[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-lord-of-all-heavens-from-a-wasteland-farm-to-a-d":3,"chapter-lord-of-all-heavens-from-a-wasteland-farm-to-a-d-lord-of-all-heavens-from-a-wasteland-farm-to-a-d-chapter-77":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Lord of All Heavens: From a Wasteland Farm to a Divine Court of Myriad Worlds",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2344270,4582,"Chapter 77: The Low Fever of the Mark, the Enigma of the Star Map, and the Thorns","lord-of-all-heavens-from-a-wasteland-farm-to-a-d-chapter-77",77,"\u003Cp>By the fissure in the earth vein, orange-red flames danced, casting light on Lin Mo’s suddenly grim face. The hot, strange pulsing on his arm felt like charcoal buried in flesh, each throb tugging at his nerves. The warning pulse from the Sanctuary Core, though faint, pierced the brief peace of homecoming like a cold needle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Boss? What’s wrong?” Wrench stared at Lin Mo’s pale face and clenched right arm, his tiny green eyes filled with worry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Copperbeard’s mechanical eye flashed blue, instantly locking onto Lin Mo’s right arm: “Lord? You’re injured?” He stepped forward, instinctively gripping his forge hammer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Mo took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the abnormality in his arm and the churning cold in his chest. Can’t panic now! He slowly unclenched his fist, shook his head, and kept his voice steady: “It’s nothing. The Sanctuary Core just sent a warning—the Rotclaw Mark is unstable, possibly stirred by distant annihilation waves. The Anchor of Order still holds.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He avoided mentioning the living, pulsing sensation. His gaze shifted to Wrench: “Continue analyzing the star map coordinates, but lower their priority. Our immediate focus is repairing the barrier, restoring combat readiness, and treating Ali’s wound.” He looked toward the medical tent, where Ali, under Xiang Lingna’s care, had fallen into unconsciousness—her face still pale, the purple mist beneath the bandages on her left arm coiling like a hidden serpent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Got it!” Wrench nodded instantly, grabbing his probe case and sprinting to his workstation, muttering to himself again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Copperbeard frowned deeply, glancing between Lin Mo’s arm and the sleeping Ali, then let out a heavy sigh: “This damn claw thing just won’t die! Lingna’s green juice can only temporarily stabilize Ali’s wound—it won’t cure it. As for the barrier…” He pointed to the outer wall, covered in Thornsteel, where deep craters left by the withered beasts and crystal cannons had been patched. New armor plates glimmered coldly in the firelight. “The outer armor’s mostly repaired. I’ve reforged the energy shield core using the earth vein furnace—stronger than before. But without the Order Crystal Plate, the ‘Hive’ system’s power is way down.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Use a Thornsteel energy core. It’s enough.” Lin Mo walked to the barrier, running his hand over the cold, faintly blue-green glowing armor plate. Beneath his fingertips, he felt resilient texture and contained energy pulses. Copperbeard’s craftsmanship was truly masterful—he’d pushed Thornsteel’s performance to its limit despite scarce resources.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked up toward the barrier’s height. Xiang Lingna’s pale golden vines had climbed most of the surface, their leaves emitting faint purification glimmers in the dim light, blending with Thornsteel’s glow to form a thin field of vitality. At the barrier’s peak, several hive-shaped cannons forged from Thornsteel were already installed; though their cores were merely glowing orange Thornsteel ingots, the dark muzzle openings radiated a chilling aura. A massive, quench-spiked “Iron Thorn” wheel rotated slowly under the heat of the furnace’s waste, emitting a dull hum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Thornheart Barrier, tempered by war, had grown stronger—and more aggressive. Yet Lin Mo’s unease did not lessen. The Rotclaw Mark’s abnormal activity, Ali’s wound, the Sanctuary Core’s weak warning, and Wrench’s discovered star map—all loomed like dark clouds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the following days, the territory entered a tense recovery phase. Copperbeard led the craftsmen to further reinforce the barrier, adding more Thornsteel spikes and physical traps at key positions. Wrench, meanwhile, continued decoding the incomplete star map while tinkering with several old-world data storage blocks recovered from the annihilation coordinates—blocks “baptized” by spatial chaos, barely functional—trying to extract methods to counter the Rotclaw corruption.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiang Lingna practically lived beside the earth vein fissure. She devoted most of her energy to the young branch of the World Tree. Placed beside the jade fragments, she nurtured it daily with her pure jade energy, carefully guiding its green vitality to mend the cracks in the seal. Through her efforts, the branch’s life force seemed to stabilize slightly, its withered leaves unfurling a little. Even more astonishingly, Xiang Lingna found her connection to the territory’s plants had become clearer and deeper. She tried directing the vines—they responded with complex movements like arms, even coiling and crushing weak radiation scorpions that approached the barrier!