Simultaneous Transmigration: We Share a Role-Playing System

Chapter 197 Doomsday Riot

After successfully learning how to evade the Devouring Beasts, Locke and Li Hua, while searching for a place to settle down, unexpectedly discovered a team of Wilderness Hunters heading to the interstellar dock.

After a brief discussion, everyone agreed to disguise themselves as ground survivors and successfully infiltrate the convoy, becoming part of the Lighthouse.

Perhaps because they could survive on the ground, the traitor Suiying generously gave each of them an off-road vehicle.

As an experienced driver, Lao Zhao naturally took on the responsibility of driving. After Glasses disabled the makeshift listening device and the crude remote-controlled bomb in the car, the group began to fawn over Locke.

"I never expected that this meditation technique would actually work. It's simple, easy to learn, and effective. No wonder he's a veteran reincarnator. Brother Luo is awesome."

Locke waved his hand politely and then got down to business: "It's a small matter, let's not talk about it. But the current situation is not very favorable for us. The timeline has already taken place after the events we are familiar with. Without the intelligence advantage, we will be in a very passive position from now on."

With his arms crossed and leaning against the wall, Erzhuzi, who had been silent and pretending to be an expert, nodded in agreement: "That's right. Ninja battles are battles of intelligence. This principle also applies to us now that we are reincarnators. But we haven't completely lost our intelligence advantage, have we? If the Lighthouse forces want to take away the protagonist Mark, they will inevitably clash with the ground forces."

Erzhuzi's analysis makes a lot of sense. Their mission this time is to survive. Without being forced to divide into factions, it would be best to be able to play both sides and preserve their strength. However, there is no need to help the Lighthouse deal with Dragonbone Village.

Although they are strong enough to wipe out the Lighthouse several times over, what is the point of doing this?

Li Hua: "Let's take it one step at a time. We went too far in the last Resident Evil mission. Although the main god didn't want us dead, it only shows that this mission is likely far beyond our capabilities. Before we confirm the true difficulty of the mission, let's keep a low profile."

After Li Hua finalized the course of action, Rosa was the first to nod in agreement, followed closely by Old Zhao with glasses. Sasuke and He Liang had no objections, and Locke naturally had no objections either, since as a clone, he only needed to play his current role well.

A reincarnator who, after reaching the maximum level and retiring, returns to the Main God Space.

Locke nodded in agreement, but his gaze swept over He Liang and the glasses.

One person leaned against the metal wall with their eyes closed, seemingly oblivious to everything, while their fingers tapped a precise rhythm on their knees.

One of them deliberately smiled arrogantly and ostentatiously to maintain the atmosphere inside, but his eyes kept glancing at Locke, with no smile in them.

It was obvious that two intelligent people had noticed something amiss.

He withdrew his gaze, and a faint, meaningful smile reappeared on his face.

Hehe, they believed it.

In the driver's cab of the lead car, Sui Ying listened to the monitoring channel for a full ten minutes, only to find that there was only a deathly silence of electrical current. His last shred of hope vanished.

Seeing that her little actions had been discovered, Sui Ying's already tense nerves tightened even more.

Those four elite veteran hunters still suspect they've messed with Mark. They haven't even had a chance to win him over yet, and now seven unfathomable surface survivors have appeared out of nowhere.

Although it seemed that only the one wearing the lightweight armor was the most troublesome, he knew very well that none of the people who could survive on the ground were easy to deal with.

If he weren't afraid of running into a massive tide of Devouring Beasts on the way, he wouldn't have been willing to spare a chariot to stabilize these people. Who knows if they would steal the chariot and run away? In that case, he would have lost both his wife and his army.

Fortunately, these people were sensible enough not to steal the car and run away, but to obediently follow the convoy, at least on the surface they really intended to go back to the lighthouse with them.

The chariot roared as it smashed into the roadside, breaking apart a corpse whose life essence had been drained by the Devouring Beast and was already dry and white. The moment the wheels crushed the powder, Sui Ying's thoughts involuntarily drifted back to half an hour earlier.

