The Star River Era! The Dimensional Freedom Demon

"Senior Sister Liu, listen to me."

Despite enduring the cold treatment all the way, Ye Xiao, who still shamelessly followed Liu Yan step by step, suddenly rushed forward and blocked Liu Yan's path.

"We have less than 48 hours to prepare. At the latest, the day after tomorrow, you will see everyone, regardless of nationality or race, fall like ears of wheat in the wind."

"The global population has plummeted like it evaporated. This is a disaster, a prelude to the collapse of civilized order, and even more so, a prelude to the real... apocalypse."

The emotions contained in Ye's jokes were so infectious that Liu Yan felt as if she were enveloped in a scene of human lamentation and the tragic decline of all living beings.

She couldn't help but take two steps back.

"Ye, Ye Xiao, you're not joking, are you? How could this be?"

Liu Yan's tone was somewhat dry.

"Next..."

Seeing that his goddess senior was showing signs of being persuaded, Ye Xiao quickly recounted some important future events.

His senior, Liu Yan, is the president of the dance club. Needless to say, her physical fitness from dancing is excellent. As long as she makes sure to eat and drink well, she can easily get through the virus modification stage.

He mainly talked about how pretty girls can protect themselves in the future, and how to learn self-defense techniques.

In his previous life, during his escape, he was fortunate enough to be accompanied by a martial arts fighter from the secret martial arts world.

At that time, all previous grudges and conflicts had been thrown into the trash heap, and ordinary fighters could hardly compare with awakened ones, so the value of martial arts heritage in the secret martial arts world depreciated extremely quickly.

It was under these circumstances that Ye Xiao obtained a portion of the secret martial arts world's inheritance.

"I'll teach you some fighting skills, real combat techniques..."

As they were talking, Ye Xiao's pupils suddenly contracted sharply.

Liu Yan, who was listening intently nearby and was prepared to make a quick buck regardless of whether the apocalypse was real or not, was the same.

All I saw was...

The screens on all the buildings in the city were sliced ​​up, revealing the image of a serious news anchor.

"Attention citizens, we are about to broadcast an emergency announcement."

"We have just received an urgent notification from the Municipal Public Security Bureau that at approximately 3:50 AM today, a heinous murder occurred in a commercial area near the intersection of Dayun Road and Chinatown in the city center, resulting in seven deaths and one person missing..."

"Preliminary investigation reveals that the perpetrator is a 21-year-old male, approximately 185 cm tall, named Chu Junhui..."

Ye Xiao's mind went blank.

Chu Junhui committed murder.

How are these two words put together? And shouldn't that rich second-generation Chu Junhui have died in the hotel this afternoon?

Ye Xiao doubted that she had heard correctly.

But immediately following the announcement, Chu Junhui's headshot was revealed.

This time, Ye Xiao was truly confused.

Chu Junhui's character trajectory has completely changed. Will his memories of the so-called apocalypse still come true?

Liu Yan's world collapsed.

She went to great lengths, endured countless hardships and grievances to finally snag this wealthy man, and now it's all gone?

. . . . . .

"Emine virus?"

Ji Chen was astonished; those unusual microorganisms were actually viruses?

He thought it was some kind of activated super-powered substance. He had studied biology, and even the most powerful viruses didn't have such a strong effect.

"right."

The long-haired man had vacant eyes and dry hair. In just one hour, Ji Chen had completely ruined him.

He then mumbled in his sleep:

"Three days ago, we received inside information that gene therapy drugs were made from Eminem virus infected organisms."

Ji Chen found this interesting.

The tech aristocracy is trying to overtake others by using genetic evolution to deliver a "My lord, times have changed" message to the martial arts world.

Do you know the location of the Lin family members?

As soon as the words left his mouth, Ji Chen felt he had asked a pointless question.

The tech aristocracy is known for its caution, spending most of the year hidden in underground bases, with at most one or two family members out and about at any given time.

But even these one or two people, the original parents who were heads of multi-billion dollar corporations, only met the robot doubles a few times, and never saw the real ones.

But to his surprise, he actually found some information about the Lin family members.

"Third Master Lin appeared at the Yecheng Command Headquarters last night and seemed to have issued some kind of martial law order."

Ji Chen nodded, but didn't have any particular thoughts.

Yecheng is more than 200 kilometers away from D City. At his current speed, it would take him one or two days just to get there.

Moreover, once he left the city, the Lin family's henchmen had no more scruples, and he basically faced certain death. Whether he could even leave D City was a question.

After getting information out of the long-haired man about the location of heavy weapons in D City, Ji Chen ended his life.

Pulling up his hood, Ji Chen flipped over and disappeared into the shadows of the building.

He carved his own path across the rooftop and windowsill, brazenly heading towards the secret base of the intelligence agency where these tactical squads were located.

There are only three organizations with powerful firepower in City D.

With a large number of police officers and a wide variety of firearms, it would be difficult for him to seize a high-quality weapon that suited him.

The guard regiment protecting high-ranking government officials is well-trained, well-organized, and numerous; Ji Chen simply cannot defeat it at this stage.

The intelligence agency, though comprised of seasoned elites, suffered from a significant weakness in numbers, with only three tactical squads, one of which was wiped out by Ji Chen. This made them an easy target for Ji Chen to exploit.

. . . . . .

Happiness Apartment.

"Old Xu, that rich kid surnamed Chu is actually a big fish; he single-handedly wiped out the entire second team!"

In the basement that had been converted into a secret base, a scarred man took a deep drag on his fingertip cigarette, which was still on the ground, and spoke with an indescribable emotion.

"Generally speaking, it's still under control."

The middle-aged man, known as Old Xu, narrowed his eyes as he looked at the message interface that had been sent but received no response, and said:

"Judging from the on-site monitoring, he's only at the level of an average elite fighter, someone who could be crushed with two submachine guns."

At this point, he couldn't help but sigh: "I don't know what's going on above. There are no further instructions even though there are spies from the martial arts world showing up. This is not like their usual style."

"Who knows? We haven't received a single assignment from above these past few days. Anyone who didn't know better would think..."

Before the scarred man could finish speaking, Old Xu interrupted him:

Watch your words! If you want to die, don't spill your blood on me!

"I think you've got nothing better to do than be bored out of your mind. Since that's the case, you and your squad should take all your gear and go deal with that Chu Junhui to wake up!"

The scarred man belatedly realized what was happening and felt a wave of fear. Instead of resenting Lao Xu's attitude, he was quite grateful.

Just as he went out to gather his team members, Old Xu suddenly called him back:

Something's up.

On Lao Xu's satellite phone, a scarlet line of text appeared.

"At 7 PM tonight, in coordination with the security force, eliminate Mayor Zhang Jing of D City, Security Bureau Commissioner Li Ling, and several other targets!"

The air seemed to freeze; the sudden silence was suffocating.

In the midst of this deathly silence, Ji Chen's figure leaped from the rooftop beside him like a ghost, landing precisely and silently on the roof of the Happiness Apartment.