Author: 年终 / Nian Zhong

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/

Chapter 92: A Lie

The doors of the memorial hall closed behind Shu Jun.

The space was spacious and brightly lit, with a distinct bitter scent that was unique to the memorial hall. All the researchers had been busy recently, and now there was not a single person inside the Zhu Rong Memorial Hall.

Under the thin disguise of erosion substance, Shu Jun tried to control his facial expression. This wasn’t Zhu Yanchen’s office, and there was no third person present, so it wasn’t a good thing for him.

The human leader was right in front of him, and it was extremely challenging to restrain his murderous intent. 

“You’ve been leaving the command center frequently recently. You’re not being very honest.” Zhu Sheng still had his back to him. “What’s the matter, scared?”

“No,” Shu Jun responded briefly. The desire to extend his claws made all ten of his fingers tingle.

“It’s normal to be scared. Your generation hasn’t encountered many major disasters.” Zhu Sheng slowly turned around. There was no expression on his face, but under the pale light in the memorial hall, the wrinkles on the old man’s face seemed deeper. “Fear is allowed. Running away is not.”

“Understood.”

Recently, it was understandable for Xia Yufeng to need to exchange places with the real Zhu Yanchen from time to time. Shu Jun responded resolutely.

“If you can hold on until the end, I won’t kill you,” Zhu Sheng said in a low voice. “That kid Yi Ning is too stubborn and naive. In this war, as long as he doesn’t go astray, he’ll probably grow a lot. If you get elected and survive this term, I will arrange a good life for you and your family. If Yi Ning gets elected, after the war, when he gets back on track, you can ‘retire’—as long as you don’t do anything foolish.”

The old man extended his wrinkled hand, hesitating for a few seconds, and then patted “Zhu Yanchen” on the shoulder.

Zhu Sheng had aged, inevitably becoming frail. “Zhu Yanchen” was over six feet tall, so Zhu Sheng’s movements were somewhat slow and laborious.

The tingling sensation at his fingertips disappeared, and Shu Jun looked steadily at the old man in front of him. The hatred was still surging, but compared to Zhu Sheng on that day, facing off at the stronghold, the two were completely different.

The human leader in front of him looked exhausted and aged. The cold artificial light cast a gray-white hue on the old man’s slightly yellowish skin, making him appear like a drowned corpse. Zhu Sheng silently looked at him—just looked at him. The muscles on his face twitched slightly, as if struggling with whether or not to say what came next.

“Do you regret it?” Unable to control his own mouth, Shu Jun finally spoke, seeing Zhu Sheng’s prolonged silence.

Zhu Sheng didn’t answer, but he seemed even more exhausted.

“There’s nothing to regret. If given another chance, my choice wouldn’t change. In the end, it was my own chosen path.”

Zhu Sheng took a few steps closer, showing no signs of weakness. But Shu Jun had a strange feeling—the concrete floor beneath his feet seemed to turn into a swamp, and he felt like he was witnessing the slow sinking of this old man.

“It’s just an old man’s thoughts that come to mind when I look at you.” Zhu Sheng turned around and glanced at the portrait of Zhu Rong on the wall. “…Zhu Yanchen, he has really grown up.”

His next words were soft, like a whisper.

“…He has indeed grown up.”

Finally, he shook his head, as if trying to shake off the sentiment.

“What I’m about to tell you is something very important.” Zhu Sheng paused his cane. “In this war, there’s a possibility that I might die. If I die, your situation will be awkward—you’re not good at research and tactics. Yi Ning might spare you, but my other enemies might not.”

Shu Jun remained silent, listening quietly.

“Even if I arrange a way out for you, ‘escaping’ itself will take time. Assassinations can be avoided, but at least… I don’t want you to exit the stage ‘in disgrace’ in Zhu Yanchen’s identity. Do you understand?”

Zhu Sheng extended his arm and pointed to the glass display case below the Zhu Rong portrait.

“That’s Zhu Rong’s manuscript.”

“I know.” The introductory plaque had black letters on a white background. Shu Jun squinted, barely able to make out the words from this distance.

“It was discovered by Tang Heyu and me from the old Tang residence. We were still young at the time. It had always been treasured by the Tang family as a priceless collection. The older generation of the Tang family hid it in a secret room in the warehouse. After their deaths due to illness, this thing was covered in dust for nearly a hundred years.”

Zhu Sheng’s voice carried a hint of bitterness.

“Zhu Rong had a deputy surnamed Tang, and they had a good relationship. This manuscript was undoubtedly brought out by that assistant from X City… Initially, Heyu resisted the pressure from the Tang family and insisted on giving me half of the ownership as the discoverer, so that it wouldn’t be seized by the Tang family.”

Shu Jun’s heart skipped a beat, barely maintaining a blank expression on his face.

“…Well, you wouldn’t be interested in the history of old men.”

Zhu Sheng’s voice remained calm, as if he were discussing someone else’s matters.

“Anyway, this is no ordinary manuscript. It is one of Zhu Rong’s later research works on the player system. The research was never completed, and even by today’s technological standards, the theories inside are still extremely complex. But whether it’s the main topic or the annotations, they all indicate one thing—Zhu Rong, as the creator of the player system, didn’t like his own invention.”

“I will transfer the ownership of this book to you. Both Xia Yufeng and Zhu Yanchen will have a copy. If something happens to me, you can hand over the key to Yi Ning and the Tang family in exchange for a period of protection. Remember, do not directly open the cabinet—this thing has a long history, and if not handled delicately before opening, the pages will turn to powder.”

[Regarding possible vulnerabilities and risks of the player system, my research was forcibly terminated, but I have entrusted my interim findings to people I trust.]

…Was this manuscript the artifact they were searching for near the ruins in X City?

It seemed that the person Zhu Rong “trusted the most” didn’t fulfill Zhu Rong’s final wish. It was initially hidden deep within the estate and was now placed in the most intolerant place in the world, with its contents forever fixed on a single page.

As if seeing through Shu Jun’s thoughts, Zhu Sheng rubbed the glass covering the manuscript.

“Its contents were never included in the database. The page displayed externally only describes a partial design concept of the hibernation pods. Almost everyone believed that it was something that had long been thoroughly researched and never questioned.”

“It’s just a manuscript.” Shu Jun stared intently at Zhu Sheng’s expression.

“It’s more than just a manuscript. It was because of Tang Heyu’s research on this manuscript that he made up his mind to oppose the player system. However, most of his theories were based on speculation and lacked any solid evidence. Without substantial evidence, speculations would only stir up turmoil at that time. As a precaution, when the database was being entered, as one of the owners, I disagreed with uploading information about this manuscript.”

“And now is the time?”

“The situation won’t get any worse.” Zhu Sheng brushed his white hair with his palm.

“…Yes, I understand.” Shu Jun found it difficult to articulate his feelings at that moment.

“A long time ago, Tang Heyu and I made a bet.”

Just as Shu Jun was about to turn and leave, Zhu Sheng spoke softly.

“We donated it to the command center, placing it where everyone could see it. If someone cared about the player system and noticed that this piece of information wasn’t recorded, and thus applied to access it… If there really was such a researcher, I would have to agree to hand over the key and allow that researcher to read the contents.”

