Warning: This chapter contains scenes of violence that may be disturbing to some readers. Reader discretion is advised.
“Who is he?”
The Repairer pushed up the rotating mosquito coil shaped glasses on his face.
The young man sitting in the camp chair, looked handsome, harmless and completely non-threatening.
The black-cloaked figure stroked the crimson crystal ball in his hand and said, “A trigger for explosives.”
With that, he snapped his fingers.
A blood-red flame rose from his fingertips and gently flicked into the crystal ball.
The flame burned brightly red, and the scene distorted.
—-
Survivor camp.
In the shadow of the ceiling, the blood-red giant eyeball suddenly split open, and a blood-red beam of light shot straight out from inside.
Shen Jie’s pupils contracted slightly.
This beam of light was full of a deadly aura, and in a causal manner, it locked onto his body, giving rise to a feeling that no matter where he hid, he would be hit one hundred percent.
[Host!!!]
The system exclaimed in horror.
In an instant, it recognized where this beam of light came from—just a moment ago, it was worried that Zong Lin, who would become an alien in the future, would discover its existence, but it forgot about the most dangerous alien in the current timeline, the one whose name couldn’t be uttered.
When did that monster set its sights on its host???
[Ding! Emergency protection activated!]
With the system’s voice, a faint fluorescence emanated from Shen Jie, forming a protective film that clashed with the blood-red beam of light!
—-
“Hmm?”
The man in black made a light nasal sound.
The Repairer wiped his glasses and leaned in to take a closer look. “It looks like armor from the ‘Soul’ category .”
The man in black replied, “Too bad. This kind of protection is useless to me.”
He enveloped the crystal ball with his five fingers, extending lines of blood from the seams of his flesh, like curled vines, into the crystal ball.
—-
The crimson beam of light collided with the emergency protective shield raised by the system.
There was no splattering of blood, nor the horrifying scene of skulls being pierced.
The eyeball vanished, and the light disappeared.
The quiet corner returned to shadow and darkness.
[Did… did we prevent it?] The system’s voice trembled.
Although it deployed the protection just milliseconds before the light struck, it wasn’t sure either, after all, the attacks of the “Fate” category were too unpredictable.
Shen Jie remained silent.
He lowered his head, raising his hand to cover his left eye.
The light pierced through the shield, entering his eye.
Something clawed and writhed within the light, extending towards the “trajectory” of his fate, attempting to mold the various possibilities of his future into a predetermined path.
Something was attempting to lock onto his destiny.
—-
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The figure in the black robe skillfully manipulated the blood-like tentacles, infiltrating into the web of fate of the human in the crystal ball.
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Instead of now, where they had hastily exposed their identities and only taken the lives of hundreds of humans before being disrupted, causing no significant harm to the vast city.
He manipulated the threads to trace the intrusion, with each passing second. He discovered that the fate trajectory of Zong Lin’s companion was unexpectedly lengthy.
— From the moment a living being was born, its fate was destined to lead to death. And what he must do now was simply to fold and mold the web of this human’s destiny, directing it directly to the end in the shortest time possible.
The tentacles continued to climb upward, with no end in sight.
…Why is it so long?
Just as he began to wonder, the tentacles seemed to break through some barrier, suddenly entering into a dark and bewildering place.
Rather than saying he entered, it would be more accurate to say he was forcibly sucked in.
He suddenly felt lost, unable to discern his whereabouts.
As the sense of danger heightened, he quickly tried to retract the tentacles. However, looking back, the path he had come from had also become a void of darkness.
Something immense and terrifying lurked within this dense and profound darkness.
An unparalleled chaos filled the space.
He looked up.
What is this?
The castle of the Repairer suddenly erupted with a loud bang.
The figure in the black robe exploded.
The Snail Repairer stared blankly, tilting his head back to watch the fireworks, slowly uttering a word, “Huh?”
The scattered flesh rained down like crimson showers, drenching the Snail Repairer’s head. A smooth mask fell to the ground, and two eyeballs rolled next to it.
“…Sir?”
The Repairer wiped his glasses.
The fragmented flesh on the ground writhed and struggled, slowly gathering together like pieces of a puzzle. However, due to the severity of the injuries, after two minutes, it could only manage to form a face around the eyeballs, amidst the pile of flesh.
It was a pale and handsome face, with a gloomy and sinister aura around the corners of the eyes and brows.
“What… happened to you?” The Repairer crouched down, extending his antennae forward to inquire.
