Body command feeding world

The leaden sky still hung low, and the miasma of the Green Mist Dead Zone was gradually left behind. The remains of the armed squad and rusted guns were still scattered among the broken walls and ruins along the way. The stench of decay and gunpowder smoke wafted in the wind, but for the first time, the five members of the Falcon Squad felt an unprecedented sense of security.

Wu Wei walked at the forefront, his steps steady and even, his back ramrod straight as a spear. A disguised short gun was slung diagonally behind his back, all sharpness concealed, leaving only a cold and detached demeanor. His face was devoid of any superfluous expression; his jawline was taut, his lips pressed into a straight, hard arc, his brows slightly relaxed yet still carrying a faint solemnity. Only his eyes, cold and clear as an icy pool, indifferently swept over the low-level demon spirits wandering along the way, without the slightest ripple.

The low-level Corpse Demons and Shadow Spirits, sensing the presence of living beings, staggered forward, but couldn't even get within three steps of Wu Wei. The Yang Flame Blood Essence flowed inwardly, causing the Yin Demons to crumble upon contact. The moment those twisted and ferocious monsters approached, they were as if crashing into an invisible wall of fire, their bodies hissing and emitting mournful roars as they retreated, daring not to take another step forward.

This scene, witnessed by the Falcon Squad, sent shivers down their spines.

Without firing a gun or lifting a finger, he forced back the evil spirit with just his aura—this strength far exceeded all their understanding of what a "strong person" was.

"Your Excellency..." Prince Qi quickly followed half a step, his tone respectful yet cautious. His brows relaxed slightly, and the fear in his eyes had long since turned into reverence. He deliberately spoke softly, not daring to disturb the figure in front of him. "Ten miles ahead is the outer perimeter of Hope Barrier. There are three layers of guard posts along the way, all guarded by fully armed soldiers."

Wu Wei nodded slightly without turning around. His voice was deep and steady, not loud but clear: "Follow the normal procedure."

"yes!"

Wang Ziqi immediately responded, not daring to say more, and turned to give his teammates a wink. Su Qing, Lin Ye, Zhao Hu, and Chen Yue immediately concealed their auras, tidied their equipment and weapons, and returned to the standard armed squad appearance after completing their mission. However, the excitement and awe in their eyes when they looked at Wu Wei were still undisguised.

They knew very well that what they brought back to the Barrier today was not just a sample of Shadow Fox Poison, but the most precious ray of light in the ten years of purgatory that had plagued humanity.

The closer you get to the Wall of Hope, the more armed human squads you'll encounter.

Squads of hunters and guards, clad in camouflage armor and armed with scorching weapons, swept past. Some returned staggering back covered in wounds, while others stood ready and solemn. Every face bore the marks of exhaustion and vigilance in the apocalypse. Gunfire and roars echoed through the ruins, and despair and struggle intertwined to form a thick gloom that shrouded the world.

"Isn't that the Falcon Squad? They actually came back from the Green Mist Dead Zone?"

"Are you crazy! The Green Mist Dead Zone is home to the Silent Shadow Fox; every time one goes in, it dies!"

"Look at that guy in the middle... who is he? He's not wearing tactical armor, and he's not carrying any ammo packs. How is he with the Falcon Squad?"

Armed soldiers passing by all turned their heads, their gazes falling on Wu Wei with a mixture of curiosity and wariness.

Outside the fortress, where everyone was fully armed and never left without their armor and firearms, Wu Wei, dressed simply in black, stood out starkly with his solitary figure and cold expression.

Ignoring the gossip of others, Wang Ziqi solemnly stood beside Wu Wei, and they made their way to the first guard post without any obstacles.

The sentry post was built on the foundation of a collapsed high-rise building, with a heavy machine gun pointed directly at the ruins. A dozen or so guards stood ready, their expressions stern. Upon seeing the Falcon Squad, the leading guard captain frowned, stepped forward, and sternly verified their identities: "Falcon Squad, mission report, identity verification, and... who is this person behind you? Outsiders to the fortress must register their origin, purpose, and whether they are infected with the Fiend Virus!"

Within the Fortress of Hope, any unfamiliar face is a major taboo. Over the past decade, countless evil spirits disguised as humans have infiltrated the ranks, causing great disasters.

Wang Ziqi immediately stepped forward, blocking Wu Wei's path. His tone was extremely solemn, his brows furrowed, and his expression brooked no argument: "Captain Zhang, this is... the mysterious powerhouse who saved our team and slew the Silent Shadow Fox. I need to take him to meet with the higher-ups of the stronghold. This matter concerns the very survival of the entire stronghold. Let him through immediately!"

"Killed the Silent Shadow Fox?" The guard captain's pupils constricted, his face filled with disbelief. He exclaimed in shock, "What did you say?! That Shadow Fox that even a special forces team couldn't wipe out... he killed it?"

His gaze suddenly shifted to Wu Wei, scrutinizing him from head to toe with suspicion in his eyes.

The man before them had a pale face and an aloof demeanor. He wore no armor and carried no heavy weapons. He didn't even look like a seasoned hunter of demons. He didn't seem like a top-tier expert capable of killing a B-rank demon spirit.

"Absolutely true." Su Qing stepped forward quickly, her face pale but her tone firm. "We saw it with our own eyes. You broke through the shadow with a single shot, killed the Shadow Fox in three moves, and even saved all of us from its clutches!"