Shu Jun was taken aback.

“However, over the decades, there has been only one person who wanted to access this manuscript. Tang Heyu became a drunkard at that time, and I thought… maybe it’s okay to lie.”

Zhu Sheng’s gaze shifted once again, devoid of coldness or sharpness, but filled with a suffocating emptiness.

“I told Zhu Yanchen that this manuscript had been reviewed by a specialist, and all the content was included in <The Foundation of Player System Design>.” Zhu Sheng’s tone remained unchanged. “Of course, I knew he would still search for it himself. Naturally, he would find it. The key is in my possession, and to ensure that the manuscript doesn’t get damaged once exposed to air, it requires the assistance of multiple experts and a long processing time… I knew he wouldn’t dig deeper. At that time, he wasn’t even twenty years old.”

Then, Zhu Sheng fell silent for a long time before sighing and repeating himself.

“…At that time, he wasn’t even twenty years old.”

He really shouldn’t have replaced Zhu Yanchen today, Shu Jun thought.

Naturally, Zhu Sheng didn’t expect “Xia Yufeng” to make any comforting gestures. The old man quickly snapped out of his absent-minded state, and his gaze became cold and firm once again.

“This is the key. Take it.” He handed a small box the size of his palm to Shu Jun. “The city will soon descend into chaos. Don’t lose it.”

“Mm.”

Shu Jun’s dry response was met with Zhu Sheng turning around, walking away decisively.

“…I believe in you.” Shu Jun put the box in his pocket. His heart was filled with mixed emotions. Facing a detestable enemy, he should have relished their silent pain. Unfortunately, in the end, he couldn’t help but speak up. “I believe in you. At least in the upcoming war, you will arrange things well in Y City.”

“Is that so?” Zhu Sheng only left a rhetorical question.

Then he took another step and disappeared into the darkness.

A few hours later.

Shu Jun conveyed everything from the meeting to Zhu Yanchen in detail. This included the conversation with Zhu Sheng after the meeting, and he handed the small key to Zhu Yanchen.

Marshal Zhu slept the most peaceful sleep he had in days. He felt refreshed. He examined the key in his hand for a moment, but in the end, he didn’t say anything.

He simply opened his arms and embraced Shu Jun quietly for a moment. When he released his hold, Shu Jun couldn’t discern any abnormal emotions from him.

“It seems that the preparations for Y City before the war are almost complete.”

“Yes.” Shu Jun didn’t inquire further, naturally continuing the topic. “The population is concentrated in the center of Y City, leaving the outskirts of Y City vacant. I can freely cause destruction there. The problem lies with Yi Ning… If the residents from the settlements really enter the outer city, it will be more troublesome to take action.”

“Mm, I will pay attention to the placement of relocation sites recently. Don’t worry. The ‘Suppression’ weapons are also almost prepared. The final batch of performance verifications will only take three days.”

“Very well.”

This time, Shu Jun didn’t kiss his lover. He stood upright, as if standing in a preparation room before a major competition.

“The work in the settlements will be completed within three days. That’s settled—”

“—After three days, regardless of the election outcome, I will launch an attack on Y City.”

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Author: 年终 / Nian Zhong

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/

Chapter 91: Compromise

Shu Jun walked into the command center in a dignified manner for the first time.

If Zhu Yanchen guessed correctly, Shu Jun had caused some commotion in the surrounding area to change his mood. For several consecutive days, he had wrapped himself in erosion, and the dark emotions had almost saturated his entire being.

While his spirit endured heavy pressure, there were advantages as well. Engaging with erosion constantly elevated Shu Jun’s control over it to a new level.

For example, he could consciously change the resonance conditions and manipulate things other than the air with erosion. However, time was limited, and even if he practiced intensively, he couldn’t develop any offensive techniques.

But temporarily disabling the purifiers was achievable.

Imitating Chai Xuyang, Shu Jun interfered with several purifiers closest to the command center. Taking advantage of the weakened defense, he endured discomfort and stepped into the courtyard. Xia Yufeng had already suffered a gunshot wound, so his convulsive movements weren’t too suspicious.

Acting under the guise of a lover was quite a novel experience for Shu Jun, but he couldn’t fully let go. Just as he entered, an assistant under Zhu Sheng approached him. The young man nervously handed him a stack of documents, cautioning him repeatedly in the corridor, afraid that he might embarrass himself in the upcoming meeting.

Shu Jun accepted the documents one by one, feeling highly nervous. Wearing Zhu Yanchen’s white gloves, he had to retract his claws. Shu Jun had only recently started exploring this subtle control, fearing that a momentary lapse in concentration would puncture the gloves and expose his claws in the heart of human power. That would definitely stir up trouble.

There was also good news—Zhu Sheng didn’t even glance at him until the meeting began.

The content of the meeting was more or less as Shu Jun had guessed. Zhu Sheng remained quite calm, without any plans for a blind attack. He had focused almost all his energy on the defense of Y City. As for the chaos outside Y City, he didn’t directly respond, but rather looked meaningfully at Yi Ning.

Yi Ning remained silent.

Shu Jun watched with great interest—everyone in this room held high positions in the three major families, so they were more or less aware of the true situation regarding “Zhu Yanchen”. They saw through it but chose not to expose it, treating the silent “Marshal Zhu” as if he were invisible, which conveniently suited Shu Jun.

“The relevant departments are intensively researching the monster in the footage.” Zhu Sheng changed the topic. “We will soon have tangible data regarding its level of threat.”

Shu Jun made an effort to keep a serious expression and listened attentively.

As the monster in the footage, his emotions were quite complex—one-third nervous and awkward, one-third enticed by the extremely tempting idea of killing all the high-ranking officials here in one fell swoop.

The final one-third was his concern for Zhu Yanchen, who was sleeping in the underground bar. He hoped that no stray cats or mice would disturb his beloved, and this concern successfully diluted his restless desire to kill, keeping Shu Jun firmly glued to his chair.

“We have also had people analyze it, and that thing, along with the humanoid creature below, is the state of a heavily eroded synthetic human.”

Completely unaware that “that thing” was observing on-site, Tang Mei cleared her throat.

“Even if they retain their abilities, the current city defenses are sufficient. Why bring people into the city center?”

Shu Jun double-checked the name on the nameplate, not too surprised. The outskirts of Y City were a mixed bag, filled with businesspeople. The Tang family had significant holdings in the city center’s industries, and the outer city area was also quite lucrative. With a single order from Zhu Sheng, the Tang family had incurred significant losses.

These people had a tendency to beat around the bush in their speech, and it was quite annoying. Shu Jun made an effort to restrain the urge to bite the pen and firmly memorized the content of the speeches and the speakers, preparing to relay them to Zhu Yanchen.

“I suspect that what we see is not the whole picture,” Zhu Sheng said casually.

“What do you mean?”

“The situation with the synthetic humans is abnormal. I suspect that a third-party force is involved. Ms. Tang, the synthetic human leader isn’t an ordinary person if they can incite the Old Fourth for cooperation. Such a person wouldn’t let an Erosion Swamp easily destroy the main force, would they?”

“Interesting. I remember that Xiao Zhu is fond of speculation.”

