Livestreaming Forbidden Zone: Starting with a Qilin Tattoo Terrifies the Entire Internet

The system's blood-red text scrolled wildly before Jiang Han's eyes, like an extremely cruel scalpel, completely dissecting the dark secrets of history that had been covered up for two thousand years.

"Star-Eating Virus..."

Jiang Han stared intently at the withered, cyborg body before him, his heart filled with turmoil.

The so-called "elixir of immortality" that Xu Fu sought at sea was not a magic pill that could grant immortality, but rather a high-dimensional biochemical weapon dropped on Earth by a false god from outer space!

In his lifetime, Qin Shi Huang frantically consumed large amounts of "original liquid" containing heavy metals in an attempt to achieve genetic advancement in order to fight against extraterrestrial civilizations. However, he failed. He died two thousand years ago, and after his death, under the combined effects of heavy metal radiation and extraterrestrial viruses, he underwent irreversible mutations.

His proud "mechanical ascension" was nothing more than a clumsy disguise by the virus to preserve the combat power of this top-level host!

He is not a god.

He is a petri dish for false gods.

Seeing Jiang Han gripping his wrist in silence, his expression shifting between light and shadow, Ying Zheng's eyes flickered even more intensely.

He thought the low-dimensional insect was completely intimidated by his "perfect divine body".

An invisible, scorching radiation began to spread recklessly outward from the containment chamber, and even the surrounding mercury-rich sea surface began to bubble with highly toxic bubbles.

"Are you mute?"

Ying Zheng's voice was filled with arrogance and pride, his mechanical demonic eyes fixed on Jiang Han. "Your 'physical self-examination,' has it been rendered speechless by my perfect divine body? Speak! What state of transcendence have I reached now?!"

Although the system's filtering mechanism blocked out most of the mental pollution in the live broadcast room, the oppressive silence that could be felt even through the screen still made billions of viewers around the world feel their scalps tingle.

"Why is Jiang Shen silent? Could it be that Qin Shi Huang really became an immortal?"

"Become an immortal my ass! Look at those tentacles growing from that monster's body, is that what a god should look like?!"

"No! Look at Jiang Shen's eyes! That's not reverence at all!"

"Holy crap... Jiang Shen is looking at a dead man like that!"

Mercury on the sea.

Seeing that Jiang Han still did not answer, Ying Zheng's last bit of patience finally ran out.

"presumptuous!"

Ying Zheng roared, and the semi-mechanical hand that Jiang Han was holding suddenly reversed, like an iron clamp, and gripped Jiang Han's wrist tightly!

"Click-click-click—!"

Jiang Han's wrist bones instantly cracked under the strain, and intense pain shot through his nerves to his brain.

"I ask you! Is my body alive or dead?!"

Ying Zheng brought his withered face close, his crimson eyes practically spitting out tangible flames. A terrifying pressure, like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami crashing down on Jiang Han, said, "If you dare utter even the slightest lie, I will immediately crush you into dust!"

Faced with this death-defying interrogation that could instantly break any living being, Jiang Han neither struggled nor retreated.

He let his wrists be squeezed so hard they cracked, and slowly raised his head.

Those dark golden eyes showed not a trace of yielding, but rather were filled with the pity of a superior and the utmost mockery.

"A perfect divine body?"

Jiang Han let out a cold laugh, which sounded particularly jarring in the deathly silent underground palace and was instantly broadcast to every corner of the world via live stream.

Stop fucking fooling yourself!

Jiang Han's voice suddenly rose, like a resounding slap across Ying Zheng's face:

"You don't even have a heartbeat! You can't bleed a single drop! You've been dead for two thousand years!"

"You are now nothing more than a rusty zombie controlled by an alien virus!"

Zombies? Virus?

Although Ying Zheng had never heard of these two extremely modern terms before, through the mental connection established by the system, he perfectly understood the extreme insult and complete denial contained behind them.

Ying Zheng's body suddenly stiffened.

He subconsciously released Jiang Han's wrist, the mechanical hand trembling slightly as it reached for his empty chest.

There was only the cold reactor humming there, no pulsating flesh, no warmth of life.

"You think this is ascension?"

Jiang Han grabbed the still-writhing, translucent tentacles on Ying Zheng's wrist with his other hand, yanked them off forcefully, his eyes sharp as knives:

"These disgusting things are your proud stellar power? Bullshit!"

"These are parasites left inside you by a false god from outer space! They're eating your brain and draining the lifeblood of your Great Qin Dynasty!"

"You think locking yourself in here is guarding Earth? Give me a break! You're just an incubator for those alien scum! You're a dumping ground for biological weapons!"

Every word Jiang Han uttered was like a heavy hammer, relentlessly pounding on the foundation of faith that Ying Zheng had built over two thousand years.

"impossible……"

Ying Zheng's withered face began to contort violently, and in his scarlet eyes, data streams flashed and reported errors like a waterfall.

"Xu Fu said...this is the power of the stars...I am the chosen one...my Qin fleet..."

The pride of this emperor, who was once a great ruler of all time, was now shattered by a fatal crack.

His proud sacrifices, all the costs he paid to fight against extraterrestrial civilizations, became a complete joke under Jiang Han's logic of "settling accounts".

Jiang Han leaned closer to the containment pod, looking down at the tyrant who was suffering from cognitive dissonance, and delivered his final verdict in a very short sentence:

"The Qin Dynasty perished long ago."

"And you, you're not even human. You're just a pathetic wretch who doesn't even know you're dead!"

boom!

This sentence became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Ying Zheng's body began to tremble violently and uncontrollably. The metal skeleton inside his body emitted a piercing grinding sound, as if something was awakening from the depths of his marrow.

As his rationality collapsed, the instinct of the "Star Devouring Virus" within him, which had been forcibly suppressed by the "Great Qin Army Soul," began to retaliate wildly, attempting to completely take over this broken body!

"I... am dead?"

"Am I... a monster?"

Ying Zheng murmured softly, his voice gradually losing its human tone and beginning to transform into a roar similar to that of a wild beast.

Just then.

His pair of frantically flashing, crimson demonic eyes suddenly stopped blinking.

His gaze was fixed intently on Jiang Han's left hand, as if drawn by a magnet.

More precisely, he was eyeing the Emperor's Seal held in Jiang Han's left hand—at the bottom of that jade seal, there was still the pure life force of the Qilin blood that Jiang Han had applied to suppress the Chilong!

"Hmm..."

Ying Zheng let out a loud, venting sound, like a vacuum cleaner, from his nostrils.

The virus's innate ability to devour completely overwhelmed the emperor's reason the moment he smelled the scent of this perfect gene!