[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-this-high-martial-world-is-too-crazy":3,"chapter-this-high-martial-world-is-too-crazy-this-high-martial-world-is-too-crazy-chapter-80":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","This High Martial World Is Too Crazy",{"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},2300968,4500,"Chapter 80: Prelude!","this-high-martial-world-is-too-crazy-chapter-80",80,"\u003Cp>City B, Chengcun High School.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, the normally tranquil atmosphere of the high school was enveloped in an unnatural aura of grimness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a squad of armed military police stormed onto campus, everyone knew what was coming next.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, high-achieving students remained calm, while low-scoring underperformers clenched their teeth in fear, trembling uncontrollably.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the military police’s guidance, a government official in a sharp suit entered the classroom, smiling as he opened his roster: “Is Zhang San here?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At his words, every student’s gaze snapped backward, revealing a boy in the back row whose face instantly turned ashen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Due to your ranking as the lowest in the grade this year and repeated truancy and disciplinary violations, you have been selected for the Carnival Day roster.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the official’s words, Zhang San felt his heart squeezed tightly in a palm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wanted to argue, to resist, to escape…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But all of it fell silent as a burst of machine-gun fire erupted from the neighboring classroom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It seems Li Si in the next room disagrees with our proposal,” the official said coldly, smiling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes, according to regulations, those selected for Carnival Day forfeit basic human rights.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Until Carnival Day ends, they are held in strict custody, confined in cramped, densely packed quarters worse than university dorms—like livestock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like slaves forced into a gladiatorial arena, they must win or die!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No resistance. No argument. No escape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang San obediently extended his hands as the military police clamped handcuffs on him, then led him out through the school gates.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he passed the neighboring classroom, Zhang San glanced sideways and saw Li Si’s body lying in a pool of blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘At least my family has received enough money,’ Zhang San told himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had willingly chosen to skip class and skip exams.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, if one student per grade had to be the worst, why not him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As long as enough money was offered to sustain life, plenty were willing to sacrifice themselves—many even paid to become the worst student.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who paid for the life? Naturally, the bottom hundred students in the grade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their families were happy to spend money to prevent their golden child from dying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘So I must survive,’ Zhang San thought, his eyes hardening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He would survive Carnival Day, then live the rest of his life with millions in cash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His confidence came from his physical strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Knowing he would enter Carnival Day, he had spent a full year preparing patiently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had studied hand-to-hand combat, weapons training, explosives, and firearms before the Great Collapse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Lineage Elite, he was among the top hundred players nationwide—he wouldn’t be clueless with firearms the moment he picked one up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Whether it’s quick kills or brutal ones, I’ve got no problem! Anyone standing in my way will be erased!’ thought Zhang San, his hands cuffed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet half an hour later, after being brought to the prison compound, staring at the bald, muscular men covered in tattoos beside him, fear replaced his earlier confidence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘So terrifying…’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All his experience, all his knowledge, seemed powerless against real-life thugs who treated human life as nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In front of Zhang San, inside the cramped 15-square-meter concrete cell, men with hostile faces crouched, watching him like prey.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had the rules not forbidden pre-Carnival killings to make the event more entertaining, he would have been torn apart by these thugs in the next second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Zhang San spiraled into dark thoughts, a hand lightly tapped his back, jolting him upright.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned to see a bearded middle-aged man, also in handcuffs, walking in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Kid, judging by your look, you got picked for being the worst student?” the middle-aged man smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yeah, you too, sir?” Zhang San asked, curious—this man didn’t seem like a criminal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sigh, I took the most leave days in the whole company. A month ago, I messed up a project. By the time I realized the problem, it was too late,” the man said helplessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘So he was chosen by one of those big corporations,’ Zhang San thought silently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he pondered, a military police officer entered and scanned the room: “Three days until Carnival Day. You’ll have two choices.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“First: choose killing. We’ll give you a weapon and require you to take at least one life.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you fail, your collar will detonate when Carnival Day ends.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Second: hide. No killing required, but your collar will glow if it detects another collar within ten meters.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, and if a prisoner kills another prisoner, it still counts.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The officer smiled as he announced: “Choose killing or hiding—it’s up to you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Next, to ensure Carnival Day runs smoothly, I’ll give you training. Pay close attention. If you die without understanding why, don’t blame me for not warning you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, the officer clapped his hands. His subordinates immediately wheeled in a screen, which began playing the training material.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the screen’s content, the prisoners’ faces showed shock—they hadn’t expected to be taught this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You trash of human society, struggle hard. See you on Carnival Day.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The officer laughed loudly and strode out, slamming the door shut behind him, leaving the screen for them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the camera shifted, the prisoners began studying the screen with serious expressions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The video detailed how to use a parachute!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, on the rooftop of a villa, Fang Can stood bare-chested, arms outstretched, maximizing his body’s exposure to sunlight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a mind-based martial path, theoretically, absorbing sunlight was no different from absorbing UV rays or fluorescent light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But sunlight contained richer nutrients, a natural beauty—as if packed with the body’s needed vitamins—making the body more willing to absorb it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As his body completed one full circulation, Fang Can’s eyes snapped open, a flash of brilliance fleeting within.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xuanguan… ninth level,” he said, satisfied as he pulled on his clothes, reflecting on his progress these past days.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ve barely reached the foundation for the next barrier. Now is the time to advance further.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Can clenched his fist: “So I need women—I need many women to aid my cultivation.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh?” Jiang Ningan, behind him, tilted her head in confusion: “What are you talking about?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1027,"2026-06-20T07:05:46.054Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","56759e8dddef0de6c886b7f9d5d6307bbf7c27b40c4c45d2d42418de88e1cdbd","this-high-martial-world-is-too-crazy-chapter-81","this-high-martial-world-is-too-crazy-chapter-79",368,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthis-high-martial-world-is-too-crazy-cover.jpg"]