“If I have to choose between coincidence and conspiracy, I can only choose the latter,” Zhu Sheng said indifferently. “The residents of Y City are the core of the entire city. We absolutely cannot afford any mishaps.”

Tang Mei nodded thoughtfully, her face still displaying a polite smile. “The Old Fourth are just a group of marginal players. They don’t have that much power. Besides the Old Fourth, I can’t think of anyone else outside of the synthetic humans.”

“Obtaining intelligence from mutant beasts, or even worse—similar to synthetic humans, some kind of intelligent life capable of controlling the Erosion Swamp. Based on the current information, we cannot rule out this possibility.”

Zhu Sheng swiftly flipped through the display screen, showing footage from X City, zooming in on Sweet Edge’s part. “For example, this massive Erosion Swamp. Based on various details, it is highly likely that it possesses life and consciousness.”

The old saying went, “old habits die hard”. Once there was a slight clue, this person’s imagination was no less than Zhu Yanchen’s.

Shu Jun was taken aback, almost losing his grip on the pen, which nearly fell onto the wooden table. He quickly held the shaking pen with both hands, managing to prevent any sound. Just as he heaved a sigh of relief, the little finger of his glove made a tearing sound, and the claw on his little finger punctured the fabric.

Shu Jun: “…”

He elegantly folded his hands, hiding his little finger, and desperately tried to retract his claws. Not knowing if it was an illusion, Zhu Sheng intentionally or unintentionally glanced in his direction.

“In other words,” Yi Ning finally spoke with an unusually dry voice, “the current synthetic humans may only be the vanguard.”

“Based on my speculation, that seems to be the case.” Zhu Sheng shifted his gaze to Yi Ning.

Shu Jun could sense Yi Ning’s pain. Compared to the Yi Ning in the promotional videos for <Erosion>, the current Yi Ning had lost at least ten pounds and had a few strands of silver in his hair. Marshal Yi’s eye sockets were sunken, and he appeared anguished and exhausted.

Since the start of the meeting, Yi Ning had been surprisingly quiet, and Shu Jun almost thought it was Zhu Sheng’s solo performance.

However, even after that, Yi Ning still didn’t say anything. Next came the details of Zhu Sheng’s defense plan, which were tedious and fragmented. Shu Jun felt like he had a headache from all the information, and his claws almost punctured the fabric on all ten fingertips of his gloves.

Now it seemed that playing the role of Xia Yufeng wasn’t so easy.

Finally, the lengthy meeting came to an end. The participants had various expressions as they slowly left their seats, leaving only Zhu Sheng and Yi Ning sitting in their original positions. Shu Jun had already lifted his buttocks off the chair, but Zhu Sheng gave him a piercing look, so he reluctantly sat back down, moving slowly.

He really couldn’t handle these sophisticated matters. The meeting was truly too long, and as an Erosion Swamp, even he felt his ass going numb. Zhu Yanchen was right; he wasn’t good at acting. If he had to impersonate the real Zhu Yanchen, he would probably have been exposed by now.

Shu Jun couldn’t understand when and how Zhu Sheng and Yi Ning had reached an agreement and coincidentally stayed behind. But in order to be a good relay, Captain Shu sat with a stern face, making an effort to conceal the sadness on his face.

“Changed your mind?” Zhu Sheng interjected randomly.

Yi Ning took several deep breaths, and at one point, Shu Jun suspected he was trying to exhale his lungs through his nostrils.

“…I promise to cooperate,” Yi Ning finally said with difficulty. “But I have one condition.”

“Hmm.”

“The area near Settlement γ-31329 has suffered heavy losses, and the residents…” Yi Ning gritted his teeth and didn’t continue. “For the remaining residents of those settlements, I hope you can take in a group and let them temporarily reside in the vacant outer city.”

“Based on the current situation, most likely those settlements have been infiltrated by synthetic humans. The testing process will require a significant amount of manpower and resources.”

“I understand. I’m not asking Y City to provide additional resources. The settlements themselves have some supplies, and there are also remaining resources in the outskirts of Y City. Regarding the issue of synthetic humans, I can accept the military’s supervision over them, and they can avoid contact with the citizens.”

Zhu Sheng wearily looked at Yi Ning.

“If you agree, I’m willing to help you with publicity to stimulate the relationship between synthetic humans and the settlement residents. Currently, the top priority is to fight against synthetic humans, I admit that. But at least…at least give the settlement residents a way out.”

Yi Ning struggled to slightly arch his back and lowered his head.

If they were to become enemies at this critical moment, it would likely end in disaster. It was better to yield for now and temporarily unite towards a common goal. Otherwise, he could only watch his hometown burn to ashes.

Shu Jun could see through this layer, but he also sensed the fresh blood seeping from Yi Ning’s clenched fist.

“I can understand that you won’t disclose the situation of ‘Zhu Yanchen’, and—”

“I won’t withdraw from the election, but as of today, I will stop all election campaigns. Marshal Zhu’s election is beyond question. If I am elected, I will also obey you.”

Zhu Sheng remained silent and only lowered his eyes.

“This is my guarantee.” Yi Ning closed his eyes and placed both hands on a record card. Zhu Sheng briefly glanced at the contents, and his eyebrows raised slightly. The footage showed Luo Duan’s activities in the command center, interspersed with many scenes of Yi Ning and Luo Duan’s conversations, all time stamped after the chaos of the Reunion Festival.

“Even if I become the leader, as long as you make good use of this, I will inevitably resign.”

“Mm.” Zhu Sheng took the chip. “I indeed don’t want to waste energy on election meetings anymore. Let it be this way. I will arrange for your request. However, you should have a realistic expectation—considering the workload of our soldiers, I won’t allow too many people to enter.”

“…I understand.”

“Alright. Xia, come with me. You heard everything just now. I have something to tell you about the upcoming election.”

This was going to be a one-on-one conversation, and Shu Jun’s hair almost stood on end.

It was indeed the right choice to let Zhu Yanchen go to sleep. Taking advantage of Zhu Sheng’s lack of attention towards him, Shu Jun lowered his head and thought despondently. He had come after getting a good night’s sleep, but now his brain felt like it was being pricked by needles.

“The next phase is a protracted battle.”

As they walked through the corridor, Zhu Sheng spoke softly.

“The synthetic humans are likely to attack when the election results are announced, and the celebrations are coming to an end. At that time, you might be the leader, and you need to project the image of a leader in terms of momentum.”

After saying that, he stopped at the entrance of the Zhu Rong Memorial Hall. With his back facing Shu Jun, Shu Jun couldn’t see his expression clearly.

“Come in.”

“Zhu Lao, can we go to the office to talk?” Shu Jun glanced at the gloomy memorial hall and swallowed his saliva.

“No, I have something very important to say.”

…Perhaps replacing Zhu Yanchen wasn’t such a good idea after all.

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Author: 年终 / Nian Zhong

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/

Chapter 90: Good Night

Inside Y City, people were still discussing the images from the ruins of X City, unaware of the tragedy at the border settlement. Recently, a request was issued for residents to relocate to the city center, but amidst the heated atmosphere of the new elections, people didn’t fall into panic. Regardless of whether they moved or not, everyone had to go out during that period. Now, they just had to carry more of their belongings and temporarily stay in the city center.

