The beast tide had ended—temporarily.
But at the very least, it had left a sliver of hope for Third Eye.
The Alliance's support troops had arrived and were now cooperating with Third Eye’s armed forces to clean up the battlefield. Once the operation concluded, Leon led the high-ranking members to welcome them.
“You’ve worked hard. Thank you all for your support.”
“No, we arrived too late.”
After exchanging pleasantries, they began discussing the defensive strategy moving forward. Though the Alliance had its own research projects, they were well aware that their progress lagged far behind Third Eye’s. Moreover, there was a possibility of internal sabotage within their ranks.
In any case, the deployment of the support troops symbolized deepened collaboration between the two factions. Moving forward, this unit would be stationed at Third Eye to assist them.
After exchanging updates on their respective situations, Leon inevitably brought up the powerful superpower who had appeared on the battlefield to assist.
“A superpower?” The opposing officer froze for a moment before turning to his adjutant. “Did someone from our unit head over in advance to provide support?”
The adjutant hesitated as well. “Our headcount hasn’t changed. Besides, our superpower division’s highest-ranking members are only B-Level. All A-Level superpowers have been deployed to the central base for defense.”
Hearing this, Leon’s gaze flickered slightly. With a faint smile, he said, “Then someone must have been mistaken. Let’s not dwell on this and move on to other matters.”
Interesting. If that superpower wasn’t from the Alliance, then they had to be one of their own.
And yet, Leon had never heard of such a powerful superpower within their organization.
During a break in the banquet, Leon quietly instructed his assistant to gather all battlefield witness accounts regarding the mysterious figure.
At the same time—
Tang Xiao was trying to steady his breathing, willing the heat on his face to subside. When Jun Tesi leaned in again, he raised a hand to block his face. “Alright, that’s enough. If you keep kissing me, someone will notice.”
Jun Tesi licked his lips, clearly reluctant, but obediently pulled back a little.
Once Tang Xiao’s head cleared, he asked, “Tell me everything that happened on the battlefield—be as detailed as possible.”
Jun Tesi looked puzzled but still recounted everything honestly. “I covered my face and body, so you don’t have to worry.”
“You idiot, just covering your face isn’t enough,” Tang Xiao sighed in exasperation.
Upon learning that Jun Tesi had been mistaken for an Alliance reinforcement, Tang Xiao was initially surprised but soon understood why. Given the chaos of the battlefield and Leon’s intelligence, even if Jun Tesi hadn’t actually been part of the Alliance, slapping that label on him would have been a strategic move to boost morale.
However, the other party would definitely ask the Alliance, and that assumption would be debunked.
There weren’t too many people who had seen Jun Tesi in action on the battlefield, but there weren’t too few, either. Later, when the massive wave of avian aberrations appeared, Jun Tesi had been forced to surface from underground, and some might have noticed his distinctive blood-red mycelium.
After considering the situation carefully, Tang Xiao realized it would be difficult to keep Jun Tesi’s existence completely hidden—especially since he would need a large number of aberration genes for his evolution.
Weighing his options, Tang Xiao sighed, then leaned in to whisper a few instructions into Jun Tesi’s ear.
Following the battle, Leon held only a small celebratory banquet for the Alliance troops before quickly shifting his focus to counting the casualties and organizing a mass funeral.
The researchers, who had only just begun to rejoice in their survival, were abruptly forced to confront the grim reality of their fallen colleagues. Some collapsed upon seeing the death toll, and when they awoke, they were overcome with grief.
Even in the early waves of the beast tide, the outer district had been almost completely wiped out. The inner district had also suffered heavy casualties, with only a few thousand survivors remaining.
And everyone knew this was far from over.
The beast tide would last at least two to three months. What they had just faced was only the vanguard.
“They raised us, nurtured us, and trusted us. Their sacrifice will never be in vain. We will fight until humanity triumphs.”
At the mass funeral, Leon donned a black priest’s robe. As the leader of Third Eye, he offered prayers for those who had perished in battle. His usually relaxed demeanor was now solemn. All the high-ranking members of the organization, as well as prominent scholars, attended the ceremony. They were all clad in black mourning attire, their expressions grave yet resolute. They understood the price that had been paid.
After the funeral, Tang Xiao sought out Leon alone. “I have something I need to discuss with you privately.”
Leon regarded him calmly, then turned to his assistant. “Please inform Commander Emil of the Alliance that I may be a little late.”
