Free Web NovelGu Qianqian had always been a sound sleeper; under normal circumstances, she would ensure at least nine hours of sleep every night, and if she had time during the day, she would add another hour. This was highly consistent with her doppelganger, Gu Xiliu.
However, she slept very restlessly tonight.
No, perhaps it should be said that she was injured, cried a lot, and then fainted from exhaustion.
Her small body was curled up on a pile of dry grass, occasionally twitching slightly, her eyelids trembling incessantly, and large beads of sweat gathered on her pale face.
In a trance, she felt as if she was ill, very seriously ill. Her body felt light, as if a gust of wind could blow her away, yet her head was heavy, as if burdened by a leaden yoke.
Half-asleep, her consciousness drifted. Scenes from a few hours ago uncontrollably surfaced before her eyes, ceaselessly, like a malevolent spirit, refusing to rest until it had gnawed her soul clean.
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As usual, before raiding the Miracle Order camp, the system had made detailed and thorough plans.
The attack was orderly; the cavalry formed by the villagers was divided into nine groups, each attacking from a different direction with a fifteen-second interval, ensuring the intensity and continuity of the charge.
The objective was clear: only to seize goods, not to kill. Once they breached the camp, they were to take as many useful items as possible at the fastest speed, leaving nothing behind.
It even considered time and weather factors, specifically choosing the period from sunset until complete darkness. Scientific evidence suggests this is one of the laziest periods for most people.
The reason it didn't choose late night was that if the camp had people resting and on watch in shifts, they would become more vigilant late at night, and many Spirit Marks or urban legend would gain a certain degree of enhancement late at night.
Gu Qianqian, as usual, diligently followed the system's instructions and successfully completed the mission.
This mission was actually not difficult.
Although this raided camp was considerably larger than previous ones, its defenses were surprisingly weak. There weren't even any strange people shouting "Long live the miracle!" and performing a series of almost impossible actions.
Moreover, the process of subduing the guards and rushing into the camp to find valuable and useful items was very smooth. In less than five minutes, Gu Qianqian had stuffed a considerable amount of Alchemy materials, dozens of barrels of clean water, and some dry food into the Bamboo Scroll Illusion.
It was very easy.
It was like a buffet after paying, just take whatever you want!
And then...
She found a treasure chest in the most inconspicuous camp.
It was a golden box, engraved with numerous complex and ornate patterns, inlaid with four different colored gems. Just from the box's luxurious appearance, one could guess that the contents were definitely not ordinary, not to mention the faint Spiritual Energy fluctuations emanating from it.
That box definitely contained treasure!
Gu Qianqian was not Lu Yibei. Upon seeing such a treasure chest, she wouldn't suspect it was some sinister Mimic-like item. She wouldn't blast it with an Alchemy Dirty Bomb before approaching, or simply send the Paper Cicada Immortal to open it.
She immediately rushed forward, hugged it, and took a bite.
It was pure gold, leaving a row of teeth marks.
However, when she eagerly opened the treasure chest at the system's urging, she saw four strange items: a shriveled Eyeball, a segment of toe bone, a scarred heart, and a piece of organ that had weathered and turned black, making it impossible to identify.
They were all useless things, all "scraps," and they looked like cured meat. Why would anyone pack them in a box like treasure? Gu Qianqian's first reaction was disdain.
Immediately after, before her seemingly foolish but actually intelligent mind could form a second reaction, a blur appeared before her eyes, and strange sounds echoed in her ears.
She seemed to hear someone singing.
The singing was not clear, hummed in some ancient language, vague and distant, full of sorrow and lament. It was somewhat like the pastoral songs she had heard shepherds hum intermittently to the sound of camel bells in the Gobi Desert during this period, but unlike those pastoral songs, it didn't bring peace. Instead, she felt a chill.
It was a chilling 肅殺 cold, like a battlefield after a great war.
Along with the singing, she seemed to hallucinate, seeing terrifying scenes.
The sky was covered with dark clouds, and lightning struck down through the gaps in the clouds, igniting the withered grass on the desolate plains. All things perished in thunder and fire, and all that could be seen were ruins and corpses.
It was a Disaster, the ultimate Disaster.
Like a colossal full stop, heavily imprinted upon the world.