No one considered that there could be a real disaster that could break through the city defenses of Y City. The tragic events in X City’s history served as a lesson for people, and they knew that humans couldn’t stumble in the same place twice.

Only a few people noticed that both of the candidates for leadership didn’t seem to be in good shape. Since the attack on the program, Zhu Yanchen had been weak and frail. As for Yi Ning, it was unclear what blow he had suffered, but he constantly had a pale face and occasionally appeared absent-minded in front of the camera.

However, this didn’t prevent the rest of the population from taking advantage of the situation to rest. Y City, with its vast size, had been running smoothly for over a hundred years, and people had already grown accustomed to the predictable way of life. Occasionally, during an emergency like this, everyone found it refreshing.

It had to be said that Zhu Sheng was exceptional in controlling the situation. Y City now resembled a fried egg. Everyone crowded into the yolk area, leaving only patrolling guards and the military ready for battle in the egg whites.

The underground bar of the Old Fourth, located on the outskirts of Y City, was now empty due to the evacuation order. This secluded place wasn’t suitable for camping and had become a ghostly room, which ironically facilitated certain clandestine gatherings—

“The ‘fake massacres’ of the three settlements near γ-31329 have been completed. As for the settlements that didn’t prepare underground bunkers, they have been evacuated under the arrangement of the Old Fourth. They don’t know the truth about the other settlements and believe the massacres are real.”

Wearing a dice mask, Two Dots reported still with a slick voice. Sitting on a tilted cushioned chair, he poured himself a glass of untouched wine. “Your actions are even bigger than I imagined.”

“I heard you made quite a profit from the mudsled and supply business,” Zhu Yanchen said. His face was covered by a mask, and he deliberately lowered his voice. He didn’t respond to Two Dots probing and changed the topic directly.

“We played by the rules. No one raised prices for transportation or supplies. Rest assured, I’ll go back and give Three Dots to Six Dots a good lesson. This opportunity is rare in a century, so it’s not surprising that some people are eager.”

“Mm.”

Two Dots looked up and down at Zhu Yanchen. “I heard Miss Ai entered the city center. It seems you’ll be sitting in her position for a while.”

Zhu Yanchen still paid no attention. “The prices of consumables in the settlements must be coordinated. The Old Fourth’s medical supplies are controlled by designated individuals and must not be hoarded or sold privately. Ai Xiaoxiao has arranged the necessary personnel. Let me emphasize once again, especially in this regard, I don’t want anyone else interfering.”

Two Dot’s voice carried a hint of amusement. “Yes, boss. But speaking of that… Zhu Sheng has recently loosened the restrictions on the Old Fourth. Have you heard about it? Zhu Lao plans to completely seal off the city, and the guards outside no longer care about our people. They are now weak, and there’s a considerable amount of military supplies in the periphery. Maybe we should…”

“Prohibited from conflicting with the military. If caught, you know the rules.”

“Haa, whether it’s Miss Ai or you, you both have stubborn minds. Fine, I get it. Who made me get stuck with the rank ‘Two Dots’ anyway?” The person shrugged.

After seeing Two Dots off, Zhu Yanchen relaxed his tense nerves and opened a bottle of champagne, which was a rare sight. Over this period, he had been working on the “Suppression” weapon production workshop, the underground bar, and the command center, always on the move like a spinning top. The days spent with Shu Jun were too relaxed, and he even found it difficult to adapt to the almost sleepless time.

He had to return to the command center later to participate in Zhu Sheng’s meeting. Since being shot on the program, Xia Yufeng had been in a state of confusion, as if his mind had gone blank. It was a challenge for him to convey anything related to the meeting; he often forgot what he was supposed to say.

People were truly prone to corruption. He had been living like an ascetic monk before, but now, after only a few days of separation from his loved one, Zhu Yanchen felt somewhat tired. He took a sip of champagne and looked at the empty bar.

Then everything went black before his eyes.

Something cold, slick, and greasy wrapped around his eyes. Zhu Yanchen’s heart tightened, but immediately relaxed.

“I won’t ask you to ‘guess who’ this time.” Shu Jun lazily spoke. “Master, I’ve never seen you drown your sorrows in alcohol. That’s not a good habit.”

With that, Shu Jun removed the covering material from his face and stood in front of Zhu Yanchen. He looked into his eyes, which were filled with bloodshot veins.

“What’s going on? I haven’t kept an eye on you for a while, and you’re not getting enough sleep again?”

“The production of the ‘Suppression’ weapons is limited, so I have to personally inspect them.” Feeling the warmth radiating from Shu Jun, Zhu Yanchen couldn’t help but curl his lips. Fatigue instantly flooded over him, washing away all the bitterness and leaving only a soft acidity. “In this battle, we must be flawless on our side… Shu Jun, now that the city is under complete lockdown, how did you manage to get in?”

“I learned from the spirit of Luo Duan and slowly crawled in through the cracks in the ground.” Shu Jun’s voice was bitter. “Have you seen my outfit? It’s all made of mimicry material. A’Yan, I was packed in a box the entire way and presented myself to the command center with great care. I’ve learned quite a few tricks.”

“You’re really…”

“No other way. I missed you.” Shu Jun unceremoniously grabbed Zhu Yanchen, and the two of them fell onto the couch. He didn’t do anything more; he just held his lover in his arms. “And I knew you wouldn’t rest properly.”

“Don’t tease me. I have a meeting later.” Wrapped in the familiar scent of the other person, Zhu Yanchen almost instantly fell asleep, but he managed to hold on.

“How long has it been since you last slept?”

“Less than three days.”

“I’ve come all this way, so I’ll go.”

Zhu Yanchen suddenly sobered up and exerted force to lift himself from the couch. “The perimeter of the command center is now equipped with the highest level of purifiers. You won’t be able to get in! Not through the cracks either. They will definitely check the entrance monitoring and guest records. You…”

“I can tolerate the internal purification, but the most challenging part is the purification shield around the courtyard. I know.” Shu Jun smiled. “Don’t worry, I haven’t been idle during this time. I’ve learned a thing or two from others as well.”

Shu Jun stood up, and the erosion substance climbed up from his feet, slowly writhing. In the next moment, another “Zhu Yanchen” appeared in front of Marshal Zhu, down to every detail of the uniform.

“I’ve only practiced for a short while, and my technique is still lousy, but I can manipulate dust to a certain extent. Causing a purifier to temporarily malfunction is achievable.” Shu Jun’s voice remained his own. He reached out, grabbed Zhu Yanchen’s wrist with the communicator, and then returned to his own appearance. “Come on, just like before—let your family know first, then you can sleep with me for a while.”

With that, he glanced at the communication list and pressed the most frequently used contact—

“What’s going on?” Tang Heyu had clearly been sleeping, as his white hair was completely disheveled. “You brat, I warn you—”

The old man’s voice suddenly faltered. He rubbed his eyes and then widened them in astonishment. “Shu Jun?!”

“A’Yan needs rest. We’re at the bar where we last met.” Shu Jun stated concisely. “I’ll hide him first… Forget about the meeting at the command center. How much time until your meeting over there?”