The assistant nodded knowingly and left.
Leon and Tang Xiao found an empty meeting room. After glancing at the time, Leon said, “Just say it directly—I still need to discuss the garrison arrangements with the Alliance.”
“The mysterious superpower on the battlefield—have you identified them?” Tang Xiao got straight to the point.
Leon’s eyes narrowed slightly, but he said nothing.
Tang Xiao had been observing his expression but gave up after a few seconds. Forget it—trying to read a politician’s thoughts was beyond him. He decided to be blunt. “That superpower is experiment subject 428. I released him. I used pheromones to control him.”
A superpower with multiple abilities—unless they were an experimental subject, such a being shouldn’t exist in this world. And anyone who had gathered witness reports would know that his speed had been absurd. He could move from the eastern front to the western front in mere seconds—so fast it was inhuman.
If this were on the battlefield, it would be a different story. But now that Third Eye had the Alliance’s support and was temporarily secure, Leon would undoubtedly eliminate any internal threats. And this extremely powerful superpower, who had never shown himself before, was unquestionably one of them.
Since an investigation was inevitable, Tang Xiao figured he might as well come clean and take the blame himself.
After all, a weapon that could be controlled and one that might go out of control at any time were two completely different concepts.
That night, Tang Xiao had Jun Tesi secretly steal a few vials of Dr. Hall’s pheromones. Coincidentally, that same night, several areas lost surveillance due to cables being damaged by rodent-like mutant beasts.
“Dr. Tang, you’re not joking, are you?” Upon hearing the news, Leon didn’t even furrow his brows, as if he wasn’t particularly surprised. He simply said in a calm tone, “You do realize that under normal circumstances, this would have been enough to land you in the interrogation room multiple times.”
When Tang Xiao heard the words ‘under normal circumstances,’ he finally felt a bit relieved. He was gambling that in such a critical situation, Leon wouldn’t discard a fully formed combat asset.
“I understand. But at the time, the situation was too urgent. After this war is over, I am willing to accept any trial and punishment,” Tang Xiao said. “But please, consider the feasibility of using experimental subject 428 as a weapon.”
“Hmm.” Leon didn’t give Tang Xiao a direct answer. He simply acknowledged the information and then dismissed him.
Tang Xiao felt a bit uneasy on his way back. He wasn’t sure what decision Leon would make. Over the next few days, all he learned was that 428 had been relocated—beyond that, he had no further details.
Fortunately, according to the news from Jun Tesi, the results seemed to be positive.
Dr. Leon and Dr. Hall reevaluated his abilities. The terrain could explain the sudden surge in his power— mycelium had more room to spread in the soil. However, Jun Tesi hadn't actually displayed exaggerated strength. The battlefield might have been too chaotic, leading to a misjudgment of his true capabilities, especially with his dramatic entrance as a ‘heaven-sent soldier.’
Developing experiment subject 428 into a weapon had been one of Third Eye’s contingency plans from the start. Now, it was simply an emergency measure taken in desperate times. Once they confirmed that pheromones could effectively control him, the decision was quickly approved without further obstacles.
With the Alliance’s support and Jun Tesi in action, Third Eye successfully survived the next few beast tides unscathed. Each time a beast tide ended, the massive number of mutant beast corpses became a continuous source of food for Jun Tesi.
However, there was one thing Jun Tesi didn’t understand.
Originally, Leon’s strategy was to use Jun Tesi as a special weapon, deploying him only when the front lines were in trouble. After the battle, he was to return to the lab. But Tang Xiao opposed this. He argued that since the other soldiers on the battlefield already knew of the existence of a powerful, mysterious superpower, why not solidify that presence? It would boost morale.
Compared to an experimental subject that could lose control at any time, the soldiers would undoubtedly prefer fighting alongside a true powerhouse.
Even Jun Tesi could tell that Tang Xiao’s reasoning wasn’t particularly convincing. Speaking up for him at this moment wasn’t a wise move—it might even expose their relationship.
Besides, to Jun Tesi, there wasn’t much of a difference between the two approaches.
“No, there is a difference.” Tang Xiao told him, “I want you to be able to walk out there freely, under another identity, to receive people’s gratitude and praise—to let everyone know that it was you who saved them.”
“But I’m already free,” Jun Tesi said, confused. He could roam underground as he pleased—this base hadn’t been able to restrain him for a long time.
