Transcending Worlds: I Have an Invincible Shelter

"Puff puff—puff puff—puff puff puff!"

The desert manor in the dead of night was suddenly torn apart by the sound of intense machine gun fire.

Gun muzzles spewed out streaks of fire, followed by several rockets whistling as they crashed into the main building's front wall.

With a loud bang, the ground shook.

Bricks and glass shards flew everywhere, the main entrance was blown down, and the floor-to-ceiling windows along the street were all shattered into powder. The scene was a complete mess.

Everywhere there were mutilated corpses and broken bones; it was bloody and gruesome.

A group of thugs dressed in black, carrying light machine guns, stormed into the main building, stepping over the broken bricks and tiles scattered on the ground.

No matter who was inside, whether alive or dead, they would sweep them up without hesitation, their actions ruthless and cold-blooded, leaving no room for leniency.

These thugs in black had already received a death order to rob all the goods and gold hidden in the manor, and to leave no one alive in the building, completely eliminating any threat.

Tonight, the Bahrull gang, which has been entrenched in Dubai for several years, will be completely wiped out here.

This estate will be emptied of its inhabitants, leaving no place for the Bahrull gang in Dubai.

The room was filled with the smell of gunpowder and blood, making it hard to breathe.

A portly middle-aged man, dressed in a white robe with gold trim and a thick cigar dangling from his mouth, slowly stepped over the corpses scattered on the ground and entered the dilapidated hall.

He casually raised his gun, pulled the trigger a few times at the ceiling, and the top of his head was instantly riddled with bullet holes, with debris falling down in a flurry, his arrogance reaching its peak.

The black-clad thugs split up and searched each floor, quickly returning in turn to report back, their voices filled with panic and urgency.

"Boss, we've searched the first floor, nobody's there!"

"The second floor is spotless, not a soul in sight!"

"The third floor has been thoroughly searched; it's empty!"

"There's no one on the fourth floor, nothing at all!"

"We've searched the entire fifth floor, inside and out, but we can't find a single survivor!"

As he listened to the reports of the empty building, the smug expression on the white-robed man's face gradually turned cold, and his eyes were filled with hostility.

The intelligence was so convincing that Bakhlul had hidden a large amount of gold in this manor, but now they've almost dug through the building and haven't found a single gold bar.

The enormous contrast fueled his rage to the extreme. The white-robed man suppressed his anger and growled, his tone filled with murderous intent.

"Keep searching! Pry open all the secret rooms and hidden compartments!"

Turn the entire building upside down, dig every inch of the floor, find all the valuables! And find someone alive!

At a command, dozens of black-clad thugs dispersed again and conducted a second search of each room.

When you encounter a closed door, first scan it through the door panel, then kick it open, searching every nook and cranny, leaving no blind spot unchecked.

Gunshots rang out intermittently, echoing back and forth in the empty building, becoming the only sound in the manor.

Smoke filled the air, obscuring the view. A cautious thug in black walked behind a load-bearing pillar in the hall and vaguely heard some noise.

He rummaged through the clutter nearby and saw a white-haired man huddled in the corner, barely breathing, still alive.

"Boss, we've got him! It's the white-haired Audi, he's still breathing, he's not dead!"

The thug in black grabbed the white-haired Audi by the back of his collar, dragged him over, and slammed him down at the feet of the man in white. Then he pressed a gun firmly against the back of the white-haired Audi's head, giving him no chance to resist.

The man in the white robe lazily sat down on the only undamaged leather sofa, leaned back, and pressed his thick right foot directly onto the blood-stained face of the white-haired Audi, grinding it forcefully.

His eyes were full of smugness and malice, and his tone was flippant and sarcastic.

"Oh, it's the white-haired Audi, an old acquaintance. Saves me the trouble of making a special trip to find you."

The white-haired Audi felt like his bones were falling apart, and his face was in excruciating pain from being crushed by the soles of his shoes, but he wasn't afraid at all; all that remained in his eyes was boundless hatred.

He coughed up a mouthful of blood mixed with broken teeth, his voice was terribly hoarse, and every word he uttered was filled with anger as he began to curse.

"Chitel, you treacherous bastard!"

Chitel's smile froze instantly, and a fierce glint appeared in his eyes.

He picked up the cigar he hadn't finished smoking and, without saying a word, shoved the burning hot end hard into the white-haired Audi's face.

The flesh sizzled from the heat, and the smell of burning spread instantly.

The excruciating pain was piercing and agonizing, but the white-haired Audi gritted his teeth and endured it, his eyes growing increasingly fierce, showing no sign of yielding.