“Seven and a half hours.” Tang Heyu had a complicated expression. His mouth opened and closed for a while before he finally gave an answer.

“Then in another seven hours, remember to wake him up.”

“Mr. Tang, he’s joking.” Zhu Yanchen tried to pull his wrist back, but Shu Jun held on tightly. He could only helplessly explain in a loud voice, “I’ll go soon—”

“Go my ass,” Shu Jun asserted boldly. “Look at your complexion. It’s as pale as paper—Marshal Zhu, I warn you. I know you’re immune to the erosion, and I can help treat your wounds, but if you suddenly drop dead in the meeting room, you’ll be really gone. Now, sleep.”

“I’ve checked my body. It shouldn’t…”

“I won’t discuss the issue of ‘should’. If you keep pushing through like this, you’ll become an idiot.” Shu Jun insisted firmly. “I don’t want to spend my life with an idiot.”

Zhu Yanchen: “…”

Tang Heyu: “Can I hang up first?”

“Not for now.” Shu Jun raised his voice. “Anyway, Mr. Tang, it’s settled. You come to pick him up in seven hours. Alright, you can hang up now.”

Tang Heyu quickly disconnected the call at the fastest speed known to mankind.

Shu Jun released Zhu Yanchen’s wrist, but there wasn’t much of a victorious look on his face. “Why do I feel like I’ve been supervising your sleep ever since we met again?”

Zhu Yanchen didn’t respond. His eyebrows slightly furrowed as he reached out and grabbed Shu Jun’s wrist, pulling him back onto the couch.

“What’s wrong? Don’t trust me to go?” Shu Jun saw the seriousness in Zhu Yanchen’s expression and then curled his lips. “I can impersonate the real you. I can achieve the same level as Xia Yufeng. As for the voice, I have the ‘Replication’ ability. I can use erosion to adjust my vocal cords without exposing anything.”

They fell silent for a few seconds, and Shu Jun’s vertical pupils slowly contracted.

“Of course, I won’t take the opportunity to kill off all the high-ranking human officials, although it’s quite tempting…”

“Since we met, I’ve also been supervising your emotional state,” Zhu Yanchen quietly interrupted Shu Jun. “I know you just want me to rest, but I also understand that you seek closeness when you’re feeling uneasy.”

Shu Jun was momentarily stunned.

“The scenes of destruction weren’t something you imagined yourself, right? At least, I didn’t sense much deliberate acting. It seemed quite natural.”

…And the mournful and desperate cries of the monster. Shu Jun wasn’t skilled in acting. That kind of despair was something he could never portray. That expression seemed more like an outburst of genuine emotions than acting skills.

Zhu Yanchen reached out and gently stroked Shu Jun’s cheek with his palm. Seeing Shu Jun’s lips slightly parted, he couldn’t help but poke at the pointed tooth peeking out.

“Those scenes were information implanted by Sigma, right?”

“…Mm, I referenced the destruction of X City a bit.” The remnants of the yet unformed hostility in Shu Jun instantly dissipated.

“It was the same last time, and it’s the same this time. Every time you turn yourself into a monster, you become more susceptible to negative emotions.” Zhu Yanchen withdrew his hand and ruffled Shu Jun’s hair in that position. “I don’t mind if you come to me for reassurance—whether it’s trust or love, you can come anytime.”

His gaze became incredibly gentle. “I agree to let you go, and I won’t hold back anymore. But, in return, you don’t have to deliberately hide your emotions either.”

“Alright, alright, shut up.” Shu Jun pushed Zhu Yanchen down onto the couch and looked up at the ceiling. “If you keep talking, I won’t be able to resist kissing you. Then neither of us will get any sleep.”

This time, Zhu Yanchen didn’t struggle. He turned to the side on the couch, resting his head on Shu Jun’s leg, and quickly fell into a deep sleep.

Once his lover was sound asleep, Shu Jun slowly moved away and slipped a soft pillow under Zhu Yanchen’s head. Then he wandered around the bar for a few rounds and found a blanket to carefully cover his beloved Marshal Zhu.

“I’ll be right back.” Shu Jun whispered, giving a gentle kiss on Zhu Yanchen’s eyes. “When you wake up, I’ll fill you in on the details of the meeting.”

Shu Jun stood up, extinguishing the only source of light in the bar. The windows were already sealed shut, enveloping the surroundings in complete darkness.

“Goodnight. Sweet dreams.”

The author has something to say:

The real Marshal Zhu, Marshal Zhu as portrayed by Xia Yufeng, and Marshal Zhu as portrayed by Shu Ge, let’s draw lots.

Zhu Sheng: …Xia Yufeng’s acting is a bit inconsistent.

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Author: 年终 / Nian Zhong

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/

Chapter 89: Special One

The screen was contaminated by the Erosion Swamp, becoming increasingly distorted and deformed. The crackling electromagnetic noise mixed with the muffled sounds of collapsing ruins, as one by one, the lights went out. The air became oppressively murky. The mutated synthetics didn’t go berserk; instead, they returned to calmness after feeding.

A peculiar and desperate army.

Only the largest monster was rampaging wildly, seemingly the only creature with emotions, now venting without any regard. These images were distributed to all the senior researchers, and the conclusions were drawn quickly:

“The larger monster undoubtedly has a higher resonance rate with the Erosion Swamp, allowing it to manipulate the Erosion Swamp and transform into a gigantic monster.”

“The other synthetics didn’t integrate well with the Erosion Swamp and received an unknown treatment, which has put them in an unstable state of mutation. They will soon die or lose their sanity, becoming true mutant beasts.”

“That’s good news. Not many synthetics possess top-tier destructive power. With such an attack, our fortifications can definitely withstand…”

“…Report…”

Zhu Sheng pinched his brow, sighing softly.

In the end, those reports were just results derived from the images, and their accuracy was still questionable. Based on the information in the footage, Zhu Sheng had a rough guess—

The leader of the synthetics had similar interests to the Old Fourth and had reached an agreement with them not long ago, secretly hoarding resources.

Subsequently, they prepared underground strongholds in the settlements. During the Reunion Festival, they gathered everyone together and informed the synthetics of the truth behind the player system, then urgently relocated them underground.

The reason the synthetics had been lurking before could only be because they harbored hope—minimal casualties and human collaborators. The synthetics didn’t want to perish along with the humans; they wanted to find a way out.

So, they were cautious, gradually accumulating their strength. When humans suddenly lost this purifying force and had to change leadership, the social system was bound to undergo changes, at least causing a period of chaos. The synthetics could take advantage of the most vulnerable moment within Y City to launch an attack, severely damaging humans and seizing the opportunity to plunder resources and demand compensation.

…It seemed that the synthetics had a capable leader.

The other side acted cautiously, without an impulsive attitude. Zhu Sheng had figured out this route. They prepared for a preemptive city-wide lockdown, guarding against a potential attack from the synthetics. However, with the revelation of the settlements, his rhythm was completely disrupted—

The Blackbirds and Groundwater were undoubtedly the two strongest teams among the synthetics. Now, they were heavily damaged by the Erosion Swamp and were attacking humans. The largest monster—the leader—was likely in a state of half-despair.

Before the war even started, the strongest forces were unable to recover, which was a disaster capable of shaking people’s hearts.

