Great Evolution: I Exclusively Possess Earth's Six Supreme Opportunities

Su Bai entered the secret room.

The entire Gobi base, like a precisely wound-up war machine, instantly entered its highest level of combat readiness. All defensive formations were activated, and the heavy alloy gates slowly descended, completely isolating the base from the outside world.

Standing in the command center, Lin Wan looked at the steady straight line on the screen representing the boss's vital signs. She felt both at ease and a little nervous.

The boss once said, "Even if the sky falls, you are not allowed to disturb us."

She didn't know what her boss would face during this seclusion, but she knew that what she had to do was protect this family.

The first day was peaceful.

The fifth day was peaceful.

The world seemed to fall into an eerie silence because of the battle at the summit of Kunlun, with all the major powers licking their wounds and digesting the enormous impact of that day.

Until the tenth day.

Without warning, the sky split open.

In North America, once a bustling metropolis, now a wasteland, a team of survivors searching for supplies suddenly stopped.

"Hey John, look what's that?"

One of the team members pointed to the sky, his voice tinged with uncertainty.

Everyone looked up.

A jet-black line appeared out of nowhere in the hazy sky. It wasn't a cloud, nor was it an airplane contrail. The line looked as if someone had used the sharpest knife to slash a velvet curtain.

Beyond the opening lies a bottomless, unsettling void.

Before they could even react...

The crack began to expand irregularly.

At the same time, in Europe, East Asia, South America, Africa... all over the world, whether in the sparsely populated polar ice fields or above the densely populated survivor settlements, such eerie black cracks appeared.

Like the skin of this planet, on this day, it suddenly contracted a terrible skin disease.

At first, people were just panicking and speculating.

Until the first "thing" squeezed out of the crack.

It was a life form that could not be defined by any known organism on Earth. It had no fixed form, like a flowing mass of mud composed of chaotic lines and disordered blocks of color. It exuded a pure, malevolent aura of chaos that was hostile to all order and life.

The first extraterrestrial creature descended upon an outpost of Dragon Shield located on the eastern coast.

As soon as it landed, it let out a silent shriek, and all electronic devices within a radius of dozens of meters sparked and were completely destroyed. Immediately afterward, its fluid body sprang forward and pounced on the nearest dragon shield warrior.

The soldier was also a battle-hardened Awakened One, and his reaction was extremely fast; a thick earthen wall rose from the ground.

But that lumpy, mud-like creature completely ignored physical defenses, like a drop of ink merging into clear water, passing through the earthen wall and enveloping the warrior entirely.

There were no screams, no struggles.

In just two or three seconds, the clump of mud wriggled away, leaving behind only an empty combat suit and a puddle of rapidly dried powder.

Disaster has officially struck.

These are merely the lowest-level "scouts." They lack intelligence and act solely on instinct, yet their abilities are so unpredictable that they are impossible to defend against.

Some can distort light, causing physical attacks to completely miss. Some can unleash mental shocks, causing even powerful beings in the Shackled Realm to scream in agony. Others, simply by existing, pollute the surrounding environment, causing the land and water to lose their vitality.

In just twenty days.

Survivor factions worldwide are embroiled in an unprecedented and arduous struggle.

Countless bases, built up over many years, were dismantled from within by the infiltration of these extraterrestrial beings, turning into dead zones overnight. The scope of human activity was drastically reduced.

Dragon Shield, the underground command center.

The atmosphere was extremely oppressive.

The huge screen was divided into hundreds of small sections, each showing an area under attack, filled with fire and chaos.

"Report! The North China No. 3 base has lost contact. The last image transmitted before the loss of contact was of a 'Twisted One'."

"Report! The southwest defense line has been breached! More than thirty 'Howlers' have poured in! Requesting reinforcements!"

"Commander-in-Chief Azure Dragon!"

A communications officer stood up, sweating profusely, his voice trembling with tears.

"My hometown... Yuzhou Base... is gone..."

The entire command center was deathly silent.

Canglong stood in front of the screen, his figure ramrod straight, but his clenched fists were so tight that his knuckles had turned white from the force.

Just half an hour ago, he personally led one of the most elite squads of Dragon Shield to snipe an extraterrestrial creature codenamed "Butcher." That thing looked like a mountain of flesh pieced together from countless severed limbs, and its combat power was ridiculously strong.

The Azure Dragon exerted all its strength, using all its trump cards and even burning its life force, before finally slaying the "Butcher".

But he himself was also seriously injured. Of the thirty elite team members he brought with him, less than ten returned.

This is only a relatively powerful individual.

According to satellite monitoring, there are already at least double-digit numbers of extraterrestrial creatures of the "Butcher" level or even stronger worldwide.

What can humanity use to stop them?

Uncontrollably, the image of a man in black with black hair, suppressing Kunlun with a single palm strike, appeared in Canglong's mind.

Master Su...

If you were here, what would it be like to face these so-called "extraterrestrial creatures"?

He gave a wry smile.

He knew that the contemporary legend was undergoing a significant transformation that concerned himself and could also affect the entire future.

All they could do was to do everything in their power to preserve this last spark of human civilization before he emerged from seclusion.

But how long can they hold on?

……

Su Bai went into seclusion for the thirtieth day.

The global survivors have reached their limit. Major forces have been defeated one after another, and almost all external strongholds have been lost. Everyone is hiding in the core fortress, barely surviving.

Despair, like a plague, is spreading across the globe.

No one knows whether tomorrow or the end of the world will come first.

On that very day.

This Gobi Desert base has always been a paradise, untouched by any extraterrestrial creatures.

The sky has changed.

The sky above the base, which had been clear, suddenly darkened without warning.

It's not that the sun is obscured by dark clouds.

Instead, it was a deeper, more somber darkness, as if even the light had been swallowed up.

Lin Wan rushed out of the command center immediately. She looked up and was completely stunned.

Tens of thousands of meters above the base, a colossal vortex, too large to be measured by sight, is slowly forming.

The vortex covered an area of ​​hundreds of kilometers, almost engulfing the entire Gobi Desert.

Inside the vortex, there are neither clouds nor wind.

Instead, it is the surging, most primordial, and most fundamental chaotic energy!

Strands of black-gold lightning, thicker than mountains, darted and collided in the chaotic airflow. Each impact caused violent ripples in the space and produced a muffled roar as if the heavens and earth were being created!

An indescribable pressure poured down from the vortex.

That was not simply a matter of oppression by force, but a supreme evolution in which creation and destruction coexisted!