The guard captain still looked hesitant, but seeing the solemn expressions of the entire Falcon Squad and thinking about the horror of the Green Mist Dead Zone, his doubts were gradually replaced by shock.

The Silent Shadow Fox had been rampaging for months, causing the loss of hundreds of elite warriors at the stronghold, but now it had been killed by a single sword strike from a stranger.

If true, this person is definitely the savior of the Hope Barrier!

"Please...please wait a moment! I'll report it immediately!" The guard captain didn't dare to delay and hurriedly picked up the communicator, his voice trembling slightly with excitement, as he reported the situation up the chain of command.

A few moments later, urgent orders came through the communicator.

"Let them pass! Let them pass immediately! The highest honors, escorting the powerful into the city!"

The guard captain abruptly straightened up, gave Wu Wei a solemn military salute, his expression shifting from doubt to utmost respect: "Sir! Please enter the city! The high command of the fortress is already waiting in the central area!"

Wu Wei remained calm, his brows unmoved, his eyelashes slightly lowered, showing no sign of being flattered. He simply took a few steps and passed the sentry post.

As they ventured deeper, the fortress's defenses grew increasingly formidable. The alloy walls soared into the clouds, their summits adorned with numerous turrets, and squads of armed guards patrolled back and forth, their eyes sharp as eagles. More and more squads, guards, and survivors along the way noticed this unusual force, and the news spread like wildfire throughout the fortress and beyond.

—The Falcon Squad has brought back a mysterious and powerful individual!

—One shot kills Blood Leech! Three moves slay the Silent Shadow Fox!

—He escaped unscathed from the Green Mist Dead Zone! His strength is unfathomable!

The rumors spread wider and wider, becoming increasingly shocking.

It's been ten years.

Hope Barrier had been struggling to survive for ten years under the oppression of the Fiend Spirits, with countless people dying and countless squads being wiped out. Every day, it was struggling in despair. Now, the sudden appearance of a powerful expert who could easily kill a B-level Fiend Spirit was like throwing a thunderbolt into a deadly abyss.

The moment Wu Wei stepped through the main gate of Hope's Stronghold, escorted by the Falcon Squad.

The whole city was in an uproar.

On both sides of the city gate, densely packed armed squads stood in formation—the garrison, the Hunter Alliance, civilian self-defense forces… all stood with guns drawn, their eyes fixed on the lone figure in black. The streets were crowded with survivors, their clothes tattered but their eyes burning with fervor, for the first time, hope and light appearing on their numb faces.

Wang Ziqi walked to the side, his heart pounding, his expression excited, his brows relaxed, and his eyes filled with burning hope. He knew very well that this scene before him was the most grand and solemn welcome the Barrier of Hope had given in ten years.

Wu Wei raised his eyes and indifferently glanced around.

Amidst the clamor of voices and piercing gazes, countless eyes of reverence, awe, and anticipation fell upon him. Anyone else would have been stirred by such emotions. Yet he remained expressionless, his jaw clenched, his eyes as cold and indifferent as ever, showing neither pride nor discomfort, as if the cheers and attention of the entire city were utterly irrelevant to him.

He came here not to be revered, nor to protect mortals.

It was only to complete the trial, collect the essence, and return alive to the cave heaven.

He doesn't need to deliberately avoid or intervene in the lives and deaths of mortals. He only needs to follow the course of events, not expose himself, not break the rules, and not kill mortals. That is enough.

The elemental artifact in his palm was lifeless and dull. The randomly absorbed source energy was still meager. The pivot quietly awaited its fate in his sea of ​​consciousness, unable to be anchored or interfered with, and could only wait for the moment of its final return.

At that moment, the crowd automatically parted to make way.

Several high-ranking members of the Hope Barrier, dressed in black suits and with solemn expressions, strode over. Leading them was an elderly man with gray hair and sharp eyes; he was Zhou Mingshan, the highest-ranking person in charge of the Hope Barrier.

Zhou Mingshan strode up to Wu Wei, stopped, and bowed deeply to the mysterious powerhouse. His tone was earnest and heavy: "Your Excellency! On behalf of the hundreds of thousands of survivors of the Hope Barrier, I thank you for your help! Thank you for eliminating a powerful enemy for humanity!"

Behind him, all the high-ranking officers, all the guards, and all the survivors bowed in salute.

"Thank you, Your Excellency!"

The sound was deafening, echoing through the sky above the fortified walls.

Ten years of purgatory, a scene of devastation, mountains of corpses and seas of blood, boundless despair.

At this moment, all the fear, struggle, and pain transformed into the most genuine hope in the face of this solitary figure.

Wu Wei stood quietly in the center of the crowd, dressed in black, his cold eyes slightly raised.

He didn't help the old man up, nor did he respond. He simply looked at the bowing crowd before him, his brow furrowing almost imperceptibly before returning to his calm.

The wind swept across the barricades and streets, stirring up dust and dappled sunlight.

His trials are still ongoing.

His origins are still not complete.

His path still lies between life and death in all realms.

But from this moment on...

In this desolate, post-apocalyptic city, among hundreds of thousands of ordinary people and armed squads fighting valiantly, he has become their sole salvation.

What Wu Wei didn't know was that as he stepped into the Wall of Hope, a deeper shadow of terror was quietly awakening beneath the wall.

Grade B evil spirits are just the beginning.

The true primordial evil master lies dormant in the depths of darkness, waiting for the moment to devour everything.