A burst of hysterical sound entered Uesugi Rintaro’s ears.
"Profound Immortal Team!"
His eyes lit up: "That’s it! The ’Profound Immortal’ Lord Zhao Guanlan, ’Yin Yang Master’ Mr. Ogata, ’Blazing Rock Funeralist’ Mr. Zhou are all extraordinarily powerful beings!"
"They certainly have a way to deal with monsters that technological weapons can’t touch!"
It’s certain, not just possible!
If even these figures can’t handle Feng Yuji...
Uesugi Rintaro reckoned he might not see tomorrow’s sun.
The problem is...
"They must arrive in ti!"
Uesugi Rintaro silently prayed in his heart: "If I’m saved today, I won’t stand by again when soone badmouths the Profound Immortal Team!"
He is just an ordinary small blogger, not famous, with very few followers, working at a collapsing gaming company as a coder, mainly doing "bug extermination"—fixing software bugs.
He wanted fa, wealth, and a chance to beco an Extraordinary One, yet had no background or connections.
So, he decided to take a risky gamble, heading to Nagasaki, to get firsthand information about "Feng Yuji."
If lucky, he might directly beco an Extraordinary One, achieving both fa and fortune, with a boundless future ahead, advancing step by step, elevating his social status.
If not, he could still earn fa and wealth by writing an article with the firsthand news.
However, when Feng Yuji truly appeared, Uesugi Rintaro realized...
He had thought too much!
Too naive!
The so-called "impregnable" line of defense was utterly useless.
Within just a few minutes, tens of thousands in Nagasaki were killed by the black rain!
The "rescuers" dispatched by the island’s Controller Group attempted a tentative counterattack on Feng Yuji, to no effect.
Explosions, fire, and smoke.
After everything cleared, not a scratch was left on Feng Yuji, even...
She beca bigger, stronger.
Fortunately, from the start, Uesugi Rintaro did not trust the island’s Controller Group and had early on prepared a plan to retreat promptly when things looked bad.
Therefore, he managed to escape from the borders of Nagasaki to Yamaguchi Prefecture.
But...
Uesugi Rintaro is very unlucky.
Feng Yuji’s ghostly figure clung to him, as if she wouldn’t leave until he was dead.
Even though the fleeing group had split into several waves, Feng Yuji was always right behind the group Uesugi Rintaro was in.
At this mont, the road from the nearby county to the big city near Yamaguchi is jamd with vehicles.
At this point, the fleeing vehicles could no longer move forward.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Besides the harsh sound of car horns, the bumpers of the cars made continuous dull collision sounds.
So hot-tempered drivers stepped on their accelerators, trying to push the cars in front away.
This too expressed their anger and unwillingness.
Abandoning the car to flee?
That’s purely a joke!
Feng Yuji’s speed wasn’t much slower than a car’s.
Running on foot equaled suicide!
Finding a building to hide in?
That’s waiting for death!
Feng Yuji’s "Doomsday Black Rain" is extrely corrosive!
Steel, alloy, stainless steel, concrete, cent, asphalt roads, non-biodegradable plastics...
Everything would be fully dissolved and corroded in a blink of an eye before the black rain.
Uesugi Rintaro looked at the field of ruined vehicles stacked like Tetris blocks ahead, knowing the drivers’ efforts were in vain.
Under the shadow of death, drivers ran out of their vehicles in a frenzy, raging at their helplessness, fighting each other desperately with bloody glares as though facing irreconcilable foes, as if they wanted to kill the other party on the spot.
Uesugi Rintaro suddenly felt a bit sad.
Is this the ugly nature of humanity?
Will he die here today?
Upon reflection, his death stemd from his own decision.
So, even if he died, there shouldn’t be too much regret, should there?
"I’m not convinced! I’m not content!"
"I don’t want to die!"
"Aaaaaaaaa! Help!"
A piercing scream ca from behind, and Uesugi Rintaro instinctively turned his head, noticing an impending shadow in the sky.
Feng Yuji had caught up.
Under the Doomsday Black Rain, all life was equal.
Whether stray dogs or suited office workers, whether hidden in cars or buried underground, the result was the sa.
The only difference was the timing of death.
Uesugi Rintaro witnessed the people hiding like quails in cars being lted away by drops of black rain through the car roofs, leaving not even their bones behind!
Unlike the panic-stricken others, Uesugi Rintaro, in this mont of life and death, though his heart raced and breathing was rapid, found unexpected calmness.
He tore open the collar of his white shirt, pushed open the car door, and ran forward vigorously.
Indeed, most humans couldn’t outrun Feng Yuji.
But Uesugi Rintaro’s final struggle and effort may let him live a bit longer.
Many car owners trapped with Uesugi Rintaro perished screaming and groaning in pain.
But Uesugi Rintaro was still struggling.
The pouring black rain’s range ca closer and closer to him!
Five hundred ters!
Three hundred ters!
A hundred ters!
Closer, even closer!
Finally, Uesugi Rintaro lifted his head, panting heavily, in disarray.
The angle was perfect.
Without accident, a drop of black rain would fall right into his eyes.
Bang!
A flash of lightning streaked across his vision, shattering a large swath of the pitch-black Doomsday raindrops.
The electric glow did not disperse, instead forming into a net, sheltering Uesugi Rintaro and so survivors.
A youth with red eyes, wearing a golden suit and sporting slicked-back hair, stood smiling in the air.
"Profound Immortal!"
"Lord Zhao Guanlan!"
"Wuwuwu... we’re saved!"
"Thank you! Truly, thank you!"
Compared to the many survivors so excited they were incoherent, Uesugi Rintaro seed quieter.
He turned to look at the world corroded by the Doomsday Black Rain behind him and let out a delicate sigh.
Even living just ten seconds longer, the miracle of life can still shine, right?
Uesugi Rintaro turned back, focusing on the ordinary mbers of the Profound Immortal Team.
He noticed them wearing specially-crafted tallic clothing, seemingly able to retain so of the golden thunder’s power, dissolving and annihilating the Doomsday Black Rain.
The Profound Immortal Team was an organization ford less than half a month ago, with no foundation—this was what Uesugi Rintaro thought before today.
But now...
He realized he knew nothing about this organization, only imagining and speculating based on subjective conjecture.
As an ordinary person, though the strength of ’Profound Immortal’ Zhao Guanlan shocked Uesugi Rintaro, it did not resonate much with him.
But the group before him, regardless of gender or age, clearly in command of Extraordinary Abilities yet abiding by commands, stirred Uesugi Rintaro’s emotions and burned his eyes with passion.
United collaboration, forming a great collective spirit.
Every mber of the Profound Immortal Team emitted a unique, sharp quality akin to soldiers.
Facing death and horror, they feared nothing, even enjoying this crisis, laughing wildly, shattering the terrifying Doomsday Black Rain with thunderous weapons.
The smiles of these people were disconnected from gentle and refined smiles, appearing malicious yet providing reassurance.
Uesugi Rintaro silently vowed in his heart: "I want to join the Profound Immortal Team and beco like them!"
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