The organization I founded has been exposed by the reborn!

The dressing room of the clown's house in the southern suburbs of Yanjing.

"call--"

A cold, eerie wind swept by.

Lu Feng kept his eyes tightly closed, his facial muscles twitching violently, and the veins on his forehead bulging like a dragon.

His mind was filled with the nightmare from several years ago that he still couldn't shake off.

That was a pursuit mission.

A group of ruthless drug traffickers were manufacturing drugs in a border village.

After the incident, these beasts, in an attempt to silence witnesses, actually massacred the entire village.

When Lu Feng's "Falcon Squad" arrived at the scene, what they saw was a bloodbath.

Hatred burned in the eyes of every soldier.

The Falcon Squad relentlessly pursued the enemy for three days and three nights without rest!

Finally, they cornered the scum at the border.

However, these drug traffickers crossed the border fence.

They stood opposite, brazenly provoking the soldiers.

Those hideous, smug faces deeply pierced the souls of everyone.

"Captain, should we give chase?!"

Lu Feng's eyes were bloodshot, and his voice was chillingly cold.

The captain gripped his rifle tightly, his eyes blazing with murderous intent. He gritted his teeth and ordered, "Chase them! We can't let these beasts leave alive! I'll take the blame if anything happens!"

The Falcon Squad crossed the boundary line without hesitation and charged into battle.

However, they underestimated the beauty of their enemy.

The enemy had already laid an ambush, and heavy machine guns instantly surrounded them.

The squad was pinned down at the foot of a hillside, out of ammunition and supplies.

When Lu Feng desperately reconnected to the rear communications and requested fire support.

The rear commander refused to provide support, citing the risk of "unauthorized border crossings potentially triggering serious international disputes," and ordered them to break out on their own.

What a desperate night that was.

To cover Lu Feng's breakout, the captain shielded him from enemy machine gun fire with his body, and his comrades fell one by one into pools of blood.

In the end, he was the only one left alive in the entire squad.

Even more ridiculous.

Afterwards, those fallen comrades not only failed to receive the compensation they deserved, but were also held accountable and punished for "unauthorized border crossing and disregard for discipline."

that moment.

Lu Feng's heart turned completely cold.

From that day on.

Lu Feng, who obeyed orders, is dead.

The one who survived was a thug whose heart was filled with nothing but killing and revenge.

"To hell with discipline..."

Screw the rules!

"Only the knife in your hand holds the truth!!"

"Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!"

boom!

With Lu Feng's hysterical roar from the depths of his heart, the shackles hidden deep in his genes were completely shattered.

[Weapon Master] Awakening Successfully!

The next moment, a dense, almost tangible, scarlet blood energy erupted from his body like a long-suppressed volcano!

The air in the entire dressing room instantly became incredibly thick, filled with a suffocating smell of rust and blood.

As if in response to the birth of this god of death, drawn by this terrifying aura and pure killing intent.

The boning knives, broken steel pipes, and even the sharp shards of glass scattered in the corners of the ruins, abandoned in the previous battle, all seemed to come alive, emitting violent tremors.

"Buzz—"

Hundreds of broken metal and glass fragments, covered with a dazzling blood-red glow, resembled countless unsheathed swords, converging in mid-air into a torrent of steel that swirled and roared wildly around Lu Feng!

The air was sliced ​​apart by the fierce killing intent, producing sharp sonic booms.

It's as if in this realm, every blade of grass and every tree can be transformed into a divine weapon that can cut through iron like mud!

Luo Qingyan stood aside, watching this astonishing power, a hint of admiration flashing in her eyes.

As expected of an A-level ability, the master of weapons.

This is pure, unadulterated killing power.

Awakened beings can perfectly attach their abundant vital energy and materialized killing intent to any object.

In his hands, every blade of grass and every tree could be a weapon, and every falling flower and leaf could kill.

If blood essence is attached to a weapon, it can unleash a multiplied effect of penetration and exorcism.

After a while.

Lu Feng slowly opened his eyes, a hint of bloodthirsty dark red still lingering deep in his pupils. Feeling the unprecedented violent power within him, Lu Feng turned around, his usual arrogance completely gone.

He bowed deeply to Luo Qingyan.

"Director Luo, I am deeply grateful."

Luo Qingyan nodded slightly: "Go outside and familiarize yourself with your abilities. Remember, your blade can only be wielded towards the abyss from now on."

Lu Feng nodded emphatically, turned around and strode away.

