Chapter 442: All Are Rebirth Individuals
Chapter 442: All Are Rebirth Individuals
Beyond the world.
Zuo Meng’s true form maintained the rift in reality. As time went on, the world’s resistance intensified, with faint signs of a primal will about to awaken. Yet for such cosmic entities, even this “brief” awakening spanned millennia – more than enough time for Zuo Meng to plunder his spoils and vanish.
Old tricks worked best.
The Dream Realm’s current glory stemmed entirely from others’ “voluntary donations”. With no powerful backers or family connections, self-reliance became necessity. Fortunately, the path now lay open – these instinct-driven world consciousnesses offered countless cracks for a creator to exploit.
“World resistance always manifests through chosen protagonists. Should expect some opposition soon.”
Zuo Meng’s vision pierced through dimensional layers into the world’s core.
The chaotic energy he’d introduced now fueled the world’s counterattack against him. Predictable outcome – steal from someone’s house, expect resistance.
“Now, who’ll play hero this time?”
His cosmic gaze swept across continents yet detected no anomalies.
The Origin World’s chosen remained hidden, shielded from preemptive detection.
Within the world.
Han Sen’s stomach churned after learning about Blood Buddha. Fighting unkillable foes violated his “safety first” survival code. He considered quitting, but the Special Operations Bureau agents looked ready to shoot deserters.
Ding!
Note: Blood Buddha bears great fortune. Failed attempts to kill him bring calamity. May host’s death-seeking journey proceed smoothly!
“Damn it!”
Han Sen nearly jumped.
His long-dormant system suddenly revived… to deliver this mockery.
“Any concerns, Taoist priest Han?”
Qi Fei studied the anomaly – this Awakened One hadn’t existed in his previous life.
“How will you handle Blood Buddha’s immortality?”
Han Sen chose directness.
The Bureau’s top fighter wouldn’t act without trump cards. If the plan sounded suicidal, he’d flee overseas immediately. Surely he wouldn’t bump into some random A-rank big shot right after escaping?
“Overwhelming force. Plus genetic toxin.”
Qi Fei showed no concern. He’d used this method successfully in his past life – failure now would mean he’d wasted his Rebirth.
“Genetic toxin?”
Han Sen noted the new term – must be the Bureau’s secret weapon.
“Exactly.”
With operations imminent, Qi Fei saw no harm in sharing. He needed to gauge this unpredictable variable.
Ding!
Note: Secret Bureau weapon. Genetic-level oddity killer. Blood Buddha’s bane. Transcendent-era tech Qi Fei brought through Rebirth. One drop annihilates cities.
Brought through Rebirth?!
Rebirth Individuals!
Han Sen barely held back his shock. He’d only heard of such protagonists in novels and movies, never expecting to meet one in the real world.
Having a Rebirth big shot as backup made this mission practically guaranteed.
Han Sen relaxed, but before he could speak, the system updated again:
‘Qi Fei doesn’t realize Blood Buddha is also a Rebirth individual. Having returned through the river of time, he’s already fixed the genetic poison’s flaws. Using it won’t kill him—it’ll enrage him, triggering mutation into a monstrous super oddity.’
Survival rate: 0.00001%
Damn it all!
Han Sen wanted to throw down his cards and quit.
Since when do villains get to Rebirth too?
No mercy for protagonists. If Blood Buddha weren’t an oddity obsessed only with corruption and spreading chaos, Han Sen might’ve switched sides already.
“Does the general have backup plans?”
Staring at those endless zeros in the success rate, Han Sen decided to speak up. Being marked by the Special Operations Bureau with Old Wang lurking in their ranks left no room for silence.
“Does the Taoist priest doubt my methods?”
Qi Fei’s eyes narrowed. This genetic serum was his future-tech treasure—a tiny vial costing years to develop. His past-life memories proved its effectiveness against Blood Buddha.
He’d summoned every famous Awakened One nationwide through compulsory invitations precisely to demonstrate the Special Operations Bureau’s might.
With regional stability at stake and manpower shortages, this muscle-flexing was necessary.
Seeing the three obedient B-rank strong individuals nearby, Qi Fei approved his own strategy.
“Caution serves best.”
Han Sen longed to escape but couldn’t—Big Cousin’s gaze pinned him in place.
“What’s the general’s current destructive capability?”
Even among A-rank big shots, power varied wildly. Four-digit thresholds meant each minor boost outweighed all prior growth. Han Sen needed clarity.
“Just over 3000.”
Qi Fei answered despite his confusion.
3000+!
Third-stage A-rank—no wonder Big Cousin acted so domineering. Han Sen would’ve been worse at that level. Yet 3000 capability meant nothing when the system still predicted 0.00001% survival. Blood Buddha had to be worse—a team-wiping calamity.
“Could Blood Buddha… match or surpass that?”
Han Sen almost mentioned Rebirth but changed tack mid-sentence.
“Impossible!”
Qi Fei scoffed.
He’d assessed Blood Buddha thoroughly. Another Special Operations Bureau general had slain him recently—current intel placed him below peak B-rank. Such weaklings died like flies under Qi Fei’s hand.
“Do you know something, Taoist priest?”
Qi Fei studied Han Sen suspiciously. The man clearly possessed hidden intel—the very reason for this conversation.
Had Blood Buddha truly mutated?