SSS-level catastrophe? That's my wife!

He looked at Lin Yan's expectant eyes, then at the hilt of the knife in his hand, and suddenly smiled: "Alright! I'll leave it to Yan Yan to keep."

"If it were anyone else, I definitely wouldn't agree, but with Yan Yan, no problem!"

As he spoke, he handed the sacred artifact with the silver hilt to Lin Yan.

Lin Yan took the knife with both hands, and looked down at the hilt of the knife in her hands, her eyes gentle.

After all, this was the weapon of the "White Reaper," whom she had admired for a long time.

……

"Alright, little brother, call me anytime if you have any problems while you're staying here." On the other side, the mature woman smiled and handed the contract to Lin Mu.

Lin Mu took the contract: "Okay, take care, Sister Wang."

The woman leaned closer, her tone enthusiastic: "If you renew your lease next year, I'll give you another discount."

After saying that, she turned around and walked towards the door in her high heels, the "tap-tap" sound of her heels hitting the ground crisp and clean.

The door slammed shut, cutting off all outside noise.

Lin Mu walked to the floor-to-ceiling window. The neon lights of Jiangcheng shimmered in the night, and the traffic flowed like a glowing river beneath his feet.

He slowly raised his right hand, a tiny flame flashing at the tip of his index finger before vanishing instantly.

Immediately afterwards, a faint chill seeped out from within, which also vanished in an instant.

"So weak..." he muttered to himself, but quickly regained his composure.

"However, low-level mutants do not pose a threat to me at present."

From the day I became an Awakened One, the system's mechanical voice was etched into my mind.

After six years, the final battle is its second appearance.

Is there some hidden trigger condition?

Or is it that you simply haven't figured out the meaning of its existence?

Well, external forces are just external forces after all.

Lin Mu sighed softly, recalling the part of historical data that he had accidentally discovered in the central database before the final battle, which had been sealed off. His brows furrowed involuntarily.

He gazed at the night sky outside the window, his eyes darkening.

"Having walked this bloody path to this point, haven't I been teetering on the brink of death every single time?"

"I will uncover the darkness hidden in this world, bit by bit."

"What is the truth that was covered up by the elders a hundred years ago? Did the Awakened and the Mutants really only appear a hundred years ago?"

Just how drastically has the history of China been altered beyond recognition?

"And... Su Nianhe..."

Thinking of this, a soft "gurgle" suddenly came from his stomach. Lin Mu smiled helplessly: "Did I lose too much power? I haven't been this hungry in a long time."

He quickly tidied up the clutter in the bedroom, grabbed his coat from the door, and walked briskly towards the door.

……

Saint Capital, the 22nd floor of the White House.

In a spacious and luxurious office.

"Chief Qin Jiang, the special team that went to the Forbidden City is still missing." The man in the black uniform reported with his head bowed, his voice extremely low.

The air suddenly became quiet...

The next second, a loud "bang" rang out, and the man trembled with shock.

Qin Jiang slammed his hand on the hard tabletop and said in a deep voice, "Four days have passed. Are there still living people in the restricted area?!"

"Chief, shall we report this to the central command?" the man asked tentatively.

"Report it? You want me to go to that godforsaken place twice in one day?"

Qin Jiang frowned, took a deep breath after a moment, and looked at the person who came: "Lou Ping, reorganize the files of the special team and erase the information of the warehouse guard team."

"After completion, report: City of restricted areas, no abnormalities in the entire area."

"Yes, Chief." Lou Ping replied with his head bowed.

"By the way, did you get Zhen Erting's systematic training program?" Qin Jiang's voice returned to calm.

"Two first-class officers have already gone and should be back soon."

"Hmm..." Qin Jiang suddenly paused, looking at Lou Ping: "Did you remind them to keep a low profile in Zhen'e Court?"

Lou Ping remained silent for a moment, then respectfully said, "Chief, they are all senior members; surely they won't cause any trouble at Zhen'e Court?"

Qin Jiang sighed deeply and slowly closed his eyes: "I hope so. Nothing has gone right all day."

……

The first floor of the Central Town of E'ting.

The fat, burly man in his daytime uniform roared at the woman in front of him, "It's just a training plan! How long are we supposed to wait?!"

"Does your Zhen'eting even respect us, Bai Zhou?!"

His companion beside him looked impatient and said dismissively, "You have three more minutes. If you're not done by then... the consequences will be severe!"

The woman acted as if she hadn't heard, slowly pouring the brewed tea into her cup, then looked up at the two of them: "Oh? Can I take that as a threat?"

"Have you all forgotten where you are?"

The moment the words left his mouth, the two were completely enraged.

"A mere fourth-tier Awakened One dares to defy his superior?" The fat, big-eared man stepped forward, his tone ruthless.

The woman suddenly laughed, her eyes full of mockery: "Two mere fifth-tier awakened beings dare to cause trouble in Zhen'e Court. I've truly opened my eyes today."

"You're asking for death! The current Zhen'e Court is nothing but a candle flickering in the wind!"

The fat, big-eared man suddenly grabbed the woman's neck with his right hand, his eyes filled with malice.

"Thump, thump, thump—"

The sound of steady footsteps suddenly rang out, and the man's outstretched hand froze instantly.

All three of them looked towards the gate at the same time.

A man dressed in the chief uniform of the Zhen'e Court walked slowly towards them, a long sword hanging at his waist, his face exuding an evil aura.

During the day, the two felt their hearts sink to the bottom, and cold sweat seeped out from their backs.

The woman stood up respectfully and said, "Chief Qinghe, they..."

Before he could finish speaking, Qinghe waved his hand to interrupt him.

He walked up to the two men, and just as the fat man with the big ears managed a smile to greet them, Qinghe's right hand grabbed his neck.

With a loud thud, he was slammed to the ground.

Blood spurted from the man's mouth, staining his uniform red.

"ah--"

A scream echoed through the first floor as Qinghe's longsword pierced the man's palm.

"So, in Qin Jiang's eyes, Zhen'e Court was just a candle flickering in the wind?"

Qinghe spoke calmly, drew his longsword, and stabbed it into his other hand.

Another scream rang out, and the fat, big-eared man begged for mercy repeatedly: "Chief Qinghe, please listen to me, please listen to me, ah—"

The man's screams gradually weakened until he completely lost consciousness.

Another person, who was born during the day, was so terrified that his soul almost left his body:

Is a fifth-tier Awakened being really going to act so recklessly?

Are all the Zhen'e Ting people crazy?!

But a fawning smile instantly spread across his face, and only after confirming that his companion had completely fainted did he stammer:

"Chief Qinghe, I... I didn't stop him, it was my oversight... I..."

"boom--"

A loud bang rang out, and he was kicked against the wall.

He fell to the ground with a thud, his expression filled with terror, unable to even finish his sentence: "You...I..."

"Drag your companion back and tell Qin Jiang."