Start with a red name

For Geng Xuan, the only slightly difficult step was infiltrating "Huangwei Island".

Moreover, even this so-called difficulty is because he wants to be absolutely sure.

When he successfully infiltrated Huangwei Island and appeared on the island as a square-faced man, it was like a drop of water entering the sea.

He began to roam freely throughout the island.

Of course, there are rules on the island too.

Because Huangweidao Island is too small and there are too many people.

According to the rules, everyone, from individuals to groups, has a designated activity area.

In other areas, without a specific summons, unauthorized movement is prohibited.

But for Geng Xuan, this ban was no challenge at all.

For him, the ban was not an obstacle, but rather provided him with additional convenience.

Confining each person and each team to a fixed area as much as possible simplifies management and facilitates law enforcement.

However, the flow of information between different regions is inevitably hindered and it is difficult for information to flow naturally.

Even in areas that are very close by, it is difficult for the other side to know immediately if something happens.

It must go through a more complicated process before it can flow to "the next door".

However, many ordinary pieces of information no longer need to "flow" in the face of this cumbersome process.

This also brings up another situation.

Apart from the decision-making center located at the very center of the island, the other teams, even though they have been here for quite some time, are still strangers and distant to each other.

The sole purpose of everyone gathering here is to board the ship and take them away.

We boarded different ships and went to different places.

that is it.

After learning about these circumstances, Geng Xuan became increasingly reckless in his actions throughout the island.

He would adopt a completely different demeanor whenever he entered a new area.

In the bathroom, the first square-faced man he replaced was just his first identity integrated into "Huangwei Island".

In the following two or three hours, he changed his identity nine more times.

At first, each time he switched identities, he would take some time to ask the other person some questions.

Later, as he traveled around and saw more of the island, he became more and more familiar with the situation and even skipped this step.

If someone were to discover him and completely recreate his rules of conduct on the island, they would be quite confused.

Because apart from changing his identity every time he had the chance and burying the person he replaced deep underground, he did nothing else out of line. He just wandered around and looked around.

Only Geng Xuan himself knew that he, who seemed harmless and wandered around at will, was actually like a plague walking around.

As he moved about, he silently spread a peculiar plague throughout the island.

This "plague" is naturally a curse and calamity.

Unlike the previous attack on Wuyou Palace City, which was targeted with Xiao Jingwen as the breakthrough point.

This time, Geng Xuan did not seek out one or more "core" individuals as his targets.

Instead, a larger number of them, scattered throughout the island, are those with cultivation levels in the early and middle stages of Marrow Refinement, along with a small number of experienced Bone Refinement cultivators, who serve as "bearers" of the Black Fortune Tribulation.

Those with higher cultivation levels were consciously excluded by him.

To be on the safe side, Geng Xuan even consciously avoided the very center of the island, the decision-making hub and the area with the highest concentration of highly skilled cultivators.

Once he stopped spreading the Black Fortune and Calamity, the entire island, except for this area and the outermost area where the guard posts were located, was not contaminated by this special "plague" of Black Fortune and Calamity.

In other areas, the effects of the dark calamity have already begun to take effect silently and continue to spread.

Each of the "victims" he chose did not receive too much bad luck, at least not nearly as much as Xiao Jingwen.

However, the amount given was much more than what was given to the cavalry teams that rushed to "Yanlai Peak" not long ago.

Depending on the specific target's cultivation level and position, the amount of Black Luck Tribulation can range from as low as five or six points to as high as eight or nine points.

The impact of this is quite considerable.

The essence of bad luck and misfortune is to detonate the negative energy accumulated in social relationships.

Based on Geng Xuan's own experience, the outbreak of bad luck and calamity is also limited by objective reality.

If one is alone in the wilderness, or in a "social relationship" that is completely under one's control, the final outbreak of misfortune will still be delayed for some time.

However, the situation on Huangweidao Island is slightly different.

This is a military camp.

They assembled an army of tens of thousands.

The negative energy accumulated within this group is already enormous.

Between superiors and subordinates.

Among colleagues.

Between different teams.

A struggle for interests.

A battle of loyalty.

A dispute stemming from personal grudges.

The impending competition for military merit...

It's unknown how much "negative energy" has accumulated within this group.

Now, according to the original plan, it is the eve of their official departure south.

Beneath the calm surface, undercurrents were already surging.

Now, the four hundred points of dark luck that Geng Xuan has distributed are like throwing a burning match into a powder keg.