The figure in the black robe remained silent for a long time, suppressing the indescribable fear back into his heart before speaking, “It’s… ability backlash.”
Just a backlash.
The opponent hadn’t even directly targeted his main body across space, but the backlash from the ability itself had already blasted him into pieces for daring to intrude.
The black-robed man suddenly remembered the clairvoyant ant that tried to spy on the “King” seven years ago, and was killed without a trace.
A sense of dread enveloped him.
For how many years?
Since becoming an alien, he had never felt such a close brush with death, such fear and threat.
“Backlash?” The Snail Repairer was puzzled. “Your target… wasn’t… just an ordinary person… Why would you be… backlashed?”
Thinking of the destiny’s long thread extending into the darkness, a possibility silently taking shape, the figure spoke hoarsely, “He is indeed an ordinary person now. But in the future, he will be chosen by the King as the vessel.”
“What…!” The Snail Repairer’s antennae trembled. “He is the one chosen by the King… a human! What an honor!”
After the astonishment, the Repairer joyfully spun in place.
“We… must… go… to… meet him!”
“Why should we go?” The figure countered. “He’s just a regular human for now. The time has not yet come, the King still slumbers in the void darkness.”
The Repairer replied, “Nevertheless… he’s our esteemed young master. We must protect and care for him diligently. He… deserves the best… nurturing!”
When the Judgement Society selected potential candidates for cultivation, it categorized them into two types. The first type was individuals who had already undergone a transformation and acquired specific abilities or traits related to the mist; the second type was humans who had not yet fully transformed but show potential to become vessels for high-level mist entities.
For the former, members of the Judgement Society promoted their ranks through “feeding” and “devouring.”
For the latter, however, it involved induction and catalysis.
Induction prepared the prospective vessels for new life, followed by physical catalysis to initiate the process.
The “Egg of Metamorphosis” of the Queen Ant was quite an excellent catalyst, significantly increasing the “aptitude” of humans chosen by the mist. In addition to this, there were other even rarer and more uncommon catalysts.
Some even required the sacrifice of the mist’s host to coalesce.
Of course, for the human vessel chosen by the king, he deserved the very best.
“…Indeed, we must snatch him back.”
The man in the black robe said.
“We can’t let him continue to stay by Zong Lin’s side.”
Thinking about the relationship between this human and Zong Lin in the report provided by Lin Ze, the man in the black robe wanted to tear up the report.
[Formed partners for seven years, very loving, harmonious life.]
Originally, the closer his relationship with Zong Lin, the greater the utility of this human as a catalyst.
But as a human vessel soon to be chosen by the “King”—
Ridiculous! Absurd!
As a vessel, one had to be pure in body and mind, free from attachments. Only then, when the time came, could one fully accept the fusion with the “King,” command the creatures, and wield power over the world, bringing destruction and judgment upon it.
Softness, attachments, and love were the last things needed for the vessel of the “King.”
How could one possibly be involved with a ability user, even forming a partnership? Moreover, it seemed that the two were in an unequal relationship…
Even if this ability user were to become a “Knight” in the future, it would not be acceptable!
The black-robed figure struggled to get up from the ground.
Covered in flesh and blood, he struggled to piece himself together, but the puzzle gaps were not fully aligned, resulting in a vague humanoid form formed from blood and flesh.
Wrapped in a black robe, the silver mask returned to his face.
“The plan needs to change,” he said. “Now, we must figure out how to bring back the ‘Highness’ to the Judgment Society at all costs.”
—-
Plain No. 2.
The young boy was swiftly flying, flapping his wings with each motion being a space shuttle.
Because he was chewing gum, his cheeks were puffed, and his forehead was sweaty.
The feeling of being locked in by the “Fate” ability was uncomfortable. He could keenly sense that the enemies tracking from behind were getting closer.
So this time, after flapping his wings, he radiated a large amount of colorful phosphor, forming a colorful phosphor cluster in the air.
“The target is still moving, current coordinates 731,059,241.”
Zhu Wu You’s voice continued to report in everyone’s ears.
“Received!”
The red-haired female team member responded, activating her abilities to open the door of space.
However, just as they came out of the door, a group of ability users fell into the colorful phosphor.
The researcher pushing the bandaged person in the wheelchair quickly said, “The alien’s ability has been confirmed, it’s ‘Space’ Rank Three, the ‘Void Poison Butterfly’. The phosphor has strong hallucinogenic poison characteristics and can disrupt the stability of the surrounding space. If we forcibly open the teleportation gate, there will be a deviation in the position.”