“And I don’t care about anyone else’s gratitude. I only want your praise.”
Hearing this, the young man gave a helpless smile. “I know. But it’s not the same.”
“It is different, Jun Tesi.”
He didn’t understand what was different about it.
In the end, Tang Xiao’s proposal was accepted. To prevent resentment or resistance from the soldiers toward the mushroom, 428’s true identity remained a secret. He was incorporated into the Masked Unit, wearing a mask like all the other superpowers, and deployed as a special weapon in battle.
And so, for the first time, Jun Tesi shed his identity as an experimental subject. Though he still had to wear a limiter, it was the first time his mushroom form openly stepped onto the surface.
To Jun Tesi, however, this so-called freedom didn’t feel much different from before. Instead of cooperating in daily experiments, he now went out to hunt mutant beasts every day.
Oh, maybe there was one difference—more people started bothering him.
“Hey, James!”
After dealing with a wave of mutant beasts near the base, Jun Tesi was on his way back when a human voice called out from behind. The only researcher who knew his true identity stood beside him, watching as the man casually slung an arm over Jun Tesi’s shoulder.
“Heading back? Wanna grab a drink?”
The man was the captain of the Orca Team—the one Jun Tesi had previously saved. Ever since learning that Jun Tesi had been his rescuer, he had persistently tried to invite him to meals.
Jun Tesi found this quite troubling.
“No. Not interested.”
“Haha, you’re still the same.” The captain didn’t mind Jun Tesi’s cold response at all. He clapped him on the shoulder, ignoring the researcher’s conflicted expression beside them. “Come, hang out with us sometime. Everyone’s curious about you and wants to properly thank you.”
“I’m not interested in your gratitude,” Jun Tesi said bluntly.
Following behind the captain, Gu Mo twitched the corners of his mouth. He had already warned them—this superpower was aloof and indifferent. But his captain just had to throw himself on a cold wall. “Ahaha, I see,” the captain scratched his cheek awkwardly. “But even if it’s just one-sided on our part, please, if you have the time, come join us. Everyone will be waiting for you.”
Waiting for him.
Jun Tesi stood there, watching the captain walk away, pulled along by Gu Mo. He was still full of confusion.
Even now, Jun Tesi still doesn’t fully understand the human race.
Even after studying and observing them for so long, he still found it difficult to predict what they were thinking.
To be honest, Jun Tesi had no particular fondness for humans. He only liked Tang Xiao. But Tang Xiao had chosen humans instead of him, even at the risk of his own life.
Jun Tesi couldn’t understand Tang Xiao’s choice, so he started observing humans again, trying to figure out why Tang Xiao had chosen them.
The apocalypse was like a mirror, laying bare all the suppressed aspects of human nature under the glaring sun.
Over the past two months, Jun Tesi had witnessed men abandoning their wives and children for a single meal, lovers stabbing each other in the back, elderly people looting and committing crimes in the chaos, and traitors voluntarily defecting to the mushroom’s side.
But he had also seen timid people stepping forward in times of crisis, those with a selfish reputation sharing their food supplies, and fragile, cowardly individuals signing up to be battlefield medics.
This only confused Jun Tesi even more. The human race was full of contradictions, beyond his comprehension.
Yet, Xiaoxiao refused to answer his questions. He only told him to watch and think for himself.
Jun Tesi didn’t understand, but he figured that immersing himself more deeply among them might help him find an answer. So, he finally agreed to the persistent invitations of the Orca Team’s captain and went out for a drink.
“What? You actually said yes?” The captain was stunned. After being rejected so many times, he had just asked out of habit, not expecting anything.
“Mm. Let’s go.”
Snapping back to his senses, the captain eagerly dragged Jun Tesi to their usual drinking spot—the only bar still open in Third Eye, a place meant for soldiers who had fought and bled to relax.
“Guys! Look who I brought with me!”
His loud voice immediately drew the attention of the soldiers inside. Then—
Their eyes widened in shock as they saw the man beside him.
“No way, Grover, you actually pulled it off?”
“Is that really him? It’s not fake, right?”
“Who the hell would dare impersonate him?”
Due to Jun Tesi’s obedience over the past two months, the restrictions on him had gradually loosened. By now, researchers no longer shadowed him constantly—though he still wore a limiter, and various trackers and listening devices were in place. It didn’t matter. Jun Tesi could block them out with his mycelium.