In the areas Geng Xuan passed through, one after another, seemingly small but not insignificant events erupted, centered around the individuals who had "suffered" the consequences.

Within the military, the outburst of "negative energy" is swift and direct.

……

In the training ground, a man with mid-stage Marrow Refinement cultivation, unaware that he was being plagued by bad luck, was leading his hundred men in a combat drill.

Just then, a group of more than a hundred people suddenly appeared in the distance, marching menacingly toward them.

Upon seeing this, the man frowned.

Although there are no explicit rules, based on past tacit understandings, they are now conducting combat drills at this venue.

Those small teams of three to five people are fine, but a large force of similar size should find another place to hold the attack.

When everyone is forced together, it hinders everyone else.

But when he saw the leader's face clearly, his brows furrowed even more.

At the same time, a hint of anger appeared on his face.

He immediately strode forward and blocked the other party's more than one hundred people before they stepped onto the field.

His gaze, sharp as a sword, fixed on the team leader, and he said angrily:

"Are you fucking looking for trouble?"

The other party also had a menacing look on their face.

At this moment, faced with his angry questioning, he instead burst into loud laughter:
"Haha, I'm here to cause trouble, what the hell can you do about it?"

Before the man could even respond, he waved his hand and roared:
"Brothers, today is the day for revenge!"

As he spoke, he strode towards the man.

The hundred or so people following behind him also rushed forward with a roar.

Upon seeing this, the man felt as if the crowd in front of him was a giant wave crashing down on him.

He dared not stand there alone and retreated hastily.

Meanwhile, the hundred-man team that had been practicing combat there had already quietly gathered together and slowly moved towards him.

Soon, he merged with the hundred-man squad behind him.

He was initially a little flustered, but his mind immediately settled down, as if he had suddenly found a solid support.

He roared, "Brothers, kill these sons of bitches!"

As he spoke, he charged towards the man who had come looking for trouble.

He knew that such a choice was unwise.

They will inevitably be severely reprimanded afterward.

It could even affect upcoming transfer arrangements that affect everyone involved.

But he knew even more that at this moment, he had no other choice but to fight back.

In the instant before the two sides clashed, seeing the raging anger in the other's eyes, he even had a sudden realization.

"He probably already knows that I secretly replaced him with the lucrative post in the south."

"This beast is here with the intention of perishing together with me."

Regardless of the reason, this "beast" will certainly be severely punished after today's brawl.

But the lucrative job that was already firmly in his pocket will surely be out of his reach.

The other party was willing to suffer a thousand losses themselves in order to inflict eight hundred damages on the enemy, coming with the thought that "if I can't have it, then nobody can have it either."

"Beast!!!"

The man, having come to this realization, was filled with utter rage.

……

In a canteen.

Another man, also plagued by bad luck and possessing early-stage Marrow Refinement cultivation, was having dinner with a group of more than twenty people.

While eating—

Bang!
With a loud bang, the still somewhat dazed man saw a stream of liquid gushing down his head. Vegetable leaves, minced meat, and shards of broken pottery either slid off his head to the ground or stuck to his face, shoulders, and hair.

This sudden and completely unexpected turn of events left the person involved momentarily stunned.

Everyone else still eating in the cafeteria turned their attention to this place.

The person in question was stunned for a moment before turning their head to look.

Before he could even see who was slamming the rice bowl down on his head, he saw a fist the size of a clay pot right in front of him.

"Bang!!"

Before he could react, the fist, as big as a clay pot, had already made intimate contact with his right eye.

His body was sent flying instantly, crashing into a large area of ​​tables, chairs, and benches.

Only then did the others gasp in surprise.

Soon, first two people, then a group of people, started fighting in the cafeteria.

……

Similarly, group fights were rampant throughout Huangwei Island.

The training ground.

canteen.

Take a shower.

Campsite.

With the implementation of shift work, this even spread to the outer duty post areas.

When the first such incident was stopped in time by the law enforcement team stationed in the central area, which is directly under the highest leadership.

More than a dozen people from both sides of the fight have been seriously injured, and the others are all wounded, their clothes are tattered, and they are all in a sorry state.

When this message was reported through the layers of bureaucracy and finally reached the central command,

Inside the spacious tent, only one man, who was slightly short and stout and had an unremarkable appearance, was eating alone.

He listened calmly to his subordinate's report without showing the slightest change in expression.

Picking up food.

eat.

Just keep doing what you're supposed to do.

It seemed as if they were completely unaffected by this change.

