaku! How are we supposed to fight it?"

"Exactly! They're just standing there letting you shoot, how can you break their defense? You might end up breaking your own hand instead of hitting them!"

After a heated but silent exchange of glances, the little flame that had just ignited in everyone's hearts was quickly extinguished.

Despair, utter despair.

Whether it's a one-on-one arena battle or a chaotic free-for-all, it all seems the same in the face of an absolute difference in strength.

It's simply a matter of being taken down one by one by Jinghai versus being wiped out by Jinghai all at once.

The four figures stood there like four towering mountains, making it impossible for anyone to even think of climbing over them.

On the stage, Old Zhang slowly began to speak again:

"By the way, there's something I need to tell you bunch of brats beforehand."

"This secret realm is a bit special. It has its own set of rules that suppress the cultivation level of those who enter."

He pointed to the sun shining brightly on the island through the "crack".

"See? It's around 7 AM inside the secret realm right now. According to their rules, when you first enter, your cultivation level will probably be suppressed to... well, around the Meridian Opening Realm."

"Huh?!" The audience erupted in uproar.

Cultivation suppression? Meridian Opening Realm?

"However, this suppression is not static. Time passes within the secret realm, and the suppressive force will gradually weaken."

"I reckon your cultivation will be fully restored by the time it gets to Hai hour inside."

"So, this chaotic battle isn't just about who has the strongest fists, it's also about who's better at hiding and managing their time!"

boom--!

These words were like a spark thrown directly into a powder keg!

The investigators, who had been completely silent just moments before, suddenly had eyes that lit up like searchlights!

"Holy crap! Suppressed cultivation level?! Meridian Opening Realm?!"

"It's working! It's working, brothers!"

"Hahaha! You think you're so arrogant, Jinghai? I've suppressed you all to the Meridian Opening Realm, let's see how you act now!"

"At the same level, I fear no one! Let's get them!"

Just a moment ago, everyone felt like they were facing a "Gundam" while being a "Zaku," but now they stand up straight instantly!

What happened to Gundam?

Even Gundams have to abide by the basic law! Once you enter the secret realm, if you're a dragon, you have to coil up; if you're a tiger, you have to lie low!

Everyone starts from the Meridian Opening Realm, so what are you afraid of!

As the excitement began to build, many people subconsciously glanced towards Jinghai.

Ji Zuodao was looking at them with a smile on his face.

Liu Ming counted the talismans with saliva on his hands.

Li Shuwen pushed up his glasses, the lenses reflecting the light of the secret realm, obscuring his eyes, but giving the impression that he was plotting something.

Qiqi sat with her knees drawn up to her chest, her little face innocent and naive. The dog at her feet, though still lying sprawled out, unconsciously flicked its tail.

"Gulp."

Someone swallowed hard.

Even at the same level, things don't seem very stable.

Those wicked guys from Jinghai, even if they're suppressed to the Meridian Opening Realm, they're probably no pushovers.

"Damn it... even if we're at the same level, it'll probably be tough."

"But at least we can fight now! If one of them can't beat us, let's all go together! We'll overwhelm them!"

"It's decided! Once inside, don't fight amongst yourselves, join forces! Let's clear out those monsters from Jinghai first!"

"agree!"

"Let's do it!"

An atmosphere of shared hatred and tragic heroism, tinged with a touch of sleazy, permeated the investigators of all branches except Jinghai.

As they looked at each other, a revolutionary friendship arose between them, a feeling of "we are both down on our luck, let's join forces to beat up the tyrant."

On the stage, Mr. Zhang took in the changes in the expressions of the audience.

Especially when he saw the rapidly forming, clearly targeted "anti-Jinghai alliance" taking shape, the smile on his old face deepened, full of the joy of "successfully causing trouble".

"Looks like you've figured it all out?" he asked with a smile.

"Understood!!!" The roar was deafening, filled with fighting spirit and a kind of excitement that "finally had a chance to take revenge."

"Alright! Let's get ready to go in!"

Old Zhang waved his hand.

"Buzz—"

A deep engine roar sounded.

On the broad back of the Kunpeng, near the "crack" of the secret realm, the air twisted and rippled.

Immediately afterwards, a large transport drone with a slender body, sharp lines, and painted in the dark blue camouflage of Bureau 749 slowly solidified in mid-air and appeared before everyone's eyes.

The streamlined fuselage, massive turbofan engine, and outstretched wings exude an aesthetic of industrial technology, creating a striking contrast with the surrounding art style of the cultivation civilization.

"The entrance to the secret realm is still some distance from the island."

Old Zhang pointed to the transport plane, then to the faint outline of an island deep within the "crack".

"Once you go in, your cultivation will be suppressed to the point of opening the meridians. With your meager spiritual power, you'll probably have a hard time flying over there. You'll probably fall into the sea and become fish food halfway there."

"So, this thing will give you a ride."

"Everyone get on the plane! Once we get near the island, find a spot you like and parachute out!"

"Remember this: the competition begins the moment you enter the secret realm! Theoretically, you can start making your move on the plane."

"However, I suggest you old folks don't do anything reckless on the plane."

"You wouldn't want to swim to an island from the vast ocean using only your two arms, would you?"

Everyone stared at the high-tech transport plane.

An extremely strong and persistent sense of déjà vu welled up in my mind.

"Wait a minute..."

"This process..."

"This model..."

"Why does this feel so familiar?"

A young investigator frowned, deep in thought.

Suddenly, he slapped his thigh, his eyes widened, and blurted out:

Holy crap!

"Isn't this just like playing PUBG?!"

"Wow! Mr. Zhang! You're quite trendy! You're even doing this kind of thing?!"

After he shouted that, everyone realized what was happening!

you do not say!

Aside from the lack of guns and medicine, requiring one to rely on their own cultivation and skills to fight head-on, the other core elements are exactly the same!

"Haha! That old man is impressive!"

"I didn't know you knew about this!"

"Amazing! A special version of PUBG in a hidden realm! 749 rounds special!"

Everyone burst into laughter, which eased the tense atmosphere considerably and instead fostered a more playful and eager-to-play mentality.

Old Zhang, with his hands tucked into his sleeves and a smile on his face, neither denied nor admitted it, but simply urged:

"Enough talk! Let's board! Time waits for no one!"

"Once inside, whether you're a dragon or a worm, whether you get to eat chicken or die in the box, depends entirely on your own abilities!"

"Remember this: if you put on this uniform, you must have the unwavering belief that you will fight and win!"

"Set off!"

The crowd responded in unison, their emotions a mixture of novelty, excitement, nervousness, and calculation, as they began to board the technologically advanced transport drone in an orderly fashion.

Ji Zuodao walked at the back, glanced back at the composed old man Li in the audience, touched the "Island All Resource Points Strategy Map" in his arms, and a wicked smile appeared on his lips.

Playing PUBG?

Hey.

I went in with "full map resource markers" and "safe zone predictions" with me.

I'm definitely going to eat this chicken!