The synthetics were expendable, one less meant one less, and they couldn’t be replenished. The synthetics were already in a difficult situation, and when such events occurred, people’s hearts would crumble like loose sand. Despair would spread rapidly, with no companions left to save, leading to scenes of chaotic battle and eventual mutual destruction.

Things had reached this point, and regardless of whether or not the settlement’s population was incited, the outcome wouldn’t differ much—once these synthetics lost control, they would undoubtedly slaughter the settlement’s residents as their first victims.

This variable was too significant, and Y City wasn’t prepared.

How did this happen so coincidentally? Zhu Sheng sat on the stool, unusually stunned for a few seconds—how did this happen so coincidentally?

How could such a large Erosion Swamp suddenly appear and attack the settlement where the majority of the synthetics were located? If the leader of the synthetics could manipulate the Erosion Swamp, why didn’t they notice it earlier?

Upon closer examination, this large Erosion Swamp was extremely peculiar. While coincidence could explain it, if it wasn’t fate…

What else was there?

Zhu Sheng retreated into the darkness, thinking quickly.

There must be something hidden behind the synthetics, attempting to instigate a conflict between humans and synthetics. With this in mind, perhaps the leader on the synthetics’ side was aware, and their lack of action could be due to this consideration.

But what other forces could there be? He couldn’t figure it out.

…Well, regardless of what lurked in the shadows, their available options were extremely limited at the moment. The most pressing matter was to defend against the potentially rampaging synthetics at all costs.

At any cost.

“Completely seal off Y City and stop accepting returning residents.” Zhu Sheng spoke up. “Increase the number of purifiers around the city and have all citizens evacuate to the city center. Be prepared to raise the second wall around the city center at any time. We must prepare for a prolonged siege.”

The assistant standing beside Zhu Sheng was startled.

“They are similar to mutant beasts, needing to feed to survive. This condition is difficult to treat, so they won’t last much longer,” Zhu Sheng said calmly. “Go, arrange a meeting, and I will discuss the specific arrangements.”

Y City must be defended, and every effort must be made to minimize losses. If Y City fell, the surrounding cities wouldn’t survive for long either.

Underground stronghold.

Of the initial thirty thousand people who were relocated, only a few thousand remained. Although it was a bit challenging for the several tens of thousands of people in the settlement, considering that it was only temporary, everyone endured it—every room was filled with people; even the corridors were crowded. Special large rooms were reserved for the elderly and children, and while the air was filled with a mix of various odors—overall, it was tolerable.

They had enough food to eat, good lighting, and no trace of the Erosion Swamp seeping in. For most of the settlement’s people, it was already sufficient.

The more capable players were assigned to “Suppression” work, stationed at important ventilation and water inlets to assist with purification. This work wasn’t particularly tiring, but it was mechanical and monotonous, leaving people restless.

Perhaps considering this, all the screens in the stronghold were turned on. The Erosion Swamp blocked all long-range signals, and only the local signal source managed to survive—every scene Zhu Sheng saw was projected accurately to the people in the underground stronghold.

“That’s my face!” Yu Jin held a can of meat, pointing at the man kneeling before him. “Captain Shu is being unfair! He made me kneel like this? How could anyone possibly bully me, umph—”

He had only shouted halfway when a piece of compressed biscuit was pressed against his mouth. Hu Yan looked coldly at Yu Jin and pointed at the swaying “synthetic” on the screen. “That one has my face on it. Captain Shu specifically instructed me to give you some spiritual compensation, but I ended up with nothing once it came to me. You don’t want the canned food? Fine, give it back to me.”

“You used my face, so there’s no reason not to give me something.” Yu Jin scratched his bright yellow hair, clutching the can tightly to his chest.

“Tsk.”

“But the effect is pretty lame.” Yu Jin hid the canned food and sighed. “Our faces are all exposed. It’s fine for the older folks, but the young ones might think it’s some kind of show. Later, I’ll have to argue with them again.”

“Just hold steady.” Hu Yan crossed his arms. “Captain Shu said that with this development, Y City will definitely be completely sealed off and too preoccupied to bother with us. Once the cameras break, no one will come to investigate. At most, one more day, and once Captain Shu finishes cleaning up, we can all come out.”

“Easy for you to say. Your team has taken over quite a few houses, and the stronghold still needs to accommodate more people.”

“We’ll compensate with meat.” Hu Yan raised the “Suppression” prototype in his hand. “When the time comes, we’ll go out hunting and purify some mutant beast meat. It tastes pretty good.”

“Get more bird-shaped mutant beasts. The meat is tender,” Yu Jin turned his eyes around.

“…No special requests,” Hu Yan said, then chuckled to himself.

People were crowded together underground. The young gathered in front of the screens, gasping in astonishment, while the middle-aged formed groups and chatted. Several elderly people with spinal deformities piled up a few crates of supplies and sat on top, playing cards. The air wasn’t exactly fresh, and the light bulbs were dim and flickering, but the surroundings were filled with a vibrant human atmosphere.

The chaotic festival had long passed, and the players’ mindset had more or less adjusted. Now enveloped in a long-lost sense of camaraderie, they unconsciously joined in the conversations.

“Although I still can’t forgive certain people,” Hu Yan took a bite of the protein energy bar in his hand, “but, how should I put it? I like this feeling.”

Just as if they weren’t different from each other.

“Who doesn’t, right?” Yu Jin opened a can of meat and handed it to the nearest pregnant woman. “Now I only have one thought—let’s not mess things up anymore and put an end to all this nonsense. I can’t wait for Boss Zhu to become the leader, truly.”

The two candidates for leadership had vastly different reactions to these scenes.

Yi Ning’s face turned pale, and he squeezed his palms until they left bloodstains. Just as he had mentally prepared himself to confront Shu Jun and Zhu Sheng, everything went off track.

Was there still hope for the settlements? Yi Ning wondered absentmindedly. With such monsters, what kind of people would they send to fight?

This was no longer a war; it was an utter natural disaster. Yi Ning subconsciously wanted to speak up and ask the person he used to discuss matters with, but then he remembered that Luo Duan was no longer around.

Right, Luo Duan was also a synthetic.

He vaguely realized something, but no matter what he did, he couldn’t grasp that thread of inspiration. A sense of panic seeped into his mind, subsequently capturing his full attention—his hometown was about to be destroyed, the people he cherished the most were going to die, and he was likely unable to do anything.

At this point, should he join forces with Zhu Sheng?

Even if they joined forces, could they save those who were about to fall into despair?

Yi Ning sat back in his chair, somewhat unsteady, and looked up at the bright ceiling of his office. His eyes felt sore, and soon tears welled up.

…Was he wrong from the start?

No, he couldn’t allow such a weak thought to surface. In any case, he should first find the researchers and hear how the experts analyze the situation. Yi Ning wiped his face a few times, opened the screen, and a thought unexpectedly struck him.

If Zhu Yanchen were still alive.

If it was that tactically astute genius, who knows, he might come up with a way to save most of the people.

‘How funny,’ he thought. Previously, in order to obtain the position of leader, he guided the people to recognize the true “Zhu Yanchen”. Now that the plan had reached its final step, he found himself wanting the return of this opponent the most.

