Short, Light, Free - Chapter 118: Seeking Individuals, Dead or Alive (Part 2) I

This was a fragmented and disorganized world, this was a place that had been forgotten.

That day, was the most frustrating time for Ning Cheng, when on that day, he was abruptly brought here.

Because this world had Ning Cheng, who would imprint his name in the vast heavens, it would finally shine in the endless universe!

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When natural disasters rage, extreme cold and storms spread infinitely...When global mutations occur, zombies flood like tides, and horrific anomalies appear...When the apocalypse arrives, massive devouring abysses with diameters of hundreds of kilometers begin to appear around the world...When people look up to the atmospheric clouds and see the slowly emerging giant corpses of evil gods...From that day on, people started to notice that the time of sunrise became later and later,until the sun no longer rose, and what awaited was an endless polar night.To survive, on that day, the doomsday broadcast announced to the world for the last time:Everyone, head east, escape the dawn!...Lin Xian awakens the “Mechanical Heart” ability, allowing him to devour machines to gain various mysterious skills, scan machines for blueprints to create new machinery, and even use his mind to synchronously drive various machines.Thus, he finds a 200-ton heavy gas locomotive, pulling specially modified storage, planting, production, medical, and living carriages, embarking on a 320,000-kilometer journey along the star orbit, charging eastward!

The Empire's forces retreated in desperation—trampled by faceless horrors bringing darkness and death to these once beautiful lands.Only the most courageous stood in defiance, forming a last defence to buy the people time to flee—fighting until the final embers of hope burned out.A man stands with a silver sword, like a beacon of hope to those around him. He roared with all his might drawing his blade against the overwhelming enemy!“You face Lancelot, Sword of the Empire! ”These horrors tested the Lord's grit and loyalty in the final moments.“Should my blade break, I will use my body!”The knights had fallen, broken swords for their tombstones, and lords fled, betraying the Empire to survive.“If my body breaks, I'll use my Soul!”Lancelot, the sword of the Empire, fought alone.All hope seemed lost.“And if my Soul fails...”What could a single man and his army do?He fights against the dark tide, blade in hand, heart on sleeve.“I will sell myself to the devil for revenge!”But he was too weak, too fragile.The last Lord of humanity stood against the enemy.Lancelot was a master of the sword, a mortal, neither a God nor a Saint.Miracles were beyond his reach.Now only a broken man impaled on his own destroyed throne.His blade shattered—now, like rose petals, it was scattered across the charred ground.Lancelot's soul was fated for the abyss as the light faded from his eyes.His last ounce of resistance used staring at the man who betrayed the Empire.Now with only the desire to kill, crush and seek revenge smouldering inside him.Now unwilling to die and desperate to fight once again.He desired to fight for the people who supported him.Lancelot refused to surrender, to fall like this.As quietly in the abyss, a voice whispered to him.It tried to entice the Lord, ignite his desire to win and fight again.“If given a second chance, to relive your life with a different choice... Would you Accept?”Blood gathered in his throat, forcing him to reply in his mind.A frail and broken voice'There is no reason to ask, of course!'“No matter the cost?”'Even if I were to lose everything...''If my people can live on. I would sacrifice everything I have!'“You will no longer be the same, a monster, twisted and vicious.”“Will you still accept?”The Lord's heart ached, taking great pride in his humanity.To lose that caused his mind to falter.Finally, out of power, unable to speak or reply with a trembling arm.Lancelot reached out.Towards the raspy voice.Towards the abyss.Towards a new future.[So you would accept after all...]'I must accept.''I must stand tall.''I must not break.''Because...''I am the Lord of humanity![Nay, you are the king of demons]

Others treated disease to save person, he treated disease to steal heart.

The Frost Goddess was deeply captivated by him. The gentle and kind beautiful teacher was completely enchanted by him. Even the cold and beautiful female assassin melted quietly because of him.

Competing in medical skills? He was the one who treated the Godly Doctor. Competing with backgrounds? Leaders rushed to him. What? You actually wanted to compete with him in a match for match? Looking at the gentle girl beside him, Tang Yu had a headache as he said, “Beautiful girl, how did you fall in love with me?”

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