……

Inside the dressing room.

Zhao Mingyu.

At this moment, he stood there with his eyes closed, covered in sweat.

However, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't reach the extreme emotions that Luo Qingyan had described.

His life has been incredibly smooth.

Born into a middle-class family, with harmonious parents and a lovely younger sister.

He had a smooth journey to get into a prestigious university, and after graduation, he successfully entered the system and became an outstanding cyber police officer.

They have never experienced life-or-death separations, nor have they suffered betrayal and despair.

A simple and ordinary life is the main theme of his life.

A few minutes later.

Zhao Mingyu opened his eyes listlessly.

"Director Luo... I'm sorry."

He looked at Luo Qingyan, his eyes filled with bitterness and resentment: "I... I can't imagine such a desperate thing. I might... be unable to awaken."

He knew very well that those who had not experienced darkness could not extract power from the abyss.

Luo Qingyan remained silent.

Her gaze fell on the heavy, insulated wooden box at her feet.

Inside the box is a strange object—the Clown Box.

She actually had a contingency plan for Zhao Mingyu's situation.

The Clown Box's ability is to forcibly corrupt the target's mind and create extremely terrifying and desperate hallucinations in their head.

This is the last resort to forcibly break free of mental shackles.

But this process is too dangerous.

Once trapped in the illusion created by the clown box, there is a very high probability that one will suffer a mental breakdown or even commit suicide.

Luo Qingyan looked at the somewhat thin young man in front of her and hesitated.

She didn't know if Zhao Mingyu could withstand this level of mental torture.

"There is a way to help you break through by force."

Luo Qingyan finally spoke, her expression cold as she explained the stakes:

"The core ability of this bizarre object is 'absurd laughter.' It can forcibly corrupt your mind, creating extremely terrifying and desperate hallucinations in your head."

"This is the last resort to break free from mental shackles. But at the same time, it will subject you to torment that is even more terrible than actual death."

Luo Qingyan looked directly into Zhao Mingyu's eyes, her voice devoid of any warmth: "Once you lose yourself in the illusion, your will will collapse. At best, you'll become an idiot; at worst, you'll die on the spot."

"This is a high-stakes gamble, a life-or-death one. Think it through before you answer me: do you want to try?"

After hearing Luo Qingyan's words, Zhao Mingyu was caught in a violent struggle.

Fear, hesitation, and the will to survive were intertwined wildly in his mind.

As an ordinary person, when faced with the risk of becoming an idiot or even dying, retreating is an instinct ingrained in our bones.

He could easily turn around and leave right now, go back to his cozy home, and continue being that carefree young man.

But...and then what?

Involuntarily, Zhao Mingyu's mind was filled with images of his parents' increasingly aged faces and his ten-year-old sister Zhao Shuhui's innocent smile.

Luo Qingyan had clearly told them that three days later, the strange events would fully unfold.

When social order collapses, when bloodthirsty ghosts and monsters roam the streets, what will he use to protect his family?

Can he rely on his own frail, ordinary body?

No.

At that time, he could only watch helplessly as his parents died tragically in front of him, and as his beloved younger sister became food for monsters to chew on!

The feeling of helplessness and despair was far more terrifying to Zhao Mingyu than becoming an idiot.

Thinking of this,

Zhao Mingyu's eyes became more determined than ever before.

"Director Luo, I want to give it a try!"

Luo Qingyan gave the other person a deep look and said no more.

She opened the wooden box and took out the music box carved with a grinning clown.

"Ready?"

Luo Qingyan stretched out her finger and placed it on the pure iron hand crank on the right side of the music box, turning it clockwise.

"Crunch... crunch..."

A sickening metallic scraping sound rang out.

Immediately afterwards, a faint, dry laugh, mixed with a strong static noise, was released from inside the box.

"Giggle...giggle..."

The moment the laughter amplified.

Zhao Mingyu felt as if a steel needle had pierced his brain.

next second.

The ruins in front of us have disappeared.

He returned to a sunny weekend afternoon.

In his large, single-level home, the dining table was laden with his favorite dishes.

The parents were all smiles as they busied themselves with preparations, while the younger sister, Zhao Shuhui, was wearing a birthday hat and making a wish over the cake.

Everything was so real and so beautiful.

At first, Zhao Mingyu retained a sliver of clarity in his subconscious, knowing that it was all an illusion.

But as time went on, under the dual influence of the clown box's spiritual pollution and the comforts of a good life, that sliver of clarity was completely erased.

