I'm Back

[Read], Reading complete.

Looking at the information returned by [Load Save], Lu Bai didn't rush to explore the function of the [View] System Authority. Instead, he turned his gaze to the Old Ancestor Blood River beside him.

During the time that the powerful demonic cultivator had been reading from Lu Bai, he remained slumped on the ground, as if his Dao heart had been shattered, and made no further moves to resist.

Even if Old Ancestor Blood River puts up a fierce resistance, he still won't be able to pose a threat to Lu Bai, but it would definitely be better if things were easier.

Lu Bai casually conjured up an ability, completely acquiring the memories of the Old Ancestor Blood River.

This memory indicates that Old Ancestor Blood River, the guy who was used by the Deathmatch System, really didn't know how to find the Deathmatch System; he was simply chosen by it without any warning.

There was no need to continue the interrogation, so Lu Bai walked past the Old Ancestor Blood River.

"Be a good person in your next life."

Before he could finish speaking, the Old Ancestor Blood River's body was instantly torn apart, an indescribable force utterly crushing him into dust.

Throughout this process, Lu Bai did not look back even once.

Compared to the Old Ancestor Blood River who embodies the will of the Deathmatch System, the Deathmatch System itself is more worthy of his attention.

"[Load Save], [Restore], [Disable], [Edit], [View]..."

Lu Bai recited the names of the various System Authority he possessed, his eyes fixed on the distance, his pupils so deep it seemed as if the entire world lay before him.

He was certain that the Deathmatch System had no physical form, and might not even exist on Earth.

It's worth mentioning that when he possessed four black-level abilities, he was already able to vaguely sense the existence of the Deathmatch System.

After subsequently gaining access to [views], this feeling became even clearer and more intuitive.

Lu Bai loosely clenched his right hand, as if conversing with the Deathmatch System: "At this point, are you still going to hide?"

It has no physical form, it does not exist, which also means it is omnipresent.

Therefore, Lu Bai was certain that the Deathmatch System would know what he said.

He sighed softly, "It won't look good if I find out who you are."

However, after he finished speaking, nothing in front of him changed.

It's clear that the Deathmatch System is determined to hide.

Lu Bai crossed his arms and shook his head with a hint of regret.

In fact, he had already made his move when he shook his head, but on the surface it didn't appear to happen.

If another person with [load] privileges were standing nearby, they would see four black dots appear above his head and spread outwards, surrounding him.

A subtle yet profoundly present strange fluctuation emanated from his location.

Like a radar, it rapidly scans the entire planet, leaving no gaps.

After a few breaths, Lu Bai smiled.

"Found you."

Rumble~

The solid iron gate was violently lifted, and a large amount of rust fell off with a rustling sound.

This is the exit of a civil defense project located in a valley.

It also serves as the entrance to Shelter No. 3.

As can be seen from the shelter's sequence, this shelter has a larger population than Shelter No. 9, where Lu Bai is located, and naturally, there are more suicide fighters among them.

After receiving the wide-area radio signal from the City Council, the City Council of Shelter No. 3 quickly began to study and discuss the matter, and finally decided to send out an elite team composed entirely of deathmatchers to scout the situation on the ground.

Shortly after the solid iron gate was lifted, dozens of figures darted out from the exit, forming a cordon in the blink of an eye.

The positioning of the teammates was carefully planned to ensure that no matter which direction a problem occurred, three to four team members could provide immediate assistance.

One of the fighters responsible for guarding the exit had just pressed his earpiece to report the conclusion that the exit was safe when he suddenly froze, instinctively uttering a few curse words.

"Holy crap, what the hell is going on?"

The wide-area radio waves emitted from Shelter No. 9 were merely a signal to launch a counterattack, and naturally could not contain much information.

These advance troops actually had no idea what was happening on the ground.

Therefore, when these deathmatch fighters saw countless lightning bolts frozen in the dark sky, some of them thought they were seeing things and couldn't help but rub their eyes.

A steady stream of deathmatchers emerged from the rusty solid iron gate. One of them, who appeared to be the leader, frowned and said, "Contact Shelter No. 9 immediately and request a synchronized intelligence report."

Of the top ten shelters, the third and ninth are closest to each other, but they are still nearly a thousand kilometers apart as the crow flies.

There is a slightly higher level of trust between the two shelters, but it is still only slightly higher.

Upon emerging into this apocalyptic scene, it's hard not to suspect something is amiss.

It could be due to insufficient administrative efficiency, or perhaps there are other underlying motives.

In short, regardless of the reasons, most shelters were actually quite quiet.

Of the top ten vaults, only Vault 1 and Vault 3 actually responded to the signal.

Both shelters, without prior agreement, chose to first send out advance teams composed of death row insurgents to scout out the situation on the ground.

However, compared to Shelter No. 3, which is located deep in the mountains, the exit of Shelter No. 1 is not so safe.

As soon as the heavy, closed iron gate was pushed open a crack, a large amount of seawater rushed in. The advance troops in front of the gate were caught off guard, and few of them could stand firm.

The high water pressure made the impact of the water flow extremely exaggerated, directly causing the joints of the heavy iron door to creak loudly.

Fortunately, this is the top-tier shelter, and with its massive population, the quality of the deathmatch fighters is also the highest.

Although unexpected events occurred, once things stabilized, they all implemented countermeasures.

Some fighters used their powerful psychic abilities to push the floodwaters back, while others used their strength to completely open the heavy iron gate.

"Something's wrong. What's happening outside? Have the Mona people already attacked?"

The middle-aged man wearing a headset had a serious expression.

The location of the shelter was obviously not near the sea. When Shelter No. 1 was built, its exit was hundreds of miles away from the sea.

But now it looks like the exit is even located underwater.

"Teams three and four, conduct reconnaissance and maintain open communication."

You're back after all.

This line of text suddenly appeared in front of Lu Bai's retina.

Without a doubt, this is the will of the Deathmatch System.

Incidentally, he remained in the same spot, but when he scanned the Deathmatch System, the Deathmatch System also sensed it.

Knowing it could no longer be hidden, the Deathmatch System finally decided to "reveal itself."

However, this passage left Lu Bai somewhat puzzled.

"I'm back?"