Chitel gave him a cold glance, then turned and casually asked the black-clad thug.

Are there any other survivors in the building?

Just as the black-clad thug was about to shake his head in reply, a black man's head quietly peeked out from under the stone table in the hall.

Henry, a respectable Black lawyer, was as white as a sheet, trembling uncontrollably, and speaking haltingly. All he wanted was to save his life.

"I...I'm just a legitimate lawyer, here on some business. I have absolutely nothing to do with the gangs. Please spare my life!"

Henry looked up at Chitler with a humble expression, barely daring to breathe, his eyes filled with pleading.

Chitel's face remained expressionless, his tone cold and ruthless.

"With another survivor, you're useless. Get rid of him."

He casually tossed aside the cigar stained with blood and flesh, swiftly drew his pistol from his back waist, and cocked it with a click that was particularly jarring in the quiet hall.

"Bang--!"

The gunshot rang out, followed by a flash of muzzle flash.

Everyone thought that the white-haired Audi was about to have his head blown off and blood splattered everywhere.

At the very instant the gunshot rang out, all the black-clad thugs present felt a sudden tightness in their chests and instinctively turned their guns towards the door and the shadows outside.

It was pitch black outside, and there wasn't a soul in sight. By the time they realized what was happening, it was too late.

In the eyes of the white-haired Audi, everything around him seemed to slow down.

Chittler's action of pulling the trigger and the trajectory of the bullet were all clearly visible.

In this desperate situation, a look of wild joy suddenly appeared in the eyes of the white-haired Audi, and his bloodied mouth stretched all the way to his ears.

Then, an outrageous scene unfolded.

The bullet suddenly veered off course, tracing a 180-degree arc before grazing Chitel's ear and tearing it open, causing a spray of blood that startled everyone present.

When the thugs in black saw that their leader was injured, they panicked and started firing wildly at the door, but they didn't even see the attackers.

A dark shadow with faint arcs of black electricity moved as fast as a ghost, and in a flash it was in front of Chitel.

The newcomer casually raised his hand and easily snatched the gun from Chitel's hand.

With a flick of his wrist, the gun was aimed directly at Chitel's forehead; the entire movement was fluid, clean, and efficient.

Chitel looked up and met a pair of chilling Chinese eyes. His whole body stiffened instantly, a chill ran from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, and all that remained in his heart was extreme fear.

He immediately panicked and started shouting frantically, disregarding his dignity.

"Stop! Put all your guns down! Anyone who moves will get me killed!"

The black-clad thugs around him still held their guns but dared not fire. Chitler was both anxious and afraid, so he started cursing and putting pressure on them.

Everyone then obediently put their guns on the ground, and the scene instantly became tense.

When the white-haired Audi saw that his savior had arrived, he instantly breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes filled with ecstatic joy.

Henry, who was under the stone table, crawled out on all fours as if grasping at a straw, his posture obsequious and humble.

"Sir! You've finally arrived!"

I almost lost my life here, but I've finally been waiting for you!

These cheesy, flattering words made even the usually composed Su Yuyang frown and get goosebumps.

Ignoring everything else, the white-haired Audi next to him endured the pain, got up, picked up a light machine gun from the ground, and finally unleashed his pent-up anger.

"Rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat!"

Gunshots rang out again throughout the hall, and bursts of blood erupted.

The black-clad thugs, who had been so arrogant just moments before, didn't even have a chance to pick up their guns and fight back. They all collapsed in pools of blood, dying instantly. The hall was filled with the stench of blood.

Su Yuyang stood quietly in place, twirling the gun in his hand with one hand, his expression indifferent as he looked at Chiteler, who was both angry and unwilling, without showing any extra emotion.

In fact, he had overheard everything that was happening inside the manor as soon as he arrived at the outer perimeter.

The Bahru gang was wiped out overnight, which troubled him somewhat, but he didn't care about it at all.

I came here tonight specifically to rescue people and save the white-haired Audi, not out of kindness, but simply because I didn't want the arms transport line I had worked so hard to open to be cut off. Who could swallow such a humiliation?

So when the white-haired Audi went out of control to take revenge, he watched coldly from the sidelines the whole time, not stopping him at all, just letting the white-haired Audi vent his anger.

After killing the person, the white-haired Audi immediately restrained his violent aura, his restraint perfectly measured.

He walked quickly to Su Yuyang, his attitude respectful and sincere, and bowed his head to admit his mistake.

"Sir, I was very disrespectful just now. Please punish me."