The cold voice of Shi Chen came, “Permission granted to unlock Q abilities. Within ten seconds, clear the phosphor.”
The researcher nodded, opened a protruding button device at the back of the bandaged person’s neck, and then took out the long mechanical earplugs from the person’s ears.
He lowered his head and said in a very soft and gentle voice, “Xiao Qing, this time the target is the abnormal infection phosphor in the air. Can you sense it?”
The bound person’s body trembled, then very slowly and stiffly nodded.
The next second, countless green flames appeared, enveloping and devouring each phosphor.
Almost in an instant, the surrounding air returned to normal.
“All clear.”
The researcher reinserted the earplugs into Xiao Qing’s ears, and Xiao Qing’s body stopped trembling.
The red-haired female team member opened the space gate again.
“Let’s go!”
—-
“Tong Tong.”
The voice of the black-robed figure suddenly appeared in the ears of the little boy who was desperately fleeing.
The boy was overjoyed. “Sir? Are you here to save me?”
The black-robed figure was sitting amidst a pile of scrap metal.
The Repairer’s antennae emitted light as he treated the injuries, saying, “This is an emergency repair, so it will cost extra.”
The black-robed figure nodded and continued the remote conversation transmission.
Originally, he had sent Lin Tong to retrieve Lin Ze’s core. Although it was meant as a decoy to attract attention, there was also an intention to “cultivate” Lin Tong. Lin Tong was about to advance to Rank Two, and as long as he fully assimilated Lin Ze’s core, the possibility of evolution would undoubtedly increase.
And as long as he could quickly deal with Zong Lin’s partner, he could disrupt Zhu Wu You’s predictions and allow Lin Tong to escape smoothly.
It was a case of killing two birds with one stone.
But plans couldn’t keep up with changes, and now an accident had occurred.
He was seriously injured and couldn’t provide support anymore.
“Throw the core somewhere else, and you go in the opposite direction,” the black-robed figure said. “You can escape.”
However, this time, the obedient child disobeyed his instructions.
“No! I don’t want to throw it away,” the little boy said, puffing his cheeks. “The candy is delicious, I’ve never had such delicious candy before.”
“I don’t want to throw it away.”
With that, he flapped his little wings forcefully and continued to fly away into the distance.
—-
Survivor camp.
[Host? Host? How are you feeling?] The system called out with some concern.
Since encountering the blood-red beam just now, Shen Jie hadn’t said a word.
Shen Jie: “It’s nothing. Just feeling a bit… headache.”
It was like the kind of headache you got when you finally fell asleep, only to be awakened by the buzzing of mosquitoes, and then you had to go back to sleep.
[As long as you’re okay. As long as you’re okay.] The system breathed a long sigh of relief.
At this moment, two inspectors from the City Defense Bureau quickly walked over.
The leader was Gu Nian’an, whom Shen Jie had seen before.
When he saw him, Gu Nian’an raised his eyebrows in surprise.
The other inspector spoke, “Hello. The instruments detected an unknown anomaly here just now. Could you please cooperate with the inspection?”
Translator: generate a cute version on Copilot
I couldn’t help snort at the explosion 😂
I bet they (the alien) never thought that there ‘king’ just want to be lazy 😂
Oho, one step closer to the truth are we now, poor aliens. At least they figured out mc is a vip in their world instead of a tool to be used for aggravating the ml. Tbf, if they get mc on their side, it might become a 1-for-1 deal tho highly unlikely. Hehe
Thanks for the chapter~~~
Thanks for the translation! I do agree with the previous comment,I don’t think he would even be able to imagine it
The second comment*
lmao is an extremely terrifying alien, whose name they are afraid to even mention, just a mosquito in the eyes of the MC
This guy doesn’t know how to take a hint, does he? Just leave the guy alone and maybe you won’t get blown up again.
Swatting mosquitoes… Thanks for the update 🤣❤️
How are we supposed to tell them that the King is already here!?! (All Hail the King) omg. I am feeling bad for the aliens because of what might be awaiting them.
Thanks for the chapter
Thank you for the chapter! ❤
Man reading this chapter after completing the whole messy “Who are you?” “Why do you look like me?” “fvck my mother someone, delete that comment I never said that” and then going back to this is just ridiculously funny, but the whole apocalypse kinda seems rushed ngl like everything is just being rushed out xD