The shattered corpses of the Devouring Beasts scattered all over the ground reappeared before his eyes, and his face instantly darkened, his fingers gripping the steering wheel turning white from the force.

Upon closer examination, a chilling realization dawned on him, and he understood perfectly.

Perhaps they truly knew nothing about the Devouring Beasts and the ground.

Just as Suiying's unease grew, a crackling sound suddenly broke the silence of the vehicle's communication channel, followed by Jiede's anxious shout: "Captain Suiying! Seven o'clock! A large number of Devouring Beasts are approaching at high speed! They're less than three kilometers away from us!"

"Hold on!" Sui Ying immediately activated the vehicle's computer to replan the route and reassured the passengers, "Let's take the new route and break through to the northwest with all our might, see if we can bypass the herd!"

"Received, wait—no! I can't get around it! One o'clock! Ten o'clock! Four o'clock! All of them!"

We're surrounded! They're swarming with Devouring Beasts from all sides!

"What?!"

Sui Ying's heart suddenly stopped beating. He abruptly activated the radar, and his pupils instantly contracted to the size of pinpoints.

On the screen, countless red dots representing the Devouring Beasts, like a swarm of startled wasps, were closing in on the convoy from four directions.

The number of red dots is still increasing rapidly, and soon they cover the entire radar screen, making it impossible to count how many there are.

This is beyond their capacity to handle.

Just as Sui Ying was staring at the radar screen, cold sweat pouring down his face, a strange voice suddenly cut in through the communication channel, drowning out the roars of the Devouring Beasts in the background:

Li Hua: "Captain Suiying, charging straight ahead now will definitely lead to certain death, but I have a suggestion. Why don't we turn towards the pier at eight o'clock? That's a natural defensive position, and we can fight and retreat at the same time."

Upon hearing Li Hua's suggestion, Sui Ying first surveyed the terrain of the pier, then refused, saying, "No, our heavy weapons won't last ten minutes. Even if we hold the pier, dragging it out will definitely attract mutated forms, even king-level ones." He paused, his tone turning undisguisedly wary, "Moreover, you have the ability to remain undetected by the Devouring Beasts, but we don't. What if we fight desperately in front while you reap the benefits from behind?"

"You're right, you can't hold the line on your own, but with us, and once we're on the pier, we can cover the rear. If things get really bad, you can just leave us behind and go first; no one can stop you."

As he spoke, Li Hua softened his tone and added, "If Captain Suiying doesn't trust us, we can make the first move. Once we do, the Devouring Beast won't be able to ignore our presence, and then we'll have to live and die together."

There was a two-second silence on the channel, followed only by the increasingly close roars of the Devouring Beast, which made the car windows vibrate.

Looking up towards the eight o'clock direction, the steel trestle bridge spanning the canyon was faintly visible under the hazy sky. The ground beneath their feet had begun to tremble slightly, and on the distant horizon, they could already see a dense array of black shadows running wildly.

He took a deep breath and abruptly pressed the team communicator: "Everyone, listen up! Abandon the breakout! Everyone turn to the eight o'clock position! Go up to the pier and prepare for a defensive counterattack!"

The heavy gate closed behind us, shutting out all outside sounds.

Jingnan, the chief commander of Lighthouse Aviation, entered the innermost restricted area of ​​the Lighthouse alone. This area is the computing and energy center, which is also the storage location of the bio-wet computer "Klotor".

Since Mark's beast-like rampage at the lighthouse, Charles has entrusted the bio-computer Cloto to Jingnan, hoping she can maintain it and uncover Cloto's secrets.

A massive cylindrical tank stands in the center of the cabin, with pale blue nutrient solution flowing slowly within it. Inside the tank, a human brain, larger than a truck cab, is interwoven with countless intricate mechanical pipes and neural interfaces, creating a terrifying and bizarre yet beautiful biological structure.

Jingnan stood outside the glass curtain wall, his gaze filled with an indescribable awe and a deeper sense of doubt.

To this day, she cannot comprehend what kind of being could possess such a brain—a brain capable of breaking Heisenberg's uncertainty principle, observing the momentum and position of microscopic particles, and even using this to predict the future.

