Those who reincarnate must die.

Iron City immediately launched an investigation and ultimately confirmed that more than two thousand people may have been infected by the Ugly Clan's soul. {What? You don't know yet? | Read COM, read error-free chapters | Go Google it now!}

In a city of 200,000 people, a full 1% of the population has been infected. This is only because the Iron City's intranet transmission speed is insufficient; otherwise, the impact would have been much wider.

Next, we will screen these two thousand-plus people.

After paying a considerable price, Matsumoto Fumino's evil spirit was finally extracted, but it will need some time to recover before it can continue working. Fortunately, the Eighth Altar also has two people with soul-related abilities. Although their screening accuracy is not as good as Matsumoto Fumino's evil spirit, it is still somewhat effective.

Simply put, what they didn't screen out might still have problems, but what they screened out definitely had problems.

So, Zhang Lang kept a close eye on the screening operation, killing each person he found. He would wait for a false alarm indicating that the number of people killed had reached thirty-six before declaring that the operation was complete.

During this time, Matsumoto Fumino worked hard to restore the evil spirits, while the others researched methods of identification.

Because of the premature demise of the Mechanical Empire, the main questline was skipped several steps. Originally, the altar's plan for the Shen Clan was to fight against the Mechanical Empire while simultaneously occupying mechanical cities and facilities to consolidate human power.

Now, let alone fighting back, Zhang Lang has directly wiped out the Mechanical Empire, exceeding expectations in this part of the mission. However, the other part, occupying facilities, is stuck.

Because the destruction was so thorough, all the electronic equipment had been damaged by Zhang Lang. Iron City did have replacement parts available; a repair team could quickly assemble enough equipment to complete the mission using the remaining components. However, Zhang Lang wasn't in a hurry to repair it. He used this step to stall the mission, giving him ample time to identify the last member of the Ugly Clan.

Finally, after more than half a month and killing more than 600 infected individuals, the Void finally gave a notification that the kill was successful.

With that, all the troubles in this world have been resolved. Now, all that's left is for the human repair team to complete the capture of the nearest base and finish the main quest, after which they can return.

Although humans are still few in number in this world, without the oppression of the Mechanical Empire, they can return to the earth and quickly revive civilization, greatly increasing the world's sense of belonging.

It seems we managed to hold on this time, at least for now...

Sitting on a hillside near the mechanical ruins, watching the maintenance workers busily working in the ruins, Zhang Lang felt a little better.

I'll be back in a few days... and this mission was quite fruitful. After the score is tallied, my wish should be fulfilled soon...

Just as Zhang Lang was enjoying a rare moment of peace, a message suddenly came from the badge.

Zhang Lang took it out and saw that the sender was... Wang Defa?

How could that be? Zhang Lang frowned. Wang Defa wasn't in this world, so how could he contact him through the badge?

However, considering that Wang Defa is the only shrewd merchant in the altar, with countless strange and unusual items in his possession, it's hard to say that he might have some kind of cross-world communication tool... But no matter how much time has passed in the mission world, the main world is at most an hour. The time flow is different. If Wang Defa was able to send a message, does that mean he has also entered the mission?

Out of curiosity, I clicked on the message and found that it contained only two words:

"Help!"

Zhang Lang's eyes widened. What had happened to Wang Defa?

Immediately afterwards, a second message arrived.

"Help!"

Zhang Lang frowned and tried to reply:

"What's wrong?"

A moment later, Wang Defa replied:

"A super battlefield with twenty-five teams. The Shen Clan's strongest forces are basically all here, but they can't stop the alien attacks at all. Zeus is dead! We are about to be completely wiped out! This world will be destroyed! The Shen Clan's control will also collapse!"

Zeus is dead?

Zhang Lang's pupils dilated in shock. As the strongest human in decades, Zeus not only possessed unfathomable strength but also enjoyed unparalleled prestige among the Shen tribe. Zhang Lang believed he was stronger than Zeus, but in terms of status, he was absolutely no match for this number one figure in the Shen tribe.

As long as Zeus is present, the reincarnators of the Shen tribe have a pillar of support, someone to report to and consult on any matters. As an altar elder who has survived two genocides, Zeus's existence is considered a matter of course by the vast majority of Shen tribe heroes!

But now, this person who rightfully deserves to exist is dead?!

Zhang Lang realized that the impact of this event on the Shen Clan was far more than just losing a planar war or the fall of a world... The very foundation of the Shen Clan's altar would be shaken!

"Which world are you in?" Zhang Lang immediately replied, "What can I do for you?"

Wang Defa paused replying, and after about a minute, he sent back a long string of random numbers and letters.

What is this?

Zhang Lang frowned, suspecting that Wang Defa was fleeing for his life and had accidentally touched the badge in the chaos, sending out garbled text.

"What are you looking at?" At this moment, Le Xinyi and Lei Ting walked over. They had nothing to do, so they came with Zhang Lang to check on the progress of the base reconstruction.

Zhang Lang handed the badges to them and explained the situation. The two women were also shocked upon hearing this, and upon taking the badges, they saw Wang Defa's garbled text.

"This doesn't seem to be... gibberish," Yue Xinyi frowned. "I feel like it contains some kind of message, but I can't decipher it yet..."

"It's spatial coordinates." Thunder's eyes flickered. "I'm analyzing it using the computer... It seems to be the coordinates of some spatial location relative to here..."

As he spoke, the armor on Lei Ting's body began to flow and deform, quickly disintegrating and reconstructing a complex computing device. Cheng Siyun appeared within it, her hands moving swiftly as she operated the device, leaving behind a series of afterimages.

Before long, the spatial coordinates were resolved.

"These coordinates are extremely complex and don't exist within this world," Cheng Siyun said, looking at Zhang Lang. "They involve cross-world directional guidance..."

"It must be pointing to the world where Wang Defa resides." Zhang Lang understood the implication: "But I don't understand it. Could you explain it to me?"

Zhang Lang's sudden burst of energy unlocked the ability to traverse space. Wang Defa must have been informed of this, sending coordinates in the hopes that Zhang Lang would come to the rescue. If Zhang Lang's mind can comprehend the meaning of these coordinates and visualize the specific location, theoretically he could reach the target world directly by tearing through space.

The problem is that cross-world orientation is not a simple matter of three-dimensional coordinates. Knowing the lengths of the X, Y, and Z axes is not enough to pinpoint the target point. It involves extremely complex calculations that are beyond the comprehension of the average human brain.

However, Zhang Lang is different. Although he lacks relevant knowledge, his full water attribute makes his comprehension far beyond that of ordinary people!

Cheng Siyun quickly explained the meaning of these numbers and the related calculation methods to Zhang Lang. Looking at the seemingly random numbers, Zhang Lang began to contemplate the vast and ethereal world in his mind…