Chapter 356 - 352: The Reincarnators Return

Chapter 356: Chapter 352: The Reincarnators Return

For the next two days, a single piece of sensational news dominated the various nations of the Martial World.

Fang Can had officially declared war on all the nations, intending to destroy them and forge a single, unified country under his absolute rule.

"What a joke! A mere Fang Can thinks he can rule us?"

Inside a tavern in the Great Zhou, a large man in a brocade hat and sable cloak took a hearty swig of his wine.

As the strong liquor went down, bringing a pleasant buzz, a look of contempt filled his eyes. "Are those Fourth Turn masters above us all dead? To think they’d spin such a ridiculous story for us."

"Sir, please don’t discuss matters of state so freely," the nearby waiter hurriedly interjected, trying to smooth things over. "Stick to drinking. It’s fine to curse that brat Fang Can, but you absolutely must not speak ill of the Fourth Turn experts. Please, for the sake of our humble shop."

The burly man’s arrogant words caused the surrounding patrons to glance over at him.

While somewhat amazed at his audacity, they secretly agreed with what he said.

They had all witnessed the young man’s strength with their own eyes not long ago, but challenging all the nations? He was still a long way from being capable of that.

"There’s something you don’t know." A young man in white, a sword at his hip, stood up and retorted, "Haven’t you heard? A month ago, that boy obtained a heaven-shattering opportunity in the Sixth Turn secret realm."

A heaven-shattering opportunity?

As soon as he said this, the eyes of the listening patrons lit up with fervent interest.

Treasures, experts, secret manuals, fortuitous encounters...

These topics were the martial world’s guaranteed attention-grabbers; merely mentioning them was enough to stir anyone’s interest.

Soon, someone recognized him. Wasn’t this talkative young man a "noble" outer Disciple of the Wuji Sect, a sect presided over by a Fourth Turn expert?

So young, not even twenty, yet he had already reached the Realm of the Profound Gate Fourth Layer.

His father was even a legendary First Turn master, known throughout the martial world by the pleasant-sounding title "Little Sun Hand."

When they put his identity together, the fervent interest in the crowd’s eyes burned even hotter, and someone couldn’t resist asking:

"Young Master, since you’re a high-achieving Disciple of the Wuji Sect, why don’t you share what you know with us?"

"Indeed, indeed! Young Master, you are worldly and wise. Please, tell us."

The flattery from all around came one line after another. How could a young man, new to the martial world and its trials, withstand such praise? He immediately got carried away.

"Haha, since you all want to know, I suppose I can tell you."

The young man subconsciously scratched the back of his head. "Haven’t you all noticed that in the past two days, every Sect has gone completely quiet?"

"In fact, as of last night, all the Heaven-Ascending Road-level experts from the various nations’ Sects and royal families have already been redeployed."

"Aside from a few Martial Uncles left behind to hold down the fort, everyone else has already gathered at the borders of the Great Derivation."

"This is all because that Fang Can doesn’t fight with honor."

The young man subconsciously tightened his grip on his longsword. "Just yesterday, we received news that the Fourth Turn experts in Wuyou Valley, Lihen Heaven, and on Fenji Mountain were all killed by that Fang Can!"

"What?" Everyone present shuddered. They never expected such an outcome—three Fourth Turn Immortals dead in just two days.

"Now, even the Fourth Turn experts are living in fear, terrified of being caught alone and giving that brat Fang Can an opening," the Wuji Sect disciple said. Only then did the crowd realize the gravity of the situation.

Meanwhile, in a corner, thirteen strangely dressed men, each wearing a watch, listened to the chatter and stared at one another in bewilderment.

"Wait, how did Fang Can start a war with the Martial World’s Fourth Turn experts? This plot is all wrong."

One of the men said with complete bewilderment, "Those first few squads weren’t even at the First Turn. How did they manage to derail the plot so completely?"

"The butterfly effect. Quantum mechanics. Whatever. This is the situation now. We just have to complete the mission," said a man completely wrapped in bandages.

As he spoke, a screen of light materialized before the group, announcing the start of their mission.

Mission World: Carnival Day Side Story: The Third Martial World War

To avenge the superhumans and pay off the loan owed by Ji Donglai, Fang Can, a practitioner of heretical techniques, will launch a massive counteroffensive against the nations of the Martial World.

Martial Artists, superhumans, Reincarnators, the Fourth Celestial Calamity, and Outsiders from Beyond the Heavens will turn this battlefield into a chaotic mess!

[Main Mission: Factional Divide]

[Mission Requirement: Reincarnators have been defaulted to the Counteroffensive Faction.]

[Mission Content: Successfully defend against the assault of Fang Can’s endless army for ten days, or kill Fang Can once!]

Side Missions:

Kill a First Turn expert once: 1,000 Reward Points, E-Level side story.

Kill a Second Turn expert once: 5,000 Reward Points, D-Level side story.

Kill a Third Turn expert once: 10,000 Reward Points, B-Level side story.

Kill Fang Can once: 100,000 Reward Points, S-Level side story.

Looking at the mission before them, everyone present frowned, having noticed the same problem.

’What does "kill once" mean? Does that mean these guys will revive even if we kill them?’

’And we only have to hold out for ten days.’

’This means that even the Main God doesn’t think we have a chance of winning. All we have to do is stall.’

"Let’s get ready. We need to rendezvous with those Martial Artists and join them."

The man in the black bodysuit made the final call.

"Delaying tactics are our best bet. After ten days, the main forces from the Main God Space can enter and treat this place like their own backyard."

No one present had any objections to his words; they all agreed.

With the plan set, the group’s figures vanished from the tavern as if they had never existed, leaving only the martial arts folk still deep in their heated discussion.

「Elsewhere」

In a dim basement, dozens of unconscious player bodies lay before Fang Can.

He hadn’t forced them. After hearing he wanted to conduct research on player bodies, the players within the Great Derivation had all clamored to volunteer.

He had to admit, the players’ digitized bodies were truly remarkable. They were immortal and indestructible, able to resurrect after death while only losing some experience points.

The only problem was that their consciousnesses were also indestructible, protected by the game system.

However, Fang Can had already devised a countermeasure.

He would directly implant new personalities and memories into the players’ brains.

This new personality would coexist with the player’s original consciousness. As long as the player didn’t log in, the new personality could control the body.

It was the equivalent of creating a new account, but this new personality would not be protected by the game.

The moment a player logged back in, their original consciousness would supplant the new one.

’But it doesn’t matter,’ a cold smile played on Fang Can’s lips.

’There are plenty of ways to keep those players from logging in for the foreseeable future.’

"I can feel my latent talent surging forth."

Fang Can clenched his fist, sensing a terrifying crisis closing in on him.

Under the pressure of this crisis, his innate talent and luck were constantly growing, helping him overcome the danger.