The end of the world is approaching, I'm handing myself over to the country.

Chen Feng turned his head and glanced at the team members behind him.

The group exchanged glances and nodded.

Chen Feng withdrew his gaze and looked back at the boy.

"make a deal."

Chen Feng's voice was calm, revealing no emotional fluctuation.

"As far as I know, combat strength is divided into seven levels from low to high: F, E, D, C, B, A, and S."

The boy pulled out a shiny stone from somewhere and played with it in his hand, seemingly listening attentively to the lecture.

Chen Feng continued, "F-rank is the lowest level, with a combat power value between 1 and 99, which is usually the limit that ordinary people can reach."

"E-level combat power is between 100 and 499. People at this stage have begun to surpass the limits of ordinary humans."

"The combat power of D-level is 500 to 2499. At this level, one can no longer be called human. Some outstanding individuals can even ignore the damage from certain types of firearms."

"As for C-rank, their combat power is between 2500 and 9999."

Chen Feng pointed to himself: "I'm currently at this stage."

The boy stopped spinning the stone, tilted his head, and asked, "What about S-rank? According to your logic, S-rank should cost over 100,000?"

Chen Feng shook his head.

"S-rank is not just about accumulating numbers; more importantly, it requires obtaining authority, which is a higher-dimensional control of power."

Chen Feng paused for a moment after saying this.

"And the origin of these level names and numbers all comes from a book called 'Wasteland Era'."

"authority?"

The boy froze.

He applied slight pressure with his fingertips as he held the stone, and a fine crack appeared on its surface.

He covered his face with one hand, and a long sigh escaped through his fingers.

"Okay, my question is, I should have asked what 'Wasteland Era' is."

The boy's voice sounded somewhat annoyed.

Chen Feng shrugged noncommittally.

He calmly met the boy's gaze, without showing any unnecessary emotion because of the boy's frustration.

"Now, it's your turn to answer my question."

The boy snapped out of his frustration and put on his nonchalant smile again.

He extended a finger and gently shook it.

"It's very simple."

"The so-called chosen ones are nothing but a group of pathetic worms who burn their lifespan and mortgage their future to gain power."

Only after receiving the boy's answer did Chen Feng and the others breathe a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, there's no such thing as a free lunch. While they gained extraordinary powers, they also received a curse.

Although they also gained extraordinary powers, the pain of using the rudimentary gene serum was still fresh in their minds.

If they hadn't been so ruthless to themselves, they probably would have died long ago.

Furthermore, the basic life-saving potion and Comrade Lin Mo's help are indispensable.

The boy spread his hands, looking relaxed.

"Even if we do nothing and let them roam freely, they won't live more than a year."

"A year later, their bodies will collapse into a pile of mud, like rotten wood that has been drained of all its nutrients."

"So, you see, isn't using the word 'cost' to describe them too much of an honor?"

Chen Feng's heart sank.

This answer has both advantages and disadvantages.

The advantage lies in the fact that these chosen ones are not an infinitely prolific army; their very existence is a form of consumption.

The downside is that a civilization capable of creating such "consumables" at will possess a foundation and power that far exceeds their current comprehension.

Those people didn't even care about the lives of these cannon fodder.

The boy snapped his fingers, bringing everyone back to their senses.

"Okay, that concludes one question."

"Go on, tell me your second question."

Chen Feng suppressed the turmoil in his heart and continued speaking.

"My second question is, why are you here?"

His voice was calm and steady, revealing no emotion.

The boy's smile deepened.

He raised his head and looked up at the dark sky above, as if recalling something.

"Because of a treasure."

His voice carried a hint of wistful longing.

"A treasure beyond your wildest imagination."

treasure?

Li Yuanguang and Jin Feihong, who were standing next to Chen Feng, exchanged a glance, both seeing confusion in each other's reactions.

What exactly is on Earth that a powerhouse of this caliber would call a treasure?

Chen Feng didn't press the matter, knowing that the other party wouldn't answer even if he did.

But if he really had to talk about treasures, he thought of one person.

If he's right, then these people are probably going to be disappointed.

Chen Feng nodded, indicating that he understood.

"The third question."

"What is your purpose in coming here?"

The moment the question was asked, the smile on the boy's face froze.

He slowly lowered his head and looked at Chen Feng again, a strange glint in his clear eyes.

"What's the difference between this question and the previous one?"

He tilted his head, as if examining an interesting toy.

"However, I'm in a good mood now, so I can give you a chance to speak again."

Chen Feng shook his head, his attitude resolute.

"Need not."

"That's exactly what I want to know."

The boy raised an eyebrow.

"Really not going to change it?"

Chen Feng's answer consisted of only two words.

"No changes."

"You won't regret it?"

The boy's voice carried a hint of amusement.

"Once a move is made, there's no going back."

Seeing Chen Feng's insistence, the tense lines on the boy's face suddenly relaxed.

He sighed helplessly, shaking his head, as if talking to himself, or perhaps to Chen Feng.

"I was right, you guys are really smart."

Immediately, a hint of helplessness appeared in the boy's eyes.

All the previous playfulness, ease, and nonchalance have faded away.

He looked into Chen Feng's eyes and gave a wry smile.

"My goal, of course, is also the treasure."

"However, it's for another treasure."

He spoke slowly and deliberately: "A treasure that can bring back to life the god those fools talk about."

A comeback from the dead?!

Could there really be such a treasure in this world?

but......

Treasures, treasures, how come there are only treasures?

Does this tiny planet, Earth, really have so many things that countless powerful beings from beyond the realms covet?

If so, why were humans completely unaware of it before the disaster struck?

Moreover, Chen Feng increasingly felt that his guess was definitely correct.

The treasure that the boy in front of me is talking about might just be the general store.

The boy looked at the silent crowd, and the solemnity on his face was once again replaced by a smile.

"You may not know me, but I've always been very lucky."

"The moment I saw you, I knew there was something about you that I wanted to know."