Su Yuyang raised an eyebrow, seeing that the white-haired Audi was sensible and knew how to prioritize, and felt a little more approval for him.

He turned and gave Henry a cold glance, his eyes carrying a warning, signaling him to behave and not to get any closer.

Henry was so startled by that glance that he froze, immediately stopped in his tracks, and quickly offered his loyalty and reported the news.

"Sir, there are still quite a few people upstairs, all heavily armed!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a series of hurried footsteps came from upstairs, growing ever closer.

The gunshots downstairs alerted the remaining black-clad thugs who were searching for goods upstairs. A group of people rushed out from various rooms and crowded into the corridor, with countless gun barrels pointed downwards, all aimed at the three people in the hall.

With dozens of gun barrels pointed at them, white-haired Audi and black man Henry instantly broke out in a cold sweat, and the situation became extremely tense again.

Although Chitel was injured and trapped, he immediately became arrogant again when he saw that all his men had surrounded him.

"Chinese person, do you even know who's standing in front of you?"

He glared at Su Yuyang and shouted and threatened wildly in Arabic.

Su Yuyang couldn't understand the foreign language, so he turned his head to signal Henry to translate.

Henry quickly moved closer, lowered his voice, and said with a hint of schadenfreude.

"Sir, he's insulting you and making threats. He's being extremely arrogant."

Su Yuyang remained expressionless and replied indifferently, "Oh."

He turned to look at the white-haired Audi, his tone calm yet carrying a strong sense of pressure.

"Their firepower is formidable; you guys are far too weak. I don't like cooperating with the weak."

Upon hearing this, the white-haired Audi's face turned deathly pale, devoid of any color.

His fingers gripped the machine gun so tightly that his knuckles turned blue, and his arms trembled uncontrollably.

That last bit of hope in my heart shattered completely in an instant.

He turned to look at Henry, thinking it was a translation error, but when he saw Henry covered in cold sweat and his back ramrod straight, his heart sank to the bottom.

The white-haired Audi swallowed hard for a while before hurriedly explaining.

"Sir, we... we will grow stronger quickly. We will definitely satisfy you."

After hearing the conversation between the two, Chitel, on the other side, not only did not restrain himself, but became even more arrogant.

He looked up and sneered, pointing to his chest with his finger, staring at Su Yuyang with disdain, intending to use his powerful backer to intimidate him.

"Do you know who I am? I'm from the Kinahan Group..."

Before he could finish speaking, Su Yuyang pressed his fingertip and pulled the trigger.

A muffled gunshot pierced the deathly silence: "Bang—"

With the gun barrel slightly raised, Su Yuyang casually blew away the non-existent smoke from the muzzle, his expression indifferent, as easily as flicking away a speck of dust.

Chitel's arrogant expression froze instantly. A neat bullet hole appeared in the chest where his finger had just been pointing, and blood gushed out.

His body went limp, and he collapsed onto the broken sofa, dying instantly without even a chance to struggle.

The next second, all the black-clad thugs upstairs reacted simultaneously, opening fire with their guns and unleashing a barrage of firepower.

"Puff puff! Puff puff puff! Puff puff puff puff—"

The piercing gunfire swept through the dilapidated building, and spent shell casings clattered against the marble floor, creating a cacophony of sounds of carnage.

The white-haired Audi and the black man Henry's pupils constricted, and their bodies froze.

They never imagined that Su Yuyang, who was surrounded, would dare to shoot and kill a leader of the Kinahhan Group. His courage and ruthlessness were beyond their imagination.

A hail of bullets rained down on them, and the two instinctively bent over, trying to find cover to escape.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw that Su Yuyang stood straight from beginning to end, without moving an inch, completely unfazed, as if the bullets would never land.

"Sir! Be careful!"

At the critical moment of life and death, the two shouted in unison.

The white-haired Audi struggled to speak other words, but he pronounced "sir" fluently and clearly.

The shout faded, and the bullet was already close at hand.

With a thought, Su Yuyang directly activated the system's exclusive invincible light shield.

An almost invisible transparent energy barrier instantly unfolded, firmly covering the three people and protecting the entire building.

The absurd scene repeated itself: all the incoming bullets were blocked by an invisible barrier, stopping abruptly in mid-air ten meters away, densely packed and unable to move forward even a fraction of a step.

The ear-piercing gunshots vanished instantly, and the entire arena fell into a deathly silence.

The scene before their eyes completely stunned everyone.

The white-haired Audi stood there, his eyes wide open, forgetting even to breathe.

Henry, the Black man, gaped, his body stiffened, and he was filled with utter shock.

