Super God: I simulated the heavens and was broadcast live in public

Chapter 197 A Glimmer of Hope
"Hmph, you think you can seize my power? You're dreaming!"

Yunming said coldly.

Yunming's eyes were fixed on the virtual screen floating in the air, his hands waving in the air as if he were manipulating invisible threads.

The data on the screen surged and changed like a surging tide, each fluctuation representing his in-depth exploration of some powerful force.

His forehead was covered in fine beads of sweat, and his eyes revealed focus and fervor. For him at this moment, this simulation experiment was everything.

Suddenly, a window popped up on the screen without warning, with a bright red live stream icon flashing in the center of the screen.

Yunming's movements suddenly froze, his expression instantly hardening. His eyes widened as he stared intently at the live stream icon, as if he couldn't believe his eyes.

Yunming's voice trembled, filled with shock and disbelief.

His mind went blank, and he was completely unable to comprehend what was happening before his eyes.

He frantically reached out and clicked wildly in the air, trying to close the unexpected live stream window.

However, no matter what he did, the window seemed to be rooted to the spot, always firmly occupying the center of the screen.

Yunming's breathing became rapid, his chest heaving violently, and an unprecedented fear began to spread in his heart.

"No, it shouldn't be like this..."

Yunming muttered to himself, his hands hanging limply at his sides, his eyes filled with despair.

He realized that his carefully concealed simulation process was being broadcast live, and the consequences would be unimaginable if this broadcast were seen by others.

Yunming quickly pictured the brave and fearless warriors of the Super Soldier Company, heroes who protected the Earth, possessing immense strength and unwavering faith.

If the Super Soldier Corps discovers his existence and the controversial simulation experiment he is conducting, they will not hesitate to regard him as a threat and launch a manhunt for him.

And then there are the angels, those sacred beings from the distant stars, who uphold justice and order and possess awe-inspiring power.

The angels are highly vigilant against any force that could disrupt the balance of the universe, and if they become aware of Yunming's experiment, they will surely intervene.

"No, I absolutely cannot let them find me!"

Yunming gritted his teeth, his eyes flashing with a resolute light.

He began frantically looking around, trying to find something to cover his face.

"Damn it, there's nothing here!"

Yunming roared angrily, his voice echoing loudly in the empty base.

He rushed to the mountain of clutter in the corner, frantically rummaging through it with both hands, hoping to find even a tattered piece of cloth or a hat to cover his face.

However, his efforts were in vain; there was nothing among the junk except some broken parts and discarded tools.

Yunming's hands slid limply from the pile of debris, and he collapsed to the ground, his eyes filled with helplessness and despair.

"Do I really have to expose myself to everyone like this?"

Yunming was filled with resentment; he was unwilling to be manipulated by fate like this.

Suddenly, his gaze fell on the thick layer of dust on the ground.

His eyes lit up, as if he had seen a glimmer of hope.

Without hesitation, he reached out and smeared the dust on the ground, then smeared it all over his face.

"This should cover it up a little, right..."

Yunming comforted himself as he applied the ointment.

His movements were hurried and flustered, and the dust on his face was smeared all over his face, making him look somewhat comical, but he didn't care about that at the moment.

Just as he finished dusting off the dust, a cold, synthesized electronic voice suddenly rang in his ear: "You think you can hide your identity like this? How naive."

Yunming's body stiffened abruptly. He turned around in alarm, only to find that there was no one behind him.

"Who? Who's talking?"

Yunming's voice was filled with fear, his body trembled slightly, and he warily looked around.

"Don't bother looking, I'm everywhere."

The voice rang out again, tinged with sarcasm.

"Who exactly are you? Why are you livestreaming my simulation?"

Yunming angrily questioned.

"Who I am is not important; what is important is that your secret is about to be known to the whole world."

The voice said coldly.

"No, you can't do that! Do you know how much trouble this will cause me?"

Yunming's voice carried a hint of pleading.

"Trouble? That's exactly what I want."