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ali’s wound, stabilized by Xiang Lingna’s purification bandages and jade energy, showed no further deterioration. But whenever she attempted to channel Lunar Radiance, the purple mist in her left arm surged violently, bringing searing pain and risk of power Shikong . She grew silent, spending most of her time sitting motionless atop the barrier, like a cold statue, her gaze piercing through the ash-gray haze of the wasteland, lost to unknown horizons. Only occasionally, when she glanced at Lin Mo, a flicker of complex concern passed through her icy eyes—she had keenly sensed the unnaturalness in his right arm, which he deliberately concealed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Mo’s condition was equally poor. The burning pulsation in his arm had not faded; instead, it persisted like a low fever, tormenting him over time. He had to expend more mental energy to maintain the Anchor of Order’s suppression, causing his connection to the Thorn Will to grow sluggish. Most of his time was spent seated beside the earth vein fissure—drawing in earth vein energy to recover, while attempting to communicate with the dormant Sanctuary Core, seeking ways to suppress the corruption mark. But his responses were extremely faint.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That evening, Wrench suddenly let out a strange cry, shattering the territory’s silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Boss! Found something! Big find!” He waved a sketch covered in scribbled symbols, scrambling to Lin Mo’s side, his face a mix of excitement and dread: “While decoding that broken slab (old-world storage block), I uncovered a fragment of encrypted research files on the ‘High-Dimensional Corrupt Will Vessel’—that damn Rotclaw thing! Most of it’s destroyed, but it mentioned a possible ‘suppression method’!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Mo’s spirits lifted: “Speak!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We need something called ‘Pure Star Dust’!” Wrench pointed to a glowing nebula pattern on the paper. “It’s said to be a highly purified product of star-realm dust formed under specific stellar storms, containing the most primal forces of order and creation! Used as a medium, combined with strong life energy guidance—like Lingna’s jade energy—it might temporarily ‘freeze’ or ‘isolate’ the corruption, halting its spread!” He paused, his tiny green eyes flicking toward Ali. “It might even help with Big Sister Ali’s wound!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pure Star Dust? Lin Mo immediately recalled the incomplete star map coordinates Wrench had discovered. Could it be…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The coordinates! The star map coordinates Wrench decoded!” Wrench excitedly pointed to another sheet. “One of the anomalous energy points was marked in the old-world files—suspected to have periodic stellar storms! Likely to produce ‘Pure Star Dust’!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The spark of hope had barely ignited when Wrench’s next words doused it in cold water: “But… Boss, when I decoded that data, I triggered a hidden virus trap!” He looked crestfallen. “My ‘Abyss Probe’ firewall barely held it off, but I suspect… the Doctor already knows we’re searching for ‘Pure Star Dust’! Maybe even… knows this coordinate!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Trap within trap! The Doctor’s ghost never leaves!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Mo’s heart sank. Obtaining Pure Star Dust was the only hope to save Ali—and possibly suppress his own mark. But the Doctor would surely lay a deadlier trap there! Go—or not?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as his mind raced—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Woooo—Woooo!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A shrill alarm blared from the barrier’s peak! The lookout nomad warriors shouted in terror: “Attack! From the Withered Forest! The sky… the sky is turning black!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Mo and Wrench snapped their heads up!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The gray sky above the Withered Forest was being swiftly swallowed by a churning, sky-obscuring mass of purple-black “clouds.” It was no true cloud—it was a terrifying swarm of countless tiny, rotting-membrane-winged withered insects! Wherever the swarm passed, light vanished entirely, and the air hissed as if being corroded. At its core, shadowy, bloated figures could be glimpsed—each bearing massive clusters of purple crystal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Rotclaw’s counterattack came faster—and fiercer—than expected! This time, it abandoned ground assault, choosing instead a rain of corruption from above!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“All hands—battle stations!” Lin Mo’s roar echoed through the territory, instantly silencing all hesitation. He drew “Earth Vein Arbiter,” sword pointing skyward. Above the barrier, Thornsteel Hive cannons began charging, orange-red light gathering at their muzzles. The massive Iron Thorn wheel shrieked with metallic friction, its rotation accelerating sharply!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thornheart once again faced a trial of life and death! And the burning pulsation in Lin Mo’s arm, stirred by the swarm’s corrupting pressure, surged violently!\u003C\u002Fp>",1408,"2026-06-21T00:09:53.357Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","f951287ebb2d574ede1ac42be8fcd694ee6bc90d1a321d334f48bae366db3b0c","lord-of-all-heavens-from-a-wasteland-farm-to-a-d-chapter-78","lord-of-all-heavens-from-a-wasteland-farm-to-a-d-chapter-76",247,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Flord-of-all-heavens-from-a-wasteland-farm-to-a-d-cover.jpg"]