Chapter 251: Round: Five-Star Mission

A sharp, bamboo-whistle-like whistling sound rang out in the air, traveling from afar to near, rapidly rising to a level that pierced the eardrums.

The surrounding air suddenly became oppressive and heavy, as if compressed by an invisible giant hand.

It was just like a pebble falling into a lake, breaking the atmosphere that was already oppressed to the extreme.

With a drum-like boom, it arrived with a roar, and the scorching air swept everywhere.

Large boulders falling from the sky slammed into the ground, rolling through the crowd and leaving behind a path of flesh and blood turned to mud, like a millstone. The diseased, crazed thugs didn't even scream; they were crushed into bloodstains everywhere on the spot.

……

The Force martial artist was closing his eyes, waiting for death, when he suddenly discovered that the movement around him was wrong.

He opened his eyes to see a hellish scene, and subconsciously looked up at the sky—meteorites?

In broad daylight! The large stones crushed hundreds of thugs to death, stopping only when their kinetic energy was exhausted; their surfaces were still steaming and smoking, the result of rapid heating caused by friction with the air at high speeds.

"Another one!"

A voice came from his ear, though he could not tell from which direction.

The Force martial artist's hair stood on end. It wasn't a meteorite; it was thrown by human power. Were there more? He hurriedly rolled over, urgently finding a depression to curl up into.

Successive sounds of air being torn apart reached his ears, and scorching air currents streaked over his head like arrows.

If the previous moment was a meteorite falling from the sky, now it was like a rain of meteors, falling one after another.

One large stone after another smashed down fiercely, wantonly crushing the thugs who stretched out as far as the eye could see.

The Force martial artist recalled his childhood, hiding in a mill to watch his grandmother grind soy milk; as the cold, hard stones rubbed and rotated, the soybeans were crushed and burst, turning into large clumps of mushy solid-liquid mixture.

The hard ground could not bear the burden either, being smashed into pits of various sizes, the edges of which were covered in intricate, spiderweb-like cracks.

The houses where the survivors were hiding shook and trembled like leaves in a violent storm, as if they would be smashed into ruins by the stones at any moment.

Who knows how much time passed!

The Force martial artist looked around; the thugs were all gone—not because they had fled, but because they had been rolled and crushed into meat paste everywhere by the stones.

"Is it you? Where is my young master?"

He heard the voice and looked up, relaxing after seeing Du He. "Quick, go in quickly, those people are forcing Doctor Hua."

Du He was filled with rage upon hearing this, rolling up his sleeves and charging forward. "Let's see who dares!"

The Force martial artist was somewhat curious; the falling stones from just now did not look like Du He's methods.

Could it be...

He suddenly noticed that there was another person behind Du He, who was clearly a Blood-Qi martial artist.

This Blood-Qi martial artist was Zhou You, who was currently rubbing his wrists to relieve the soreness and fatigue brought on by the intense exertion.

Just now, he had seen hundreds or thousands of thugs surrounding the house, the thick, foul disease-Qi filling the air and forming an atmosphere more toxic than the miasma of the valley, and he knew he could not force his way in.

It just so happened that there was a stone workshop nearby, mainly dealing in tombstones, stone carvings, foundation stones, and the like, piled high with stones of various sizes.

Zhou You had recently been practicing the Tiger Head Hammer weapon, achieving some small success, and seeing these stones gave him an idea.

Within the Tiger Head Hammer, there was a move called Flying Hammer, launched by releasing the grip at a distance; it never missed, and those it struck were turned into powder.

Simply put, it was a human-powered catapult.

The scene that followed was the meteorite rain the Force martial artist had experienced, which had blasted apart the thugs surrounding the house.

"Tiger Head Hammer Lv0 → Lv1, Experience Points +1000."

"Tiger Head Hammer Lv1 → Lv2, Experience Points +2000."

After a small test of his skills and practical combat training, his application of force for the Tiger Head Hammer had become increasingly proficient.

Inside the house, the vibrations outside had suddenly stopped. The survivors, like startled pigeons, stretched their necks to look outside. "Was it an earthquake?"

Just a moment ago, they had thought the house they were hiding in was going to collapse.

The fat woman came to her senses and incited her companions to act again. "Quick, drive her out! Once she's out, we'll be fine."

The survivors scrambled, picking up iron tools and wooden sticks to drive her away. "Female doctor, please go, have some mercy."

Suddenly, the main gate was kicked open; the wooden hinges snapped, and the heavy wooden door slammed hard onto the ground.

Du He saw this scene, his ears turning red with anger. "You bunch of animals!"

He kicked out in anger, his force like a roar; the fat woman who had been the most boisterous flew backward, her upper body embedded into the wall, her legs kicking a few times before moving no more.

He was about to act again, but was stopped by Hua Youxing. "Don't waste time, let's go."

Du He reacted, seeing that Hua Youxing was unharmed, and glared fiercely at the other survivors.

The living people in the house were even more terrified, dropping their weapons one after another, curling up in the corners of the walls, covering their heads, and saying nothing.

"Young Master, Master Zhou has come to escort you away from this place."

"Is the matter finished?"

Hua Youxing heard Zhou You's name and nodded. "It's done, let's go!"

Looking through the doorway, she saw Zhou You not far away, and her heart warmed; he had finally come.

As she stepped out the door, a trembling plea for mercy came from behind. "Female doctor, take us with you!"

Someone remembered that Hua Youxing had a special status and was qualified to pass through the epidemic zone defense line and return to safer areas in the city.

As long as she showed mercy and was willing to take them, everyone would be saved.

As for the unpleasantness just now, the fat woman was dead, so it was all her fault.

One after another, the clever ones thought of this and looked at Hua Youxing with hope; the female doctor was kind-hearted and wouldn't leave them behind! "Du He, let's go!"

Hua Youxing squeezed the seal in her hand; its edges were cold and hard, bringing a slight stinging pain.

Just as she had said earlier, from the moment everyone tore off their masks and attacked, they were strangers; she would not put her own group in danger for the sake of irrelevant strangers.

……

Zhou You watched Hua Youxing walk out freely and nodded at her with a smile. Satisfying! To live in this world is to be swift in gratitude and vengeance; as for those goody-two-shoes and infinite forgiveness, let them all go to hell!

"Master Zhou, Du He has told me; to reward you for saving my life, I am willing to give you the secret records of my family's medicine refining and preparation, but the secret teachings of the Medicine King Sect cannot be given."

Doctor Hua came from the Medicine King Sect and had mastered many exquisite secret techniques, but these all originated from the sect and were subject to restrictions and confidentiality.

Zhou You nodded after hearing this, "That works!"

With the family techniques of Xingren Tang, his pill-refining methods could be elevated by several levels, and the Ten Thousand Poison Heart-Attacking Pill would have a chance to be successfully refined.

This trip to the plague zone was not in vain! After the group left, sounds of desperate weeping and howling erupted from that house.

After nightfall, the sickness Qi spread over unconsciously, filling this area that had originally been a vacuum.

The survivors were all infected by the Plague one after another, and not a single person was spared; this time, there was no female doctor to save them.

"Trial Project (Five-Star Level): Eliminate this Plague on the scale of several hundred thousand people."

"Trial Project (Four-Star Level): The Plague is raging and breeding Plague Ghosts; slay the Plague Ghost that evolved from a Transformation Charm absorbing sickness Qi."

"Trial Project (Three-Star Level): Successfully save people and leave the plague zone."

Swish, the panel suddenly popped up three projects, among which there was even a rare five-star level mission.

A five-star level mission! (End of chapter)