Your power is too dangerous; you cannot control it alone.

The voice spoke without any mercy.

"My power is for self-protection; I have never intended to use it to harm others!"

Yunming loudly defended himself.

"Hmph, that sounds nice."

But power itself is a temptation; who can guarantee you won't be consumed by it?

That voice was full of doubt.

Yunming felt a sharp pain in his heart as he recalled the misunderstandings and rejections he had suffered because of his power.

He had been carefully concealing his power, trying hard to integrate into this world, but now everything has been shattered by this mysterious live stream.

"I will not be consumed by power, I swear!"

Yunming said firmly.

"Swear an oath? Oaths are often fragile in the face of power."

The voice said dismissively.

What exactly do you want me to do?

Yunming asked helplessly.

"Abandon your experiments, reveal your identity and power to the world, and accept a just trial."

The voice commanded.

"No, I can't give up my experiment! It's my only hope..."

Yunming's voice was filled with pain and struggle.

"Then you can wait to be hunted down by the Super Soldier Corps and the angels."

The voice said coldly.

Yunming was filled with despair, finding himself in a dilemma.

If he abandons the experiment, his years of hard work will be in vain; but if he continues, he will inevitably become the target of public criticism.

"Is there really no other way?"

Yunming was filled with confusion.

Just then, a violent tremor suddenly came from outside the base.

Yunming's expression changed drastically; someone must have tracked him down here.

"Looks like you're in trouble."

The voice said gloatingly.

Yunming stood up, took a deep breath, and tried to calm himself down.

There was no point in running away anymore; he had to face what was to come.

"No matter who it is, I will not surrender easily."

A resolute light gleamed in Yunming's eyes. The light around him shone brightly once more, and power surged within him. A breathtaking battle was about to unfold...

As the vibrations drew closer, Yunming's heart pounded faster and faster.

He clenched his fists, his eyes fixed on the base entrance, bracing himself for the unknown challenges ahead.

Suddenly, a flash of light appeared, and a figure appeared at the base entrance.

Upon closer inspection, Yunming realized it was Ge Xiaolun, a soldier from the Super Soldier Company.

"You are Yunming?"

Ge Xiaolun's voice was deep and powerful, and his eyes revealed vigilance and scrutiny.

Yunming did not answer; he crouched slightly, assuming a defensive posture.

"Don't be nervous, I'm not here to fight you."

Ge Xiaolun seemed to sense Yun Ming's hostility and quickly explained, "Then what are you doing here?"

Yunming asked coldly.

"We tracked it down and found that your simulation process was being broadcast live."

We were worried this might cause some unnecessary trouble, so we came to check it out.

Ge Xiaolun said.

"You already know?"

Yunming's heart sank; his worst fears had come true.

Yes, the entire Super God Universe is watching your live stream.

Your power is too great; if it falls into the wrong hands, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Ge Xiaolun said seriously.

"I will not let my power be used by others!"

Yunming said loudly.

"I believe you, but the situation is complicated now."

The angels have already learned of this and are on their way.

Ge Xiaolun said.

Yunming's expression grew even more grim; once the angel arrived, things would become even more complicated.

"so what should I do?"

Yunming asked helplessly.

"Come back to the Super Soldier Company with me, and we can discuss countermeasures together."

Ge Xiaolun said.

Yunming hesitated, unsure whether he should trust Ge Xiaolun.

But at this moment, he had no other choice.

"Okay, I'll go with you."

But you must guarantee my safety.

Yunming said.

"Don't worry, I swear in the name of the Super Soldier Corps."

Ge Xiaolun said.

Just as Yunming was about to leave with Ge Xiaolun, the mysterious voice rang out again: "Want to leave? Not so easy."

As soon as he finished speaking, energy barriers suddenly appeared within the base, trapping Yun Ming and Ge Xiaolun in the middle.

"How is this going?"

Ge Xiaolun asked in surprise.

"It was the mysterious person who was livestreaming me who did it; he didn't want me to leave."