Because of his battlefield exploits, Jun Tesi had actually become quite popular among frontline soldiers. But he himself was oblivious to this.
He swept his gaze over the drunken crowd in the bar and objectively commented, “Alcohol impairs human clarity. If a crisis arises, you won’t be able to respond in time. Drinking during wartime isn’t a wise choice.”
“Haha…” Grover let out an awkward laugh, patting Jun Tesi’s shoulder. “Try to understand, man. Everyone’s under a lot of pressure.”
“Yeah, who knows if we’ll still be alive tomorrow? Might as well drink while we can.” A one-eyed soldier gave a wry smile. “But someone as strong as you probably wouldn’t get it.”
“If you’re so afraid of dying, why fight on the front lines?” Jun Tesi asked, puzzled.
He was genuinely curious. But to the others, his words sounded almost like a provocation. Grover hurriedly stepped in to smooth things over, lowering his voice as he explained to Jun Tesi, “This is our home. Even if we’re scared, we have to stand and fight.”
“Then why not become an Infected?”
Grover immediately clamped a hand over Jun Tesi’s mouth. “My dear young master, you really can’t say things like that here!”
Traitors had long since lost any sympathy after repeated betrayals. By now, telling a soldier to become an Infected was a surefire way to get yourself punched in the face.
Seeing the pure confusion in Jun Tesi’s eyes beneath his mask, Grover sighed in exasperation. He wasn’t sure if Jun Tesi was really clueless or just pretending. In a serious tone, he said, “Every person here takes pride in being human. We would rather die as humans than survive as Infected. So please, don’t say things like that here.”
After saying that, he was afraid Jun Tesi would drop another bombshell, so he quickly turned to address everyone else in the bar. “Ahem! Everyone, remember our bet?”
The atmosphere in the bar had cooled slightly due to Jun Tesi’s earlier remark, but these were all seasoned soldiers. They quickly laughed it off and raised their glasses.
Grover shoved a drink into Jun Tesi’s hand and solemnly said, “Thank you for saving us before. You’re my lifesaver—and the lifesaver of many people here. I’ll drink to that first.”
This was the bet Grover had made. Ever since Jun Tesi joined the Masked Unit, many soldiers had tried to thank him, only to be deterred by his cold demeanor. So Grover had claimed he could break the ice. If he managed to bring Jun Tesi to the bar, everyone would take the chance to express their gratitude.
With that, Grover downed his drink in one go. His bold move finally ignited the crowd’s enthusiasm, and one by one, they shouted toward Jun Tesi.
“Thanks, lifesaver!”
“Thank you for saving my ass back there!”
“You probably don’t remember me, but still—thanks! This drink’s on me!”
The heat of the bar and the scent of alcohol filled the air. Jun Tesi took a slow breath, momentarily stunned.
He had never stood so close to a crowd before.
Nor had he ever received so much goodwill from others.
This place was completely different from the cold, sterile laboratory—so unfamiliar, so strange.
Jun Tesi didn't know how to describe it, but at the very least, he didn’t dislike this feeling.
But humans were still too fragile.
Another month had passed, and Jun Tesi stood in front of the tavern, deep in thought.
The once lively tavern had been razed to the ground.
Crude wooden markers were stuck into the earth, serving as makeshift tombstones. Too many people had died—those without family or friends were hastily cremated and buried. The tavern no longer operated; the once bustling place had become a graveyard for soldiers.
He had told them—drinking during wartime was unwise.
The beast tide that should have ended in two months hadn’t stopped.
The higher-ups of the Alliance had mentally prepared for this possibility, but now that the moment had actually arrived, it still sent a chill down their spines.
Worse yet, more high-level mutant beasts had begun appearing, making the already difficult battlefield even more brutal. The Alliance struggled to hold the line, and to make matters worse, the Huigui Sect was sowing chaos from within. Many bases had been prepared to fight to the bitter end, only to have traitors open the gates from inside.
Finally, six months later, the Human Alliance’s Central District fell.
Before the central city’s gates were breached, Fu Yichen had already taken his mother and fled to the outskirts.
“Xiao Chen, Xiao Chen, put me down!” The woman, tied securely to the back of the motorcycle by Fu Yichen, struggled nonstop. “My legs are useless, I can’t run anymore! Just go on without me!”