It seemed the apocalypse was imminent, everything was to be destroyed, and demise, like a specter, relentlessly pursued all beings, hiding in their shadows, pressing ever closer, sucking out their marrow.
The earth was shrouded in an atmosphere of death and decadent despair.
Is that what the system meant by the world's destruction? Gu Qianqian thought.
She used to know that the world's destruction was a very terrible thing, so she had to do her best to help the system prevent it, but she had no intuitive feeling.
But this time, she finally had a sense of personal experience.
Immediately after, as the singing abruptly stopped, she saw a person.
A person dressed in a white, monk-like robe, enveloped in a sacred golden light.
That person walked from the edge of the horizon, passing over barren mountains, scorched plains, blood-stained lakes and rivers, forests hung with corpses... Wherever he passed, mountains turned to gold, plains burst with vitality, lakes became fine wine, and the corpses hanging from the forest branches transformed into abundant fruits.
Hell miraculously transformed into a paradise!
And then...
That person came before her.
She subconsciously reached out, like the most devout believer, wanting to touch the person's toes. Just then, the system's roar echoed in her ears.
"Bastard! Stay away from Gu Qianqian!"
The ground trembled, emitting a thunderous roar. More and more cracks appeared in the ground, forming bottomless abysses, and then a black shadow leaped out from one of the abysses.
The black shadow seemed to be a fish.
A ferocious and ugly anglerfish, its overly large fins like wings, suddenly spread out, blotting out the sky.
The anglerfish circled halfway in mid-air, opened its gaping maw, swallowed the person whole, and then descended, falling into the abyss.
Accompanied by a muffled roar.
Gu Qianqian received a mission.
【Mission Description: Gu Qianqian, run!
Mission: Run, run desperately, as far as possible, no looking back!】
When Gu Qianqian opened her eyes again and saw what was before her, she experienced a momentary trance.
The more than twenty villagers who had followed her into the camp lay twisted on a scorched patch of ground, lifeless, their bodies showing varying degrees and forms of mutation.
Some had grown sheep's wool, some had weapons embedded in their bodies, some had their mouths and noses stuffed with straw, some had swollen bodies with wine-scented liquid seeping from beneath their skin...
The opened treasure chest emitted a dazzling and alluring light. frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓
Under the shroud of that light, the mutation of the villagers' corpses continued to worsen.
Gu Qianqian froze for a few seconds, then her hands suddenly lost sensation.
She looked down at her hands, her pupils contracting.
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She clearly saw her fair palms gradually becoming rough, and plant-like patterns slowly appearing.
"System, system, what's going on?"
Gu Qianqian, as usual, subconsciously asked.
In her mind, if something went wrong, asking the system was always the right thing to do; it knew everything.
However, she did not receive a response as usual.
Not even the familiar "bad signal" disconnected prompt sounded.
Immediately after, she remembered the mission she had just received, gritted her silver teeth, and ran wildly, crying as she ran.
She didn't look back.
Run, according to the mission, run as far as possible...
But system, how far do I have to run to complete the mission?
Gu Qianqian clearly felt that the system was still by her side, but repeated calls received no response.
It felt like it had run out of energy and entered a dormant state.
But.
When will it fully charge and wake up again?
Will it wake up?
Thinking this, Gu Qianqian finally collapsed from exhaustion onto the dry sand.
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It was already two in the morning when Lu Yibei arrived at the Night Watch outpost near Kulun Ridge, after spending over an hour driving a large truck across a vast desert and sending it to another world.
As soon as she entered, the entire outpost was filled with a tense atmosphere.
The roads on the Gobi Desert looked flat and boundless, but in reality, they were not as easy to traverse as imagined. Coupled with Lu Yibei's reckless driving, by the time they reached their destination, the large truck was almost completely out of control, like a rampaging steel beast.
So, although she entered the Kulun Ridge outpost through the main gate, she drove the truck straight into it, only stopping after crashing through the wall of the cave dwelling directly opposite the main gate, creating a large hole.
With a "boom," yellow dust filled the air!
Immediately after, a dozen Psychic, who had been transferred from various places to support Yumen Pass and were stationed at the Kulun Ridge outpost, surged out, surrounding her. The Spells and Spiritual Energy items in their hands were ready to be unleashed.