However, the atmosphere around Marshal Zhu wasn’t particularly heavy—

“Forget about your father. His heart is as frozen as a piece of meat. But if you do this… Hey, you’re scaring the poor Yi kid to death!” Tang Heyu looked at the information Yi Ning had passed on to the Tang family and made a sound similar to slurping noodles.

“To deceive Sigma, we must first deceive the humans themselves.”

Zhu Yanchen mumbled with an energy bar in his mouth, his voice muffled. As he spoke, he nibbled on the energy bar—Marshal Zhu’s hands were covered in oil stains from mechanical parts, and his face was smeared, with no free hand to grab food.

“Tang Lao, stop looking. This needs some adjustments.”

“I need a rest!” Tang Heyu glared, his eyes widening. “I admit you have great stamina, but don’t make things difficult for an old man. Let me take a good look… Oh my, this person looks so realistic. The power of the Erosion Swamp shouldn’t be underestimated…”

The old man clearly wanted to watch the excitement, so Zhu Yanchen wiped the sweat off his chin and let him be.

“Oh my, Shu Jun is here! Hey, this is too bloody… Chenchen, even if you like men, they should at least be human first… Is this the person? My goodness…”

“It’s him.” Zhu Yanchen stopped his work and leaned over to look. “His control over his abilities has improved.”

“What’s with that smug look on your face? I can’t understand young people nowadays. If your father finds out…”

As the old man said that he suddenly fell silent and his expression became serious. He let out a low sigh and continued to gaze at the screen.

“I will let him know.”

Zhu Yanchen stared at the roaring monster on the screen with an unusually gentle gaze.

“…It’s almost over.”

The author has something to say:

Tang Heyu: Young people these days are too trendy with their XP.jpg

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Chapter 88: Scream

Located on the top floor of the command center was the best restaurant in Y City with a splendid view. The night sky concealed the oppressive feeling unique to overcast days, and with the dazzling warm lights, it seemed as though this place had never been tainted by the outside gloom. The temperature was comfortable, the music soothing, but these beauties failed to influence Yi Ning.

Yi Ning’s face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

Zhu Sheng sat upright at the table with his white hair neatly combed. Despite his advanced age, he still exuded an extremely dominant and oppressive aura. Thinking about how this person had once sent someone to assassinate him, Yi Ning’s mood became somewhat complicated.

“Please, have a seat.” Faced with his former target, Zhu Sheng showed no signs of guilt.

“Don’t you want Zhu Yanchen to come?” Yi Ning suppressed his anger.

“Xiao Xia? His injuries haven’t healed yet, so he’s resting.”

“You’re being straightforward.”

“When you reach my age, you don’t have much time for small talk.” Zhu Sheng spoke slowly. “Given the current situation, let’s cooperate.”

Yi Ning stood up abruptly, almost pulling the tablecloth with his exaggerated movement. “I refuse.”

“Young man, don’t be so impatient. Settlement γ-31329 is beyond saving, and you don’t need to rush.”

Those words hit a nerve, and Yi Ning took a deep breath. “If it weren’t for you—”

“Well, I didn’t expect the Erosion Swamp to accelerate suddenly. But even if it continued at its original speed, I would still delay it. Do you want to save them?”

“No need to state the obvious!”

“The leadership position is yours. What do you plan to do?”

“Evacuate the residents, send them to other settlements, and deploy troops to purify the area surrounding the Erosion Swamp.” Yi Ning had considered this countless times in his mind.

“Our medication distribution to the settlements is calculated based on a predetermined threshold. The Erosion Swamp’s attack will inevitably turn the area near Settlement γ-31329 into a heavily eroded zone, making it impossible to grow crops or produce supplies for a period of time.”

Zhu Sheng gently placed the teacup back on the table.

“For the evacuees without special abilities, they would only burden the new settlements. The shortage of food and medicine that follows will trigger deeper chaos.”

“Y City has sufficient reserve resources, and the population of the settlement is not that large. We can allocate additional emergency supplies.”

“But what if a real emergency occurs in Y City? No one knows how long this attack will last, and there is more than one Erosion Swamp. If we reveal any weaknesses, the synthetics will definitely intervene—they are smarter than the Erosion Swamp, and each one of them is a desperate criminal, posing no less threat than the Erosion Swamp.”

“Are we just going to watch this settlement be destroyed because of a ‘possibility’ that Y City might be in danger?”

“You crawled up from a settlement, so I thought you wouldn’t be so naïve.” Zhu Sheng raised his hand, dismissing the guards who were attempting to move forward.

“Many problems don’t have perfect answers. It’s either sacrificing A or sacrificing B. From a broader perspective, if we disregard everything to rescue the settlement, it will leave evident risks for other settlements, Y City, and even humanity. But sacrificing it and finding a suitable explanation can actually ignite the fighting spirit in other settlements.”

“Fighting spirit?”

“The resistance against the synthetics.” Zhu Sheng looked at the night view outside the window. “Only after this turmoil ends, can Y City provide resources to support the settlements. If it takes too long, each settlement will inevitably be gradually depleted. Every leader in each settlement understands this principle, and as long as we send a signal, they will cooperate. Phrases like ‘victory in desperation’ and ‘fighting against the odds”—I believe you’ve heard enough of them. But if you step up and make this move, the effect will definitely be better than mine.”

“Let me summarize what you’re suggesting.” Yi Ning gritted his teeth. “You want me to step forward and use the Erosion Swamp’s attack to shift the blame onto the synthetics, then let the people in the settlements consume the synthetics first, and then Y City will intervene to solve the problem.”

“By doing so, the other settlements will still have a way out. Even with full support, Settlement γ-31329 won’t be able to be saved in time. It’s better to turn it into an excellent detonator.”

“I understand what you’re implying. The synthetics can sustain themselves outside for so long; they surely rely on support from the settlements.”

“These synthetics are likely disguised and infiltrated into various settlements. Settlements have always had a large influx of people, making them excellent hiding places. Their support probably comes from the Old Fourth. After all, they have always been dissatisfied with the optimization of the player system.”

Zhu Sheng patiently explained, which was uncommon for him.

“The Old Fourth is a civilian organization, considered half managers of the settlements. Currently, the settlements have not reported the movements of the synthetics, allowing the big fish to go unchallenged.”

“So you want to kill the chicken to scare the monkey*? Sacrifice the lives of tens of thousands, or even more, to be the detonator?”

*Idiom referring to setting an example.

“Yes. This way, the maximum number of people can survive, and there won’t be any loss of essential production facilities or core talents.” Zhu Sheng turned his gaze and looked directly into Yin Ning’s eyes.

“A while ago, you sent someone to kill me. Was it also for the ‘greater good’?”

“With the current tense situation, we shouldn’t waste time on power struggles. Our positions regarding the player system are relatively aligned. If it weren’t for your insistence on saving the settlements, I would have voluntarily withdrawn.”

As they spoke, dishes were served one by one. The vegetables were vibrant and dripping with freshness, the meat tender and delicious, and the hot aroma filled the air. However, neither of them touched their chopsticks, letting the enticing heat slowly dissipate.