“Shut up!” Fu Yichen gritted his teeth as he maneuvered the motorcycle through the fleeing crowd. The fierce wind dried the salty tears on his face. “Don’t say that!”
If she hadn’t said it, he might have held on better—but the moment she did, Fu Yichen couldn’t stop his tears from flowing.
This was supposed to be just a game.
No—it hadn’t been just a game for a long time.
The moment Fu Yichen logged in and saw his mother—who had long since died in reality—smiling at him in the game, he had stopped thinking of it as a game.
To him, this was reality.
He couldn’t abandon this world. That would mean abandoning his mother.
The city was falling, and the outskirts weren’t much better, but he had no other choice. Fu Yichen followed the flow of people, but just as he exited the city, he found himself faced with an overwhelming number of mutant beasts. A bear-like beast charged toward him, but before it could reach him, a burst of gunfire struck it down.
Fu Yichen whipped his head around to see the regional chat—long since silent—light up with a few messages.
[Che Shufeng]: Brother Chen, just keep driving forward.
[Fu Yichen]: Xiao Che, I thought you quit playing?
[Che Shufeng]: I log in sometimes to check things out. Holy shit, the main story is about to fail? No time to chat, I’ll cover you as best I can.
[Fu Yichen]: Don’t be stupid. Log out, now. Don’t stay in this game anymore.
[Che Shufeng]: Then why are you still here?
[Fu Yichen]: …
[Che Shufeng]: Enough talking, bro. Watch out ahead!
Fu Yichen snapped his head up from the chat, only to realize that new mutant beasts had already appeared in front of him. In the distance, Che Shufeng fired his gun to cover him, but his bullets only left faint white marks on the beast’s hide.
A black raven swooped down from the sky, its sharp beak piercing through Che Shufeng’s skull.
Before the motorcycle was flipped over, Fu Yichen instinctively reached for the ropes securing his mother, but before he could undo them, a powerful force yanked him back, sending him plummeting. His vision spun as he tumbled through the air—But instead of slamming into hard ground, he landed on something soft.
No… no…
When his vision finally cleared, the first thing he saw was the person who had cushioned his fall.
His mother had landed headfirst. A pool of blood spread from the back of her skull, seeping into the ground. Even in death, her arms were wrapped tightly around him.
Something in Fu Yichen’s mind snapped.
When Third Eye received news of the Alliance’s fall, silence filled the base. As the population within the base dwindled and the halls grew colder, they had all known this day would come. They just didn’t expect it so soon.
Order collapsed in an instant. Everyone knew—research, plans, none of it mattered anymore. Some chose to leave, some defected to the infected, and only a few remained.
Xiao Bai rushed through the base in a panic, searching for Tang Xiao. The Alliance’s Central District had fallen, but there were still survivors. The Alliance had activated its final contingency plan—selecting a handful of talented individuals to flee to the ocean. The mushroom’s threat was far weaker at sea than on land.
Tang Xiao and Xiao Bai’s names were naturally on the list. But as the departure time neared, Xiao Bai suddenly realized—Tang Xiao was missing.
Calls went unanswered. Messages were ignored. He wasn’t in the lab either. Panic rising, Xiao Bai scoured every possible location before making a sudden turn toward Feng Shuyun’s hospital room.
Six months of ceaseless toil had tested every leader’s limits. Feng Shuyun was old and could no longer endure it—he had collapsed two weeks ago and never recovered. There had been discussions about appointing a new leader, but now, it didn’t matter. Humanity was finished.
Feng Shuyun’s name wasn’t on the list. The ship had no proper medical facilities—if she went, she would only suffer a slow death. She refused to board and instead recommended younger scientist to take her place.
When Xiao Bai burst into the room, he found Feng Shuyun surprisingly lucid. The old woman wasn’t even startled. "If you’re looking for Tang Xiao," Feng Shuyun said calmly, "he just left."
"Where did he go?"
“I'm not sure. Judging by the direction, he might have gone to the old laboratory.”
Xiao Bai was momentarily stunned. He had no idea why Tang Xiao would go there. Instinctively, he wanted to chase after him, but seeing the hint of loneliness in Feng Shuyun's eyes, he paused. “Right now, I can still try to persuade them to add your name to the list.”
“What would I do there? I won’t survive long anyway—it’d just be a wasted spot,” Feng Shuyun said as he gazed out the window. No, wait, the windows had long been sealed off to prevent avian mutant beasts from flying in.