Lu Yibei crawled out of the twisted and deformed large truck, scanned the scene, and was instantly stunned.
Among the figures in the swirling dust, none had a Spiritual Energy fluctuation level below B Level; the vast majority were around A- Level.
After all, if they were too weak, they would be useless at Yumen Pass and only cause trouble.
She had never seen such a display. Her legs immediately went weak, and she thought she had failed before even starting, that her scheme under the "Lu Qingyi" alias had been exposed before she could even begin, and she was about to be arrested.
But soon, she realized that the actions of the Night Watch agents were entirely normal.
It wasn't their fault for being overly sensitive.
Although they had all experienced significant events in their respective cities, they had not, after all, experienced a large truck.
Moreover, [N O V E L I G H T] during this time, the "Disaster" had been leading the desert pig bandits, raiding and attacking several Night Watch camps. It was hard to guarantee that no one would imitate the "Disaster" and form a large truck bandit gang, right?
They didn't swarm her and subdue her on the spot, probably because she came alone and didn't pose an immediate threat.
The Night Watch agents were also stunned.
After all, a beautiful young woman in ancient attire crawling out of a dilapidated truck that had been rampaging like a rogue bandit was quite an unusual sight.
In the suffocating silence, Lu Yibei adjusted her emotions slightly, straightened her back, and silently pulled out her bao sang cang xiao badge, holding it in front of her. As she climbed down from the twisted and deformed large truck, she shouted loudly, "Everyone calm down, it's a misunderstanding, all a misunderstanding, we're on the same side, same side!"
"I'm from Da Chunyang Palace, my name is Lu Qingyi. Oh, right, I also brought you a gift." freēwēbnovel.com
As she spoke, she rummaged through the truck's cargo bed and found a mass of minced meat.
It was the sheep she had accidentally sent to another world on the way here.
She didn't know which shepherd it belonged to; it was wandering around the Gobi Desert in the middle of the night, probably having strayed from its flock.
Then, she was subdued by several Psychic with dark expressions.
They should have subdued her even more precisely because she was one of their own.
The fact that they didn't beat her on the spot was probably because they weren't very familiar with her yet.
Who crashes a large truck into their own people?
You're not a traitor, are you?!
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When Lu Yibei arrived at the Kulun Ridge outpost, Nanling Yaohua was not there.
No one at the outpost told her where Nanling Yaohua had gone when she asked the Psychic.
Although she had shown her identity, and the bao sang cang xiao badge in her hand was genuine, everyone still left her in an unused cave dwelling, temporarily keeping an eye on her.
Firstly, her entrance was too shocking, and everyone couldn't quite accept their new colleague yet.
Secondly, verifying her identity also required some time.
Half an hour later.
After Lu Yibei's identity was verified, and the Night Watch agent guarding her went back to sleep, Nanling Yaohua finally appeared before her.
Accompanied by the crisp sound of bells clinking on her ankles, she floated in, clad in white, with a small sheepskin cloak draped over her shoulders, stained with blood. In one hand, she held a long sword, and in the other, she carried the sheep that had gone to another world.
Lu Yibei stared blankly at the familiar yet unfamiliar face, lost in thought.
After some time apart, that face had lost some of its innocence and unruliness, gaining a touch of weariness and resilience, which made one feel a pang of sympathy.
And this change made her feel as if, despite not having seen each other for long, it was like something from a past life.
Her mood suddenly became complex.
"You're the new agent?"
As she spoke, Nanling Yaohua smiled at Lu Yibei, but she was too tired; her upturned lips drooped before fully forming a smile.
"Ah, yes, yes, yes, Lu Qingyi, nice to meet you." Lu Yibei replied, snapping out of her daze.
"Lu..." Nanling Yaohua paused, sized up Lu Yibei, then with a "thud," threw the mass of minced meat in front of her. "Hmm, alright, I'll remember that. Also, Miss Lu, please remember to compensate Uncle Ma for his sheep later, okay?"
"It's not easy for people to raise sheep, you know."
Lu Yibei glanced at the minced meat at her feet, her eye twitching.
No, it's already absurd enough to identify whose stray sheep it is, but now this thing is so mangled it looks like an ancient god, how did she recognize it?