Zhao Mingyu was completely immersed in this happiness, forgetting the extraordinary and the ruins.

until.

The piercing air raid siren shattered the tranquility of the afternoon.

Screams of agony and the roars of monsters echoed through the streets.

The father pushed open the door to check, but was instantly pounced on by a ghoul covered in rotten flesh, who ripped his throat apart.

"Run! Mingyu, take your sister and run!!"

Those were the last words my father left behind.

Zhao Mingyu's mind went blank. He instinctively grabbed his terrified sister and rushed out the door.

Blood, severed limbs, monsters.

The entire city was transformed into a living hell.

They ran desperately, until they entered a dark, dead-end alley.

During the escape, the younger sister tripped over some debris on the ground and twisted her ankle.

"Brother... I can't run anymore..."

Zhao Shuhui, her face streaked with tears, pushed Zhao Mingyu's hand, saying, "You go... don't worry about me..."

"No! We'll go together!"

With red eyes, Zhao Mingyu wanted to carry his younger sister on his back.

But it was too late.

Two ghouls, dripping with putrid saliva, were closing in on them step by step.

despair.

The utter despair, as if falling into an abyss, gripped Zhao Mingyu's heart tightly.

He could only shield his sister with his own body, listening to the sound of the ghoul's claws tearing through flesh, and hearing his sister's most piercing screams beneath him.

"Aaaaaaah!!!"

In the midst of extreme pain…

Click!

Zhao Mingyu's genetic shackles were forcibly shattered at this moment!

……

In the real world, inside the dressing room.

Zhao Mingyu collapsed to the ground in agony, clutching his head tightly with both hands, letting out a desperate, beast-like howl.

Two streams of bloody tears even flowed from his eyes.

Om-!

next moment,

A mysterious, ancient, and vast extraordinary energy burst forth from his eyes!

A dazzling yet icy azure light instantly pierced the darkness of the dressing room.

Strange phenomena suddenly occur!

In the void above the dressing room, countless illusory dark blue rune lines intertwined and recombine rapidly.

With a majestic roar from a higher dimension, a colossal [Eye of True Vision], several meters in size and entirely composed of pure runes, materialized out of thin air!

The giant eye hung high in the air, radiating a cold, divine light that seemed to pierce through everything.

The moment this giant eye opened.

The psychedelic mist that was originally released by the clown box was like snowflakes meeting the blazing sun. With a series of crackling sounds, the illusory mist was pierced and shredded by this gaze!

The invisible and intangible supernatural magnetic fields and chains of rules in the air, and even every structural flaw in the load-bearing wall of the dressing room, all transformed into clearly visible, translucent streams of light under this azure glow!

A-level ability, [Eye of Insight], successfully awakened!

Looking at the giant, majestic eye of the void hovering above Zhao Mingyu's head, and the psychedelic mist that had been forcibly broken open around him.

A hint of amazement flashed in Luo Qingyan's cool eyes.

"It's a success."

She immediately released the hand crank, stopping the clown box's mental pollution.

"Huff... huff..."

Zhao Mingyu collapsed to the ground, panting heavily, his whole body already soaked in cold sweat.

He slowly opened his eyes.

His normally ordinary black pupils now faintly shimmered with a strange light, as if they could see through all the illusions of the world.

He raised his head, his gaze unconsciously falling on Luo Qingyan in front of him.

"boom!"

That one glance.

Zhao Mingyu's brain suddenly went blank.

In his current "real vision," Luo Qingyan is no longer a beautiful woman in a trench coat.

She was surrounded by an extremely terrifying, almost tangible, ghostly yellow aura!

That power was as vast as an abyss, within which countless vengeful ghosts struggled and emanated an S-level high-dimensional oppressive aura that made one's soul tremble!

"what……"

I only looked at it for a second.

Zhao Mingyu cried out in pain and quickly closed his eyes, which were so sore that tears were about to fall.

"You've just awakened, and your mental strength is still too weak."

Luo Qingyan put away the clown box, her tone calm: "Don't try to spy on targets far beyond your energy level, or you'll go blind."

"Yes... thank you, Director Luo."

Zhao Mingyu wiped away the blood and tears from the corners of his eyes and stood up, supporting himself on the ground.

Although the process was extremely painful, he finally crossed that threshold.

"Let's go."

Luo Qingyan turned and walked outside: "The outside world is about to descend into chaos."