Chapter 26: The Transformations of Meteor Tear and the Wake‑up Call

Wilderness Zone City No. 023.

Zhou Yang wielded Spiritual Thought Power, whisking Lei Hong and the others into rapid flight.

Because he feared an attack by flying monsters, he dared not ascend too high.

Using the cover of buildings to weave and dodge for nearly half an hour, he finally managed to completely shake off the restless beast herd.

He controlled a flying knife to breach a window of a ruined residential building, his Spiritual Thought Power acting on Lei Hong and the others' combat suits, shields, belts, etc., lifting them swiftly inside.

After gently laying them flat on the ground, he began promptly checking their injuries.

Sure enough, as his thoughts continuously guided and shifted, a strand of almost invisible, colorless mysterious energy slowly flowed from the diamond‑shaped mark on his chest.

Although they had just survived a near‑death escape, upon hearing the news they all simultaneously showed shocked expressions.

Zhou Yang felt deeply vexed.

Yet when death struck again nearby, he couldn't help feeling sorrowful.

If they recall correctly, Zhou Yang's physical condition has already reached the Junior General level, right?

He, familiar with the route, guided the mysterious energy within the Meteor Tear to slowly infuse their bodies, and their previously weak life force quickly became stable.

Fortunately, after the Warrior cultivated the primal Gene energy, their vitality became extremely strong; otherwise they might not have endured until now.

"If I keep treating this like reading a novel, relying too much on familiar plot, I might suffer a huge loss!"

"Dad, Lei Shu, I have something to discuss with you both."

Among them, his father Zhou Yong was the most severely injured; his entire chest collapsed, sharp bone fragments pierced his heart, and blood kept flowing.

He thought that even without actively cultivating, the miraculous effect of the Meteor Tear alone could continuously boost his physical condition.

Inside the ruined residential building, Zhou Yang broadly recounted the escape to the few, and naturally admitted his role as a Spiritual Thought Master.

Since he also knew the plot well, he could seize benefits and avoid harms early, at least during the Earth stage he shouldn't face any major risks.

In that instant Zhou Yang thought of many things, silently alerting himself.

But immediately they caught another layer of meaning in Zhou Yang's words.

An unnamed war god never mentioned in the original work, a sniper bullet he had never considered, almost annihilated their entire squad!

"This isn't a novel; it's a flesh‑and‑blood real world, with far more things the novel can't depict."

Lei Hong, Zhou Yong and the others glanced at the quietly placed female corpse in the corner, their gazes all showing grief.

But that passionate, fiery female gunner had truly lost all life, becoming a cold corpse.

Goodness, a 18‑year‑old at Senior General level!

Lei Hong and the others naturally didn't fully believe that excuse, but they tacitly refrained from questioning and accepted the explanation.

Soon after, they gradually regained consciousness.

The mysterious energy from the Meteor Tear contained a powerful life force; under its nourishment, Lei Hong and the others' wounds quickly stopped bleeding, healed, and regenerated.

"Uh"

Zhou Yang hurriedly stopped him.

By now the penetrating chest wound from the sniper rifle had fully healed, leaving only a faint red scar.

He struggled to rise, but the chest pain made him cough violently.

"Dad, don't move yet; I'll speak later."

Zhou Yong, Lei Hong and the others all nodded, "You're right, and Xiao Xia's corpse must be sent back quickly."

The energy coursed swiftly along his arm tendons, eventually seeping slowly from his palm into Zhou Yong's chest wound.

"What a pity for Xiao Xia, sigh."

He took a deep breath, suppressed the chaotic thoughts, then quickly moved to Zhou Yong's side, extending his right hand to gently press on the chest wound.

The young man Chen Chong, only a few years older than Zhou Yang, seemed to harbor an indistinct, inexplicable affection for her.

However, reality dealt him a harsh blow!

"In the original work, Luo Feng, aided by Spiritual Thought Power, easily sliced through a sniper bullet; I thought ordinary heat weapons could no longer harm me..."

"And even plot points that appeared in the novel might change because of my arrival..."

Except for Lei Hong, everyone else wore a stunned expression.

As for why he could treat their injuries, he claimed it was a secret technique he accidentally learned while browsing dark‑web forums, using Spiritual Thought Power to stimulate hormone secretion for rapid wound healing.

She has a bright personality and is the only woman in the squad, naturally receiving everyone's collective care.

At the moment the energy entered, Zhou Yong's chest bleeding stopped instantly, and the flesh, bone and tissue at the wound began visibly rapid regeneration.

Recalling the description of Meteor Tear's effects in Stellar Transformations, he harbored a vague suspicion.

"Yang Yang, what's wrong? Speak up."

The previously unconscious Zhou Yong, stimulated by the cool, tingling sensation in his chest, quickly regained consciousness.

Given that Spiritual Thought Power is normally two ranks higher than physical condition, wouldn't his current Spiritual Thought Power level be—Senior General level?

Amid the oppressive atmosphere, Zhou Yang's voice rang out.

But that's where everything ends.

Since embarking on the Warrior path, they've become accustomed to death.

"Now it looks utterly absurd!"

When he previously teetered on the brink of death, his will to survive struggled wildly, seemingly forming a strange bond with the Meteor Tear.

"Dad, your injuries still need further treatment. I think if you rest a bit more, we can return to the base city immediately."

The members of the Pursuit Wind Squad have been veteran comrades working together for years; after years of side‑by‑side battles, their bonds are naturally deep.

"Zhou Yang, you're not dead? This is"

"Meteor Tear, give us another powerful surge!"

"Yang Yang! You, you aren't—cough cough cough."

He silently whispered in his mind, his awareness swiftly linking to the shallow diamond‑shaped mark on his chest.

The Meteor Tear had already returned to its previous dormant state, but occasionally a clear stream would slowly flow out, continuously nourishing and strengthening his flesh.

To be honest, having been transmigrated into this world and possessing an auxiliary Supreme Treasure like the Meteor Tear, his mindset became somewhat inflated.

"We're going back to Base City? What about you? Do you intend…"

In an instant, he saw Zhou Yang crouching beside him, his face showing a mixture of surprise and delight.

That Warrior of the Sakura Nation, to satisfy his perverse fetish, deliberately held back instead of killing them outright, unintentionally leaving them a sliver of hope for survival.

Of course, Zhou Yang only revealed his identity as a Spiritual Thought Master, and he did not disclose anything at all about the Meteor Tear.

Zhou Yong and the other managed a strained smile and nodded toward Zhou Yang.

Liu Shu and Chen Chong, who were beside them, were in a similar condition.

Among the others, Lei Hong's right arm had been cut off, a knife lodged in his chest, his leg bones shattered; he was near death, yet he still clung to a faint breath of life.

He again used his mind to draw three strands of mysterious energy from the Meteor Tear, channeling them into Zhou Yong's chest wound; sensing his life force gradually strengthening, he swiftly rose and stood before Lei Hong and the others.

When Zhou Xia first became a Warrior, she joined the Chase‑Wind Squad, and now it has been seven or eight years.

Even Lei Hong's severed arm was reattached by him, and at the joint he continuously infused five or six strands of mysterious energy in one breath.

Zhou Yang gave a firm nod under the gazes of the few.

"I'm going to find that group and collect some interest!"

(End of Chapter)