All the black-clad thugs from the second to the fifth floor froze in place, gripping their scorching guns, staring intently at Su Yuyang, who remained calm and unmoved downstairs, their faces filled with disbelief and their eyes brimming with fear.

"My God, what is this thing?"

"My God...this is simply not something a human could do!"

"A devil! He's a devil! Shoot him, or we'll all die!"

Panic-stricken cries rose and fell as the remaining black-clad thugs gritted their teeth and tried to fire back again.

As a result, a strange force struck, and everyone's limbs instantly became numb and stiff, their fingers unable to move, and they didn't even have the strength to raise their hands to pull the trigger. They could only stand there, waiting to be slaughtered.

Su Yuyang remained expressionless and quietly activated his mental power, causing all the bullets suspended in mid-air to vibrate simultaneously and then fall down in unison.

The bullets rained down in dense clusters, like a cold, icy hail of bullets.

After doing all this, Su Yuyang spoke calmly, reminding the two who were still stunned.

"What are you still standing there for? Don't you want revenge?"

A single sentence jolted the white-haired Audi awake, instantly igniting a fire of revenge in his eyes. He grabbed a machine gun and began firing upstairs.

The barrage of firepower swept through, deforming and cracking the corridor railings, and leaving the walls riddled with bullet holes.

Henry also came to his senses completely, put aside all his worries, picked up his gun and started firing.

Since the enemy can't be moved anyway, it's a good opportunity to settle scores for the humiliation we suffered before.

If one burst of bullets wasn't enough, they'd fire another, the two locked in a fierce and exhilarating battle.

"Put-put-put-put—put-put-put-put—"

The gunfire continued for more than ten minutes before gradually stopping, and the building fell completely silent.

The smoke slowly dissipated, and the ground was covered with thick layers of brass shell casings, which rolled away into the distance with a clanging sound.

The white-haired Audi and Henry were completely exhausted, their legs were so numb they could barely stand, and they collapsed to the ground, their arms holding guns aching and stiff, panting heavily.

At this moment, when the two looked at Su Yuyang again, they had no other thoughts in their minds, only awe and fervent worship.

In their eyes, Su Yuyang was like Zeus, the god of ancient Greece, who could decide the overall situation and control life and death with a wave of his hand, and whose majesty was not to be trifled with.

Su Yuyang walked slowly forward and sat down on the broken sofa, which was riddled with bullet holes and stained with blood, his expression calm and composed.

With a casual flick of his sleeve, the corpse of Chitel was swept up by a gust of wind and flew dozens of meters away.

With a loud "boom," it slammed hard against the mottled exterior wall, embedding itself directly into the wall and hanging sprawled out.

After doing all this, Su Yuyang looked up at the two of them and spoke in a calm tone.

"Now that we've avenged ourselves, let's get down to business."

The stench of blood mixed with gunpowder smoke and dust was suffocating, pressing down heavily on the dilapidated hall.

The walls were riddled with craters, and broken bricks and rubble were scattered all over the ground, with countless shell casings covering the surface.

The white-haired Audi's Adam's apple bobbed violently; his back was already soaked in cold sweat.

He stared nervously at the man sitting on the sofa. The man's face was expressionless, and the white-haired Audi couldn't help but tremble slightly when he spoke.

"gentlemen?!!"

Su Yuyang casually leaned against the bullet-riddled sofa, his eyes cold and indifferent, as if he were indifferent to the dilapidated scene before him.

The white-haired Audi knew perfectly well that the unassuming big shot in front of him was the only way out for the Bahrull gang.

If they make even the slightest mistake today, or fail to serve this gentleman properly, they will be completely finished and have no chance of recovery.

The white-haired Audi forcefully suppressed all the panic in his heart, bent down and lowered his head, looking like he was ready to risk everything.

"Sir, I've mobilized all of the gang's core members. I'll definitely give you a satisfactory result within three days."

Su Yuyang slowly raised his eyes to look at him, nodded slightly, and said in a calm voice.

"I need a batch of top-of-the-line large-caliber heavy weaponry, as well as some heavy firepower. Can Bakhlul procure that?"

The white-haired Audi's eyes narrowed instantly, and he subconsciously paused for a moment.

This type of heavy weaponry is under extremely strict control and has very difficult distribution channels, making it far superior to ordinary supplies. It is simply impossible to obtain in a short period of time.

But then he thought about his desperate situation and met Su Yuyang's cold yet oppressive eyes. Without hesitation, he gritted his teeth and agreed.

"Rest assured, sir, we will ensure your 100% satisfaction within four days."