Yi Ning didn’t even look at the food on the table. “If I were from Y City, I would indeed be convinced by your words.”

He suppressed his personal anger and replied with each word pronounced deliberately.

“I’ve also considered it. According to your argument, the casualties would indeed be minimized—someone has to sacrifice, so you plan to sacrifice the least significant part of society. Most people in Y City would probably stand on your side, I understand.”

“But among the group of people you want to sacrifice are my friends, elders, neighbors, and strangers who have supported and cared for me along the way. They supported me as I grew up, provided for me to enter Y City, and in the end, I’m supposed to sacrifice them without even asking, all for the sake of the ‘greater good’. I can’t cross that line within myself.”

Zhu Sheng’s expression gradually cooled down.

“I was willing to talk to you because you have a good mind. If you get rid of your soft-heartedness, you will definitely become an excellent leader in the future.”

“Is that so? I thought I was about to prove that ‘Zhu Yanchen’ is a fake, and you wanted to seek reconciliation.”

The unpleasantness on Zhu Sheng’s face disappeared, gradually transforming into a strange sadness. He fell into a long silence and sighed deeply in the end. “Yi Ning, don’t do something foolish.”

“If everyone works together, maybe we can make it through.” Yi Ning got up from his seat. “I will never use the settlements as cannon fodder.”

With that, he left the restaurant without looking back.

“You’ve worked hard. Let’s eat. The dishes in the front have gone cold; I’ll have someone reheat them up,” Zhu Sheng gestured to the young guard behind him. “We haven’t touched anything, so let’s not waste these good dishes.”

The guard glanced at Zhu Sheng, who picked up his chopsticks, and then looked at the empty seat in front of him. Mr. Zhu, isn’t this inappropriate?”

“Eat. You’ve been standing for quite a while. It’s just having a meal with an old man. Don’t mind it.”

The guard saluted and sat down in front of Zhu Sheng, visibly restrained in his movements. Zhu Sheng turned his head again and looked out at the night view—the sky had completely darkened, and his own face was reflected on the glass under the bright lights in the room.

He had never looked so exhausted before.

The young guard was also hungry, and the food was of high quality, so he loosened up as he ate. Zhu Sheng took some fish soup, mixed it with a little hot rice, and ate slowly. The screen next to him was flickering—the troops responsible for receiving supplies were still in various settlements, equipped with the best communication devices, continuously transmitting images back.

The settlements remained as they were, with shabby and crooked houses and only a few strips of light visible through the windows. The Erosion Swamp was approaching, and the concentration of erosion on the streets remained high, with very few people in sight. Occasionally, a few people could be seen with their faces tightly covered like dumplings.

To ensure that the personnel wouldn’t move drastically, Zhu Sheng had already instructed the supply team to bring false information, telling them that the Erosion Swamp would be intercepted by Y City’s special forces. He also ordered the cessation of hunting and excavation on the outskirts of the settlements, making the lie more convincing.

If the tragedy wasn’t tragic enough, it wouldn’t serve as the detonator. If these people managed to escape successfully, when the synthetics struck, the border settlement would only follow suit and descend into chaos.

The settlement was remarkably quiet. Death was about to descend, and the people sleeping in their beds knew nothing.

This would be the final peace for Settlement γ-31329.

Twenty hours passed, precisely at the time of the setting sun. The dark clouds revealed a faint reddish color from the evening sun. The massive Erosion Swamp crawled to the edge of the town, and a sharp and desperate scream pierced the sky.

It had begun.

Zhu Sheng sat upright on a stool, silently watching the shaking images on the screen—the team responsible for maintaining the machinery had left several hours ago. In a highly eroded environment, this machinery could only hold on for a day at most.

One day was enough.

The people didn’t wait for the imagined reinforcements. Many panicked and rushed onto the streets, attempting to escape on makeshift sleds. However, the concentration of erosion outside was too high, and most of the settlement’s residents didn’t have proper protective clothing. They collapsed on the streets after running only a few steps. As the beasts led the Erosion Swamp, the Corpse Parasites eagerly burrowed into the clothes of the residents, feasting on their flesh. Their bloated clothes visibly deflated.

The remaining people had learned their lesson. They retreated into their homes, put on their best protective suits, and turned the purifiers to the maximum.

The black liquid slowly crept across the ground, turning the already pale signs into shades of black, white, and gray. The settlement wasn’t without young people who made a living in the erosion zone. They wore thick protective suits and boots, running frantically through the city. If someone accidentally fell, the Erosion Swamp would grab hold of them, eliminating their chances of getting up again.

One person clearly noticed the position of the camera. He stumbled closer, shouting at the lens.

“It’s over!” he lamented. “It’s my fault; I protected the synthetics! I confess, we have hidden thousands of synthetics in our town. Their main force is still here… Cough, they haven’t left yet.”

He coughed a few times with difficulty, his voice hoarse with impending death.

“…Their underground stronghold has been infiltrated by the Erosion Swamp! They don’t seem afraid of the Erosion Swamp; they’ve all turned into monsters. Please save us… I beg you…”

“It doesn’t matter if I die, but the residents here are innocent… Why didn’t you tell us that the Erosion Swamp was coming? Why…? They aren’t afraid of the Erosion Swamp!”

Half of the person’s mask had been eroded away, revealing grayish-black flesh. Much of their skin had peeled off due to erosion, and black blood slid over their skin. They widened their eyes, tears streaming down.

“Can’t you just punish me alone? The others are innocent; they don’t even know that the synthetics are here… Please, save them. I’m begging you…”

The person knelt in front of the camera; their knees sinking into the erosion substance, making an unsettling sizzling sound. They bowed their head to the ground, maintaining that position, never rising again.

The light from the screen illuminated Zhu Sheng’s face. The old man remained motionless, as if carved in stone.

The settlement first fell into an eerie silence, then screams gradually echoed from all directions—finally, a monster entered the camera’s range on the screen.

Zhu Sheng had seen the largest one before. It was the same one that attacked the cultivation stronghold some time ago.

It let out a mournful howl in the town, filled with sorrow and anger. The pitch-black liquid flowed down from its eye sockets, dripping onto the ground. Under the giant monster’s feet, several humanoid creatures staggered forward—they still retained human proportions, without masks on their faces, but their limbs were strangely elongated. Black bone joints protruded from their eyes, noses, ears, and mouths, reaching toward the sky. From a distance, they resembled charred trees.

These “people” emitted muffled wailing sounds, their movements convulsing, appearing to be in extreme pain. Zhu Sheng recognized a few faces—they were all members of the Blackbirds.

The largest monster was surrounded by them, wreaking havoc on the houses and emitting mournful screams as if venting their anger. Zhu Sheng witnessed it stepping on rooftops, claws dragging out residents from inside, and three or five of them being pressed into the Erosion Swamp, crushed into a meaty pulp.

The humanoid creatures surrounding it then swarmed in, devouring the meaty pulp in a frenzy.

This is bad.

Zhu Sheng tightly gripped the head of his cane.

…He had considered the worst-case scenario, but the current scene was a hundred times worse than his imagination.

The author has something to say:

Shu Ge: A’Yan, see if my special effects are powerful enough.

↑ Actually, he’s the only one in the scene.

Marshal: .

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