All she knew was that Croto might be humanity's only hope now.

Behind him came the sound of a heavy alloy gate slowly sliding open with hydraulic pressure, and Jingnan shifted his gaze from the Kloto tank.

Only one person in the entire Lighthouse is qualified to enter this core restricted area: Lord Charles.

She turned around, her brow furrowing slightly, a hint of worry in her voice: "Charles, what exactly happened at the law firm? Why did you suddenly arrange to meet here? Your health is still—"

Jingnan's pupils suddenly contracted, and he began to tremble violently. His words caught in his throat halfway through.

What did she see? Was she dreaming? Or was she hallucinating?

A perfectly intact Charles.

Charles was not surprised by Jingnan's reaction at all. Looking at her shocked expression, he smiled knowingly.

He slowly opened his arms, spun halfway around, as if displaying a rare treasure. His tone was filled with undisguised exaggeration and heartfelt joy: "Yes, my dear sister, you're not mistaken, I've recovered."

"But how could you—"

Charles ignored Jing Nan's questioning gaze and walked straight past her. He looked up at Kloto, who was suspended in the pale blue nutrient solution, and a hint of pity flashed in his eyes.

Unfortunately, it's now worthless.

Because he had already firmly grasped the real hope in his hands.

Before he finished speaking, he abruptly tossed his black priestly robes behind him, the gusts of wind stirring up dust on the ground. He knelt down on one knee before Clotho, his right hand pressed tightly against his heart, his back ramrod straight, and he roared with a devout, almost fanatical tone: "Welcome, great Lord of Light and Shadow!"

Jingnan stood there, stunned, feeling utterly absurd. She was about to question Charles about his madness when she suddenly felt a chilling coldness rising from her feet.

A thick, impenetrable black shadow was silently spreading out from Charles's feet, rising upwards like boiling asphalt. Then, an armored figure wearing a black feather cloak slowly "emerged" from the shadow.

This scene, which completely defied the laws of physics, shattered her understanding. She staggered back a few steps, shaking her head and trembling in disbelief, saying, "No, this, this is impossible."

"Nothing is impossible, Commander-in-Chief Jingnan."

Charles, kneeling before Locke, turned to look at Jingnan, his expression stern and devoid of any smile. He commanded in an unquestionable tone, "Why haven't you come to pay homage to the great Lord of Light and Shadow? Are you blaspheming?!"

Just as Jingnan was feeling helpless, Locke slowly raised his hand and made a casual gesture to stop him, taking the initiative to help Jingnan out of the predicament: "There's no need to be so strict. My loyal shepherd, not everyone is qualified to see my true form. Naturally, not everyone can have a pure and devout heart like yours."

Charles immediately lowered his head, respectfully replied "Yes," and dared not utter another word.

Locke walked slowly toward Kloto's tank, his black armored boots making no sound as they stepped onto the alloy floor.

He reached out and placed his palm on the cold bulletproof glass.

The next second, countless fine black shadow tentacles emerged from his fingertips, like living nerve networks, easily penetrating the several-centimeter-thick tempered glass and nutrient solution, and precisely connecting with every nerve tendril of that huge brain tissue.

The moment the last shadow tentacle connected with the wet component, Locke closed his eyes.

His consciousness, like a bird breaking free from its shackles, instantly traversed the barriers of time and space, plunging into absolute darkness where there was no up, down, left, right, or the passage of time.

In the center of the darkness lay a naked giant.

"%！@%*#$%（All acts of defiance will be met with reckoning and destruction）"

Incomprehensible language appeared directly in Locke's mind, but he had already anticipated it. He roughly guessed what state the other party was in and didn't take them seriously at all.

"It's been a long time since I've encountered such a daring alien. Purge? Destruction? You'd better do what you say you will."

Locke waved his hand, gradually severing the connection with the original body. Just before the connection was completely severed, he said to the original body with a half-smile, "Because, when I can no longer deal with you, another legendary lover king will naturally come to take care of you."