Su Yuyang's expression didn't change much; he simply shook his head slightly, his tone leaving no room for negotiation.

"I'm only giving you half a day."

The moment those words were spoken, the hall fell into an eerie silence.

Henry, the black man next to Audi, suddenly looked up, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Even at the height of the gang's power, with Alpha personally in charge, it was impossible for them to gather such a large quantity of heavy weaponry in a single day; it was simply an impossible task.

But faced with the overwhelming aura emanating from Su Yuyang, the white-haired Audi didn't dare utter a single word of rebuttal.

He had no room to bargain and could only grit his teeth and agree, his attitude extremely respectful.

"I will follow your instructions, sir! All the military supplies will be in place by tomorrow morning, without delaying your business!"

"That's good."

Su Yuyang responded calmly, "I hope our second collaboration will also go smoothly."

The next second, a soft whooshing sound came from beside him, and Su Yuyang's figure flashed, like a black shadow, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The white-haired Audi and Henry froze on the spot, completely dumbfounded, their hearts churning with turbulent emotions.

This wasn't the first time they'd seen such outrageous skills, but every time they witnessed them in person, they were still shocked and felt numb all over, unable to recover for a long time.

The night was so dark that you couldn't see your hand in front of your face; the entire desert was shrouded in the deep darkness.

After leaving the manor, Su Yuyang didn't stop walking; he immediately spotted a black Land Rover SUV speeding away.

He was enveloped in a faint black light, his figure transforming into fleeting black arcs of electricity, perfectly concealed in the darkness.

It was moving at an absurdly high speed, closely following the black Land Rover speeding ahead.

After passing through Dubai's brightly lit downtown area, away from the hustle and bustle, we finally arrived at a cluster of upscale private villas by the sea.

The Land Rover with heavy security drove directly into the yard of a row of townhouses.

The courtyard was guarded by armed guards on three layers inside and out, and was equipped with surveillance cameras and infrared alarms. The security was so tight that outsiders could not get close at all.

In the luxurious living room of the villa, the crystal chandelier shone brightly, yet the atmosphere was oppressively suffocating.

A thug in black rushed in, but before he could even stand still, he heard the middle-aged man at the head of the table slam his fist on the table and roar.

"What did you say? Chitel completely messed things up? All the elite men he brought are gone, not a single one left alive?"

The black-clad thug who delivered the message trembled and quickly lowered his head, only daring to obediently respond, not daring to utter a single unnecessary word.

A seductive figure emerged from the shadows beside them; the red-haired woman was dressed scantily and had a perfect figure.

The woman stepped forward and gently hugged the furious middle-aged man from behind, softly comforting him and trying to calm him down.

"Dad, don't get so angry. If it really comes down to it, we can gather everyone and wipe them out in one fell swoop."

"Shut up! You don't know anything!"

The middle-aged man's face was gloomy. He shoved the red-haired woman away and slammed his hands on the thick French windows. His eyes were red as if they were about to spit fire as he gritted his teeth and cursed.

"Chitel is a complete idiot and a good-for-nothing! I warned him long ago that the cross-border gold trade is extremely risky, so don't act rashly!"

He insisted on forcibly seizing it, and now look what's happened! He's lost most of my elite troops and ruined all my plans!

The red-haired woman stumbled a couple of steps after being pushed, her eyes showing a hint of grievance, and she wanted to say a few more words of advice.

The middle-aged man turned around abruptly, a cold gaze sweeping over him, chilling him to the bone.

That one glance, brimming with murderous intent, terrified the red-haired woman so much that she swallowed all her words, not daring to utter another utterance.

She had no choice but to obediently take the robe next to her, put it on, and sit quietly on the sofa. She picked up the decanter and carefully poured the man a glass of red wine.

The middle-aged man's anger didn't subside at all after drinking the chilled red wine. He reached out and grabbed the red-haired woman's head, venting his frustration indiscriminately.

After a while, his expression softened slightly, and he casually smashed the wine glass on the ground, the sound of shattering glass was very jarring.

The middle-aged man turned to look at the black-clad thugs who kept their heads down and dared not raise them, and gave a cold order.

"Use all the connections within the group, both in the legal and illegal worlds, to conduct a thorough investigation immediately! I need to know who is behind this and opposing me!"

Alpha alone doesn't have that kind of power; besides, I would have put him in jail long ago!

The black-clad rioters kept their heads down the entire time, ignoring the chaotic scene in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Suppressing his discomfort, he quickly bowed and agreed to the order, then quietly withdrew and began searching for people that very night.