Yunming said angrily.

"It seems we need to deal with this problem first."

A fighting spirit gleamed in Ge Xiaolun's eyes as he clenched his fists.

It was a bright, sunny afternoon, and the city's hustle and bustle filled every corner as usual.

Yunming, dressed in a black outfit and wearing a black mask that only revealed his eyes, hurried down the street.

He intended to quietly pass through the city on his way to his next destination, but a sharp shout shattered his peaceful journey.

"Help! Someone's been hit by a car!"

Yunming subconsciously stopped and looked toward the source of the sound.

Not far away, a car was lying across the middle of the road, and a person was lying next to it, with blood spreading on the ground, a shocking sight.

A crowd had already gathered around; some were calling for emergency medical assistance, while others were discussing the situation.

Yunming's heart tightened, and his first reaction was to leave this place of trouble immediately.

He was well aware of his special identity, and that once exposed, it would bring countless troubles.

However, when he saw some of the onlookers rush forward without hesitation to help and try to carry the injured person to a safe place, his feet seemed to be nailed to the ground, and he could not move.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! I've learned first aid!"

A young man pushed through the crowd and squeezed to the injured person's side.

He quickly checked the injured man's wounds, repeatedly saying, "He's still breathing! Quick, does anyone have a clean cloth? We need to stop the bleeding!"

As Yunming watched this scene, a complex mix of emotions welled up within him.

He remembered his vow to use his martial arts skills to help those in need, but now, faced with the situation before him, he wanted to back down because he was afraid of being recognized.

"What's wrong with me?"

Yunming silently asked himself, "Have I really become so timid and cowardly?"

Just then, a little girl's voice reached his ears.

"Mom, will that person die?"

A little girl with a ponytail held her mother's hand, her eyes filled with fear and worry.

No, baby.

With so many kind people helping, Uncle will definitely be alright.

The little girl's mother gently comforted her.

Looking into the little girl's innocent eyes, Yunming felt a pang of pain in his heart.

He recalled his childhood, when he, like this little girl, was full of trust and hope for the world.

But now, after experiencing countless hardships and setbacks, I have become so selfish and indifferent.

"No, I can't just leave like this."

Yunming made a decision in his heart.

He slowly walked towards the crowd, trying to see if he could be of any help.

However, just as he approached the crowd, someone in the crowd suddenly shouted, "Look, that person's outfit is so strange, could he be a bad guy?"

All eyes turned to Yunming, and for a moment, Yunming felt as if he were under a spotlight, making him extremely uncomfortable.

"Who are you? What are you doing here?"

A tall man stepped forward, looking at Yunming warily.

Yunming panicked and quickly explained, "I... I was just passing by and wanted to see if I could help."

"Help? With you dressed like that, who knows what you're up to?"

"Maybe you're the one who caused the accident, and now you're pretending to be a good person."

Another voice came from the crowd.

Yunming's face turned very ugly. He hadn't expected that his good intentions would be misunderstood.

He wanted to defend himself, but didn't know where to begin.

"Everyone, stop arguing. Saving lives is the priority now."

The young man who was giving the injured first aid stood up and said loudly, "No matter who he is, we shouldn't refuse him if he's willing to help."

The young man's words silenced everyone for a moment.

Yunming glanced gratefully at the young man, then stepped forward and said, "I know some martial arts; perhaps I can use my internal energy to help stabilize his injuries."

Everyone looked surprised when they heard Yunming's words.

Martial arts and internal energy, things that ordinary people think only exist in martial arts novels, are now right in front of them.

"You...you really know martial arts?"

The little girl's mother asked in surprise.

Yunming nodded, then squatted down and placed his hand on the injured person's chest.

He closed his eyes and slowly circulated his internal energy.

A warm current flowed from his palm into the injured person's body, and the injured person's originally pale face gradually regained some color.

“It really works!”

A gasp of surprise rippled through the crowd.

(End of this chapter)