Global End, I Awaken the Unique Rank Speedrun Dungeon

Although Zhuang Yu later grew up to become the seventy-fourth God of War in China.

He also serves as the deputy city lord of Dawn City, one of the ten surviving human cities in China.

He is hailed as the "War God of Flames," the "Heavenly General," and the sharpest "Dawn's Light" of the Great Wall of Wish Power.

But he lost too much on his path to becoming stronger.

Until his last battle, he was betrayed by traitors within the human race and became a pawn to be manipulated at will.

"Within the entire human race, only that one unique 'Forbidden Law' sequence could make me lose control of my sequence abilities in an instant."

"I have never had any dealings with him, let alone any grudges between us. I'm afraid he has long been colluding with foreign tribes."

"The number of human war gods who died in that battle was probably beyond imagination."

Zhuang Yu looked at herself in the mirror, as if reminiscing.

If I remember correctly, Kleiner, the unique holder of the "Forbidden Law" sequence, was an early human war god who rose to power in the Americas.

Being so far away from China, killing them in a short time would be impossible.

We still need to get through the early stages of the apocalypse first.

If you can't even survive the initial dungeon, you won't be able to kill Kleiner, let alone protect the people important to you.

......

Zhuang Yu searched the bathroom thoroughly, frowning as his gaze lingered on different spots.

First, there's the mirror on the sink.

After the mirror is broken, the broken pieces can be used to make knives, or they can be taped to sticks to make long guns.

The downside is that it's hard to hide and easy to be discovered, and there aren't enough tools available here, so if you don't operate it properly, you might cut yourself in the opposite direction.

After eliminating this option, there aren't many other ideas left to consider.

After a moment of contemplation, Zhuang Yu picked up the mop from the bucket.

The mop handle is made of wood. Zhuang Yu found the right angle and stepped on the handle with the downward-sloping pressure point.

Click!

The joint between the wooden pole and the mop head is split in two, and the broken surface is intentionally bent into sharp, protruding splinters.

Zhuang Yu then adjusted the angle, placed the wooden pole on the ground, and folded it flat about half a meter away from the splinter.

Repeat the process to fold the other end to create a splinter and a relatively flat side.

In this way, he obtained two wooden sticks that were about half a meter long.

One end of the stick has sharp wooden splinters, while the other end is relatively flat and easy to grip.

After cleaning up the debris on the ground to ensure that no one would notice anything amiss for a while, Zhuang Yu put away the wooden stick and hid it in a secluded corner, planning to come back and retrieve it when the apocalypse came.

Pushing open the bathroom door, Zhuang Yu walked out calmly under the watchful eyes of the few people standing outside.

"Soon, in just over ten minutes, the world will go completely mad!"

Beneath Zhuang Yu's calm exterior, his fingers were clenched tightly, his nails digging into his flesh.

The teeth trembled, constantly colliding and rubbing against each other, and even the muscles throughout the body seemed to be leaping with excitement.

"In my previous life, during the initial instance, I was severely injured by the evil spirit while trying to save the lives of everyone in the carriage."

"But when I was receiving God's blessing, I was targeted by a villain who stole my opportunity to receive the blessing. Apart from a very few individuals who spoke up for me, the rest of them watched coldly."

"This time, I will not stand up again."

The image of the old man sitting in front of him flashed through his mind. Without his intervention, would the other party have survived the first stage?

at the same time.

Not long after Zhuang Yu went to the restroom.

The train arrives at the station.

Cheng Qingxue packed her backpack and was about to get her suitcase when she was blocked by the old man who had adjusted his seat to its lowest position.

Her suitcase was quite large, making it difficult to carry, and with the front seats compressing the space, she couldn't even stand up straight.

"Hello, I'm getting my suitcase. Could you please fold up the chair?"

The old man squinted, glanced at Cheng Qingxue standing to his side, looked at the pretty girl in front of him, and snorted softly.

He leisurely changed his lying position and did not respond.

He took off his shoes and socks and stomped his sweaty feet on the back of the chair in front of him a few times before continuing to sleep comfortably.

Cheng Qingxue pursed her lips, swallowing back the words she wanted to say, and pushed up her glasses with her right hand.

She could tell that the old man wasn't going to move aside.

I guess he held a grudge against me for helping that person out of a predicament before.

After entering the carriage, the old man kept calling for the train attendants, wanting to receive free meals.

Then, disregarding other passengers, he took off his shoes, dug between his toes in public, and put his feet on the handrail in front of him.

He actually bought a standing ticket. The person who bought that seat came by, but was deliberately driven away by that person.

The person next to me was only drawing the curtains and making a little noise, and was then maliciously harassed.

"What a scoundrel," Cheng Qingxue thought to herself.

However, not wanting to cause any more trouble, she had no choice but to bend down to get her suitcase.

The old man, lying on the chair, smirked and deliberately reached out to touch Cheng Qingxue when she picked up her suitcase, taking the opportunity to take advantage of her.

However, Cheng Qingxue was always aware of the distance below, and the old man's sudden action caught her off guard, causing her to instinctively dodge.

"what!"

She took a step back, but forgot that there was no room to hide behind her. Her knee hit the seat, and she fell down onto Zhuang Yu's seat.

The old man wasn't so lucky. Cheng Qingxue let go, and the huge suitcase slammed heavily into his face.

"Ouch!" the old man cried out, and everyone around him turned to look at him.

Pushing open the suitcase, everyone saw that the old man's nose was bleeding profusely.

"How could you hold that! Don't you have hands?! You can't even hold something this small!"

"Ouch! That hurts like hell!" The old man clutched his nose. "My nose is definitely broken! Don't leave! Take me to the hospital and pay me back!"

Cheng Qingxue's face turned deathly pale. She said, "It was clearly you who suddenly reached out, that's why I..."

The old man pointed at Cheng Qingxue's nose and scolded, "What did I do? You little girl, you're so young and you're already making mistakes. You keep making excuses and trying to justify yourself. You're not trying to say that I took advantage of you, are you?"

"Are you kidding me? At my age, would I do something like that?"

"Which school do you go to? I need to find your teacher and have the school expel you!"

People around were talking about it. Most of them didn't know the whole story, but they felt that the old man was speaking with great confidence.

It doesn't sound like he's lying.

The crowd's gazes were complex and varied, and Cheng Qingxue, who was not good at socializing, was immediately at a loss for what to do in this situation.

She tried to reason with him, but the old man shouted and yelled, deliberately trying to confuse her and drown out her voice.

Cheng Qingxue felt that most people believed the old man's story and were pointing and gossiping about her.

Her eyes gradually welled up with tears, and she tried to force them back, sobbing, "No, I was just taking the suitcase. He was trying to take advantage of me."

Before she could finish speaking, the old man stormed towards her.

"What are you doing!"

Amidst the gasps, the old man grabbed Cheng Qingxue's hair. As she struggled, her neatly styled hair cascaded down like a waterfall, but the old man held on even tighter.

"You little girl, you're spouting nonsense, turning white into black!"

"I don't care what you say, you broke my nose, you have to pay for it!"