The middle-aged man stared coldly at the pitch-black night outside the window, his tone sinister.

"Remember, those contraband cargo ships at sea will be docked in the next few days. Everyone better behave yourselves and don't cause any trouble outside. Don't alarm the imperial court. If it attracts a thorough investigation, it will ruin my plans."

After saying that, he casually tossed aside the red-haired woman beside him, as if she were a useless rag.

His eyes instantly turned sinister and ruthless as he stared at the myriad lights of downtown Dubai, his heart brimming with ambition, and he secretly made a vow.

"It won't be long before I clear away all obstacles, and the whole of Dubai will be mine sooner or later!"

Outside the manor, under a tree just across the street, Su Yuyang heard every conversation and sound inside the house clearly, yet his face remained completely expressionless.

He had no interest in gang infighting, turf wars, or scheming against each other, and he couldn't be bothered to help Audi deal with his rivals.

He only asked one thing: that no one cause trouble and delay Audi from gathering the weapons on time, so as not to disrupt his plans.

Having determined that the other party would not take action against Audi for the time being, Su Yuyang turned and left the seaside villa area, checking directly into the Armani Hotel in Dubai.

The open-air observation deck on the eleventh floor offers a fantastic view, allowing you to see the entire night view of Dubai, including traffic, skyscrapers, and the sea.

But he didn't care at all, and went straight to lie down in the heated outdoor pool to relax.

He casually swam with one hand, then opened his work email on his phone with the other, looking down at a pile of job applications.

Even while abroad, Su Yuyang did not forget that he needed to prioritize his immediate task: quickly assembling a domestic game development team and successfully launching his new self-developed project.

He skimmed through the resumes, quickly selecting suitable candidates.

He served as the chief producer, a role he personally took on, overseeing the entire project's pace and core direction.

The next crucial step is to finalize the selection of a technically proficient and experienced lead programmer, as well as a lead artist with a keen eye for aesthetics, to establish the core framework of the team.

With over 300,000 job applications piling up in the backend, Su Yuyang quickly filtered them out based on his intuition and finalized 30 core backup candidates, just enough to assemble the entire R&D team for the initial stage of the project.

Once the candidates were selected, he immediately sent them interview emails one by one. He covered all their round-trip first-class airfare and hotel accommodations, and booked luxury suites at the Armani Hotel. He was just waiting for them to come to Dubai for their interviews.

……

At 3 a.m. in Tianfu District, Zhejiang Province, the night was so dark it was almost impenetrable.

Wang Pingxin walked out of the brightly lit Internet Industry Park building alone, his steps heavy. He looked up at the cool night sky, feeling utterly exhausted. He sighed deeply, his heart filled with helplessness and melancholy.

A major new game that took several years and billions of dollars to develop was ultimately announced to have completely collapsed, with its operation declared a failure.

He entered the game industry in 2008 and worked his way up from the front lines, handling hit games such as "King of Blades" and "Legend of Mir 2". He finally made it to the position of core producer.

Just when he thought he had full control over his self-developed masterpiece, "Four-Character World".

Who could have imagined that the game would fail to adapt to the local market after its launch, with its data plummeting dramatically and years of hard work going down the drain?

Looking back at the initial promotion of the project, it was praised across the internet, with press releases flying everywhere, all praising its high quality, its popularity exceeding 100 million, and its potential to become a blockbuster.

Now that the hype has died down, all that's left is a mess.

In order to stabilize the situation and give the investors an explanation, the company's senior management had to find a key person in charge to take the blame and stop the losses.

As a top-tier producer, he naturally became the most suitable scapegoat, without any room for negotiation.

Wang Pingxin stopped and looked back one last time at the brightly lit Tianhe Industrial Park behind him, a place that held more than a decade of his youth and hard work.

At that moment, his eyes were filled with reluctance and melancholy.

Tonight is Wang Pingxin's last night on duty here. He will resign at dawn and leave with dignity.

Just as he was feeling down, his phone suddenly lit up with an interview email.

Wang Pingxin clicked on it and saw only a few lines of text:

[We have received your resume. The interview location is Dubai..]

He frowned instantly, his feelings a mix of disappointment and relief.

After carefully reading through all the content, I was filled with doubts and muttered to myself.

"Going to Dubai for a job interview? All-inclusive airfare and hotel? These days, reliable jobs don't require cross-border interviews. Isn't this just a new type of scam?"

Furthermore, the situation in the Middle East is chaotic and the risks are too high; that's definitely a scam.

With a host of concerns, Wang Pingxin simply closed the email and gave up the interview opportunity.