Only after his subordinate finished reporting the situation did he casually remark during another moment while picking up food:

"Handle it however you see fit... Hmm, ask about the cause of the conflict, and if there are any deeper issues, dig them out carefully."

With the southward march imminent, morale is high, and we cannot afford to be complacent.

"Yes."

The person who reported the message respectfully responded and then took his leave, backing out of the tent.

But before he could leave the tent, another person hurriedly entered.

A second brawl involving more than 100 people was also reported.

The man who was eating stopped abruptly when he reached out to pick up some food.

He continued eating only after the other person finished speaking.

They gave the same explanation.

Then, we continued eating.

However, this time, his eating movements were noticeably slower, and he seemed somewhat absent-minded, as if he were thinking about something.

When three more people entered the tent one after another and reported three more large-scale brawls that had occurred in different areas, he finally lost even his composure.

"Snapped!"

After a brief pause, he suddenly flipped his hand, which was holding the rice bowl, and slammed it on the table.

A large hole was torn into the tabletop, and a wooden board the size of a bowl, dragging a bowl of millet rice, fell to the ground.

Those who reported the news all lowered their heads, not daring to breathe loudly.

"A bunch of bastards!"

The man cursed angrily, still not satisfied.

With a single kick, he sent the table in front of him, which already had a hole punched in it, flying.

Just then, another person hurriedly entered the tent.

He looked up sharply and said fiercely, "Who's causing trouble again?"

The man quickly replied:
"An urgent messenger has arrived from Chizhu Plain, wishing to pay his respects to the military commander."

Hearing this, the man, who had been visibly angry, instantly composed himself and asked, "Where is he?"

"They are waiting outside to be summoned."

After a pause, the person who had spoken paused before explaining in a low voice:

“He set off from Chizhu Plain this morning, without a moment’s delay, and without eating or drinking anything along the way.”

The man referred to as "Military Commander" tensed up; he knew this must be something extremely urgent.

Otherwise, the urgency would be far greater than this.

"Let him in."

Soon, a travel-worn man entered the tent.

He first glanced at the man in the tent, then at the person who had led him into the tent, and at the others, before bowing respectfully as the "military commander":

"I have met General Liu. I have a top-secret password directly from the military commander that I wish to convey to you."

Upon hearing this, General Liu's expression suddenly turned serious, and he addressed the others in the tent:
"All of you, get out! Without my orders, no one is to come within ten paces of the tent!"

"Yes."

The group responded and then all left the tent.

No sooner had they stepped out of the tent than five more figures rushed toward them, ready to burst into the tent.

The people who had just come out of the tent immediately stopped them when they saw this.

"What?"

“There are dozens of people fighting and brawling in the camp. I have come to report this to the commander.”

"Me too."

"My situation is similar..."

"..."

The people who had just left the tent all stared wide-eyed.

However, they also felt that it was a bit outrageous that such things were happening all at once tonight.

However, they did not believe that this matter was of greater importance than the "top-secret password of the military commander" in the tent.

So they gave a vague account of what was happening inside the tent.

"...No matter what the situation, we should wait until the commander-in-chief summons us again before discussing anything further."

"But... how do we handle this?"

"Handle it however you see fit." The person who answered thought for a moment and then stated the "military commander's" proposed solution.

The others breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.

Although everyone felt that tonight's events were strange, since there was already a "precedent" set by the military commander himself, they only needed to follow the precedent.

There's no need to panic excessively.

After that, more people continued to arrive at the camp area.

But everyone eventually stopped a few dozen steps away.

After a brief stay, they quickly returned to their respective places.

……

On Huangwei Island, the night was as dark as ink.

The tent was completely silent.

Within a few dozen paces outside the tent, all was equally quiet.

But in other areas, it was a scene of great excitement.

It's really hot.

Those "flames" that suddenly erupted and were then suppressed by an even stronger force.

It didn't really go out.

The flames in the open burned continuously, only to be extinguished again and again.

But the "flame" stirring in people's hearts in the shadows has not only not been extinguished, but has burned even brighter.

The more suppressed and forbidden something is, the more it reveals a fearless and resilient potential for a comeback.

At a certain moment, in a certain area on the east side of "Huangwei Island".

In the campsite shrouded in night.

Suddenly, a long howl, as if released after being suppressed to the extreme, rang out.

Soon, the long howl was interrupted by an external force.

But the night howls did not stop. Soon, from another location not far away, a new long howl responded.

In fact, the number is even greater.

Soon, this trend spread from the east side of Huangwei Island to the entire island. (End of Chapter)