But even if she could see outside, there was only a desolate wasteland.
“I was just thinking... I’m truly sorry. I actually collapsed before the end. Even though that last experiment had pretty decent results.”
Xiao Bai didn’t respond. He understood Feng Shuyun’s frustration. Her frustration was the frustration of all researchers.
They had failed.
They hadn’t been able to turn the tide.
And it wasn’t just by a small margin—they were so far behind that the finish line was nowhere in sight.
It was ended.
But ultimately, time had simply been too short. If only there had been more time—just a little more time—perhaps things wouldn’t have ended this way.
Everyone thought that, carrying their regrets and unwillingness to accept reality.
Xiao Bai let out a bitter laugh. “I’m going. No matter what, I have to get Tang Xiao on that ship.”
Feng Shuyun said nothing. She closed her eyes as if she had fallen asleep. As Xiao Bai left the hospital room, he suddenly heard a long, drawn-out beep from inside. His steps faltered slightly, but without looking back, he continued heading toward the old laboratory.
Xiao Bai finally found Tang Xiao in the experimental area. Tang Xiao was sitting on the floor, half-leaning against the wall, his head buried in the documents in his hands. There wasn’t a trace of urgency on his face—only calm and concentration. His long eyelashes drooped quietly, as if the chaos of the outside world had nothing to do with him.
Seeing this, Xiao Bai felt a surge of anger. He strode over and grabbed Tang Xiao by the shoulders. “What are you doing?! Come with me right now!”
“Dr. Xiao,” Tang Xiao lifted his head from the documents and frowned slightly. “Why are you here?”
“Why am I here? I should be asking why you’re here!” For the first time, Xiao Bai's emotions were so openly displayed. His gaze was filled with fury. “If Lodge hadn’t told me that you gave him your spot, were you planning to just sit here quietly and wait to die?”
Fear gripped his heart. He knocked Lodge out and forcibly seated him. If Xiao Bai hadn’t noticed something was off and gone looking for Tang Xiao—if he hadn’t woken Lodge up—the ship would have left without him.
“No matter how guilty you feel, failing to succeed in time isn’t just your responsibility! Do you think you’re some genius who can single-handedly bear the future of humanity?! Don’t be so arrogant! Every single person on the project team feels guilt, but they know what they should be doing! And what you should be doing right now is getting on that ship!”
Tang Xiao gazed at Xiao Bai in silence for a moment before letting out a faint, bitter smile. He shook his head. “That’s not it.”
“Dr. Xiao, I wasn't waiting to die. Look around you.”
Xiao Bai hesitated for a moment. Only then did he take a proper look at his surroundings. When he lifted his head, he saw that the lab—where the experimental subjects had once been held—was now covered in a layer of crimson mycelium. And in the middle of it all, something strange pulsated. It looked like an egg—or perhaps a heart.
“What is this?” Xiao Bai was dumbfounded. The familiar coloration stirred a memory in his mind. “428?”
“Mhm. It's evolving,” Tang Xiao said calmly. “But it failed.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Bai saw it clearly—the heart-like structure trembled slightly before suddenly rupturing. All at once, the mycelium went berserk, thrashing wildly throughout the lab. The blood-red strands of mushroom gradually darkened.
“What the hell is happening?” Xiao Bai instinctively turned to look at Tang Xiao, only to freeze in place.
At some point, Tang Xiao had taken off his glasses. He stood there quietly, watching the experiment die. His delicate face was devoid of any expression—except for a single tear that slowly rolled down his cheek.
“Tang Xiao…” For some reason, Xiao Bai felt an inexplicable tightness in his chest. But more than that, he was confused. For the first time, he sensed a strange, unfamiliar connection between them—one that had always been there, but he had never noticed. Even someone as emotionally dense as Xiao Bai could sense the shift in their dynamic at this moment.
“What the hell is going on?”
“Dr. Xiao,” Tang Xiao said softly. “I'm sorry. Next time, we'll win.”
“What?”
Tang Xiao didn’t explain further. He simply stared at the game screen in front of him. On it, the world’s main storyline countdown had only a few days left before complete failure.
Before the [Main Storyline Failed] prompt could pop up, Tang Xiao took a slow breath and clicked Load Game.
They had come this far.
Live or die—there was only one gamble left to take.
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