Cross-border job hunting is unreliable to begin with, so he had no interest in going and was too lazy to ask Lao Ji to verify the authenticity of the offer, so he simply gave up.

At the same time, many other candidates also received similar offer emails. Most of them shared the same concerns as Wang Pingxin, and directly rejected or ignored the emails.

Of the thirty core candidates, only a handful were bold and had few concerns, and they replied that they were willing to come to Dubai for an interview.

In the end, Su Yuyang booked hotels and plane tickets for them.

......

One morning, in the wasteland world, in the lobby of a vault.

Looking at the mountain of supplies piled up in front of them, Lin Xuanzhi, Zhao Xinyan, and Jiang Xiaochen looked at each other, all at a loss, not knowing what to do.

There were too many supplies, and carrying them on the road was too heavy and inconvenient.

It would be a waste to just throw them away, as they are all rare and valuable items in the apocalypse, making it a difficult decision.

As the three were whispering and at a loss, footsteps came from the stairs behind them, and they knew immediately that Su Yuyang had arrived.

Zhao Xinyan was observant and noticed that Lin Xuanzhi was in a bad mood and seemed listless, so she took the initiative to step forward, bowed, and asked respectfully.

"Sir, with so many supplies, how should we handle and store them?"

Su Yuyang slowly walked into the hall and casually said.

"Just take them all, what's there to worry about?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he activated the system's virtual warehouse with a thought.

The next second, all the supplies piled up in front of them, as well as the heavy statue in the middle of the hall, all vanished into thin air.

They had witnessed Su Yuyang's ability to collect things out of thin air a few days ago and were already in awe of him, but seeing so many supplies disappear without a trace still shocked them.

The three of them were stunned, and their awe of Su Yuyang grew even stronger. They couldn't fathom the true extent of this man's strength.

"Alright, if there's nothing else, let's set off."

Su Yuyang's expression remained unchanged as he calmly looked at the three of them. Suddenly, he had an idea and casually asked a question.

"By the way, which of you three can drive?"

He certainly wouldn't drive himself; that would be beneath him.

But as soon as he finished speaking, the hall fell silent.

The three of them looked at each other, shook their heads, and looked completely bewildered; none of them knew the answer.

After a moment of silence and stalemate, Zhao Xinyan, who had grown a little bolder, stepped forward first and cautiously asked.

"Sir, the vehicle you're referring to... is it one of those gasoline-powered vehicles used by people in the old days before the Great Cataclysm?"

Su Yuyang looked up at Zhao Xinyan's reserved and cautious demeanor, then glanced at the curiosity in the eyes of the other two. He shook his head helplessly and sighed softly.

"Never mind, never mind."

Too lazy to waste any more words, he turned around and strode out of the shelter building.

The three quickly composed themselves and hurried after him, walking all the way to the rusty, dilapidated iron gate.

Looking up, everyone froze instantly, even their breathing became softer, completely stunned by the scene before them.

Outside the iron gate, a luxury car was parked quietly.

The three of them stared in disbelief, their eyes wide with shock, completely mesmerized.

In the post-apocalyptic world, resources were scarce, and even a intact piece of iron was hard to find. This brand-new, top-of-the-line luxury car was completely beyond their comprehension.

"What are you standing there for? Get in the car now."

Su Yuyang had already opened the car door and sat in the driver's seat, one hand on the steering wheel, and urged him in a calm tone.

This modified Rolls-Royce Cullinan was a custom-made vehicle that the white-haired Audi rushed to prepare overnight.

The entire vehicle features thickened bulletproof glass, high-strength armor embedded in the chassis, explosion-proof and impact-resistant properties, powerful horsepower, and top-notch off-road performance, making it a truly top-of-the-line rugged luxury vehicle.

The three of them snapped out of their daze, exchanged glances, their eyes brimming with undisguised joy, and quickly stepped forward, bending down one by one to get into the car.

Jiang Xiaochen and Zhao Xinyan are both gifted individuals who have awakened their talents. In the past, they relied on their own strength to run as fast as they could to travel, which was tiring and consumed a lot of their source energy.

Having such a spacious and comfortable luxury car to drive in is a wonderful thing for them, and their expressions instantly relaxed.

The car door closed, shutting out the gray-yellow smog outside.

Without wasting a moment, Su Yuyang slammed on the gas pedal, and the engine roared loudly. The car shot forward like an arrow, heading straight for the dense ruins and rubble without slowing down at all.

"Ah! Sir! Watch out!"