Locke's body trembled slightly, and his consciousness returned to his body. He casually withdrew his hand, and all the shadow tentacles instantly vanished into the air, as if they had never existed.

He turned around and walked towards the door without looking back, his tone as indifferent as if he were talking about something trivial: "Her brain is useless now, it doesn't matter if it's ruined."

"As you command, great Lord of Light and Shadow," Charles immediately bowed and replied.

Unexpectedly, before he could finish speaking, something unexpected happened.

The Klotor tank, which had been glowing a pale blue light, suddenly burst into a blinding red light, and a piercing alarm instantly resounded throughout the entire energy center. All servers simultaneously went black, and blue sparks flew from the circuitry.

The next second, the entire lighthouse suddenly sank, all the lights went out at the same time, and the power system was completely paralyzed.

A tremendous feeling of weightlessness washed over them, and Charles and Jingnan stumbled and grabbed onto the control panel beside them, their bodies swaying violently as the lighthouse tilted. The sounds of metal clashing, glass shattering, and screams from afar mingled together as the entire floating city plummeted toward the ground.

Only Locke remained firmly in place, his black armor gleaming coldly in the red light of the emergency lights. He casually turned his head, glanced at the wildly flashing Klotor tank, and then looked away.

"Fine."

Suiying believed he had made two mistakes. The first, fatal mistake was staying on the pier to resist the Devouring Beasts, because he had severely underestimated their numbers.

Snake-dogs, spiky eels, earth-roaring beasts, and chubby beasts attacked like a tsunami. Their terrifying roars overlapped, turning into a giant wave of sound that shattered the psychological defenses of countless people.

These unkillable monsters relentlessly attacked, determined to tear them to shreds. Fear spread rapidly under the catalysis of despair, and in no time, most of the hunters lost the will to fight, their morale collapsing quickly.

Only now can Suiying truly understand why the Lighthouse was the last large-scale human settlement, no matter how resolute...

Even the most fortified fortresses could not withstand the attacks of these undead monsters.

"Fire Release: Great Fireball Technique!"

Sasuke Uchiha took a deep breath, and a blazing fireball the size of a truck cab spewed from his mouth, carrying a temperature high enough to melt steel as it crashed into the beast horde.

The dozen or so snake-dogs in the front row didn't even have time to scream before they were instantly burned to ashes, and the smell of charred remains filled the entire canyon.

In the sky, the Iron Man suit precisely scanned the pulsating spirit seeds within the heads of every Devouring Beast, synchronizing the coordinates in real-time to Li Hua's holographic glasses: "Boss, I've marked all the coordinates for you! Let's get to work!"

"Here we go!"

Standing on the roof of the truck, Li Hua raised his hands, and crackling blue psionic lightning gathered in his palms.

A sharp golden light flashed in his pupils beneath his glasses. He thrust his hands forward with a sudden burst, and the psionic lightning instantly transformed into an electric net covering half the sky. As if it had eyes, it precisely pierced the pulsating spiritual seeds within the heads of every Devouring Beast.

A few Devouring Beasts that managed to break through the barrage of fire collided with Rosa and Old Zhao as soon as they landed. The two of them tore the Devouring Beasts to pieces while wielding their longswords and energy gauntlets covered in domineering energy. They kept moving and were able to keep up with the speed of the convoy with their physical bodies, without falling behind at all.

As a spiritual being, He Liang remained suspended in mid-air with her eyes closed. Seven gleaming flying swords swirled around her, forming a silver halo, and moved like fish across the battlefield, precisely reaping all the survivors.

As for Locke, he was providing buffs to everyone.

Sui Ying stood frozen in place, gun in hand, staring at the group of superhumans who seemed like gods descended to earth. He was suddenly incredibly grateful for his second mistake—he had severely underestimated the strength of these survivors from the ground.

Only now did he truly understand why some people could survive in this hell on earth ruled by the Mana ecosystem.

Meanwhile, Bai Yuekui and his Awakening Squad, several hundred meters away, watched in utter astonishment.

"Where did these people come from?"

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