Ascension Through Modified Breathing: A Post-Apocalyptic Saga

A single cheat.

It brought Hu Qi to this strange, yet familiar world.

Slowly, he discovered the differences beneath the surface prosperity of this realm.

The glass curtain walls of skyscrapers lay shattered, reflecting dim sunlight like broken dreams. The streets were piled with ruins, the skeletons of steel and concrete twisted, abruptly reaching towards the sky.

Hu Qi's burly figure stood tall, his long black hair swaying without a breeze. A thick, black-scaled arm withdrew from the body of a monster. On the ground beside him lay numerous grotesque, massive corpses.

Suddenly.

He sensed something.

He looked up.

His blood-red eyes seemed capable of piercing the barrier between reality and the spirit world. He saw powerful beings within, like gods.

A smile spread across his lips, forming a savage arc. He whispered to himself, "What fresh ingredients!"