As the car headed straight into the thick, rubble-covered wall, about to crash into it, Lin Xuanzhi's face turned pale instantly. Her heart tightened with fear, and she instinctively screamed, gripping the armrests of the seat tightly with both hands, panicking terribly.

Zhao Xinyan was about to speak up to remind or dissuade him, but when she caught a glimpse of Su Yuyang's calm and composed profile, she immediately swallowed back the words she was about to say, obediently sat down, and quietly watched what would happen next.

Jiang Xiaochen, standing beside him, also held his breath, staring intently ahead, filled with doubt.

I don't understand why Su Yuyang insisted on driving into the ruins and obstacles.

The next second, a scene that subverted everyone's understanding appeared, completely refreshing the three people's worldview.

Just as the front of the car was about to crash into the wall, the messy ruins, rubble, and broken tiles in front of it all seemed to be pulled apart automatically by an invisible force.

There is a wide and flat road in the middle, enough for a car to drive through steadily.

The Rolls-Royce Cullinan drove smoothly without any bumps or knocks, and didn't hit any bricks or stones.

Everyone inside the vehicle could see clearly that all the rubble, broken walls, and skeletons that the wheels passed over moved aside on their own, as if an invisible hand had quietly swept away all obstacles on the road, making the entire journey smooth and unobstructed.

The three of them turned their heads in unison, their gazes all falling on Su Yuyang, who sat calmly in the driver's seat, their eyes filled with growing awe.

They were now convinced that this person's strength was unfathomable, far greater than they had imagined.

No one knew that Su Yuyang was secretly complaining to himself.

If I had known that the system's protective shield could be used to easily control objects over a large area with telekinesis, and to move building ruins out of thin air to clear a path, I would have just had Audi send a Model S Plaid.

No need to hold the steering wheel yourself, freeing your hands the whole way, making the journey much more relaxed, why bother driving yourself and getting tired.

I've made up my mind that I'll switch to a Model S Plaid later.

The car sped along, quickly covering dozens of miles of open fields. Behind it, ruins and rubble shifted and collapsed with a roar, raising clouds of yellow sand that filled the sky.

Su Yuyang seized the opportunity, gently stepped on the brake, and the car came to a steady stop. He then smoothly pushed open the door and got out of the car.

The three people in the car were still in shock from the bizarre scene they had just witnessed, and they stared blankly back at their backs.

The dense ruins we had just passed were slowly converging and piling up towards the center, billowing smoke and dust that completely obscured the hazy road we had come from, creating a truly shocking scene.

"Alright, let's rest here for a while."

Su Yuyang got out of the car first, turned to look at the three people who got out of the car one after another, and gave them a brief instruction.

After saying that, he pointed to the Rolls-Royce Cullinan in front of him and added a sentence.

"You three, learn properly and figure out how to drive."

The three of them immediately understood and bowed in agreement.

Lin Xuanzhi, quick-witted, stepped forward first to respectfully ask for instructions.

"Sir, could you please let me try it once?"

"Go."

Su Yuyang nodded slightly in agreement, then turned to Jiang Xiaochen and Zhao Xinyan to assign tasks.

"There's been some unusual activity on the left side of the street. You two go investigate. If it's someone from the Ash Earth Camp, just let them pass."

Of the three, only Jiang Xiaochen and Zhao Xinyan have awakened their special abilities, enabling them to cope with unexpected dangers.

Without the slightest hesitation, Jiang Xiaochen clasped his hands in a fist and bowed, readily accepting the order and turning to rush towards the dilapidated street on the left.

This place is very close to the location where Jiang Xiaochen was ambushed and encountered danger.

If he were alone normally, he would definitely be intimidated and wouldn't dare to approach.

But now that Su Yuyang, this mysterious figure, is backing him up, he is full of confidence and acts with extraordinary courage.

Zhao Xinyan, standing behind him, frowned deeply, her face full of worry. She quickly caught up with him and whispered a reminder in a low voice.

"Xiaochen, your old injuries haven't fully healed yet. Isn't it too hasty for the adults to send us out to investigate now?"

Jiang Xiaochen didn't stop walking, nor did he turn his head. He lowered his voice and reminded him.

"The adults are thoughtful and have their own plans. We just need to listen and do what they say."

We are all under your command now. Even if we lose our lives this time, it's just to repay you. Don't think too much about it.

After hearing this, Zhao Xinyan stopped trying to dissuade him and could only suppress her concerns and quickly follow.

I just couldn't understand why they would leave the shelter and head north instead.

If they were to encounter a high-level talent from the Ash Earth Camp, could the four of them really defeat them?

Will they be able to escape safely?