pjbooks Chapter 38 His threat far exceeds everyone else's.
Chapter 38 His threat far exceeds everyone else's.
Inside the Awakened Ones Administration Bureau in the capital, Chu Tianxiong frowned deeply.
Just now, he received a call from the Jiangzhou Awakened Management Branch. He recognized the branch director, Su Ze, from several meetings.
He speaks directly and simply.
"Chu Tianxiong, I know there are very few Awakened in the capital right now."
Hearing this, Chu Tianxiong fell silent, because today's events were unexpected. In addition, the strongest Awakened Ones in the capital were planning something big and were not in the capital, which led to their current predicament.
"Therefore, we in Jiangzhou immediately sent someone to provide support. Although it was just one person, I think he should have arrived by now."
Alone? They've arrived?!
Putting aside the number of people, the fact that this many people arrived is already outrageous enough. It takes at least six hours by high-speed rail from Jiangzhou to the capital. How could it be this fast?!
Just as Chu Tianxiong was feeling confused, the researcher in front of him showed a surprised expression, then excitedly said, "Chengbei...it seems the support Chengbei mentioned earlier is no longer needed. People have already arrived on site, and that giant has been dealt with!"
The screen in front of me showed a live broadcast from the north of the city. Above a cloud of dust, the figure of a young man stood proudly between heaven and earth.
.....
As soon as that figure appeared, the live stream chat exploded.
"Who is this guy?! Where did he come from?"
"I don't recognize him, he's wearing what looks like a school uniform...it's Jiangzhou Academy's uniform!!" A sharp-eyed person zoomed in on the live stream screen, seemingly spotting the location of the school uniform on the boy's body.
Some people have already recognized the other party.
"Dude, you guys really don't know who this guy is?"
"Jiang Chen! That guy is Jiang Chen! The one who caused such a stir a while ago, the only one in the world without superpowers!!"
"Huh?! It's that Jiang Chen who has no abilities? How is that possible?!"
"His photos are everywhere online, a simple search will tell you, right?"
"A person without abilities??? You call this a person without abilities???"
Jiang Chen did indeed attract the attention of major families, but in the eyes of the world, he was still the only person in the world without superpowers, creating unprecedented history.
Meanwhile, within Class 5 of Jiangzhou Academy, many students were dumbfounded.
Because they knew perfectly well that just minutes before the arrival of this apostle, Jiang Chen had been sleeping in the corner of the classroom, completely out of place with everyone else.
But now... that spot is empty, except for Wang Kai standing next to him, who has an incredulous expression on his face.
"Is that Jiang Chen?"
"Holy crap, how did he manage to be in the classroom just a moment ago and already in the capital?!"
"This live stream can't be AI-generated, right? Or am I dreaming?!"
"Jiang Chen just instantly killed that giant apostle, right? Am I seeing a ghost in broad daylight?"
The people in the classroom were watching the live stream and discussing it animatedly. Wang Kai was among them. As he watched the scrolling comments in the live stream, his sense of pride grew stronger and stronger. Perhaps one day, he could become someone like Jiang Chen.
...
The wasteland north of the city.
Shen Qingxue lay on the ground, the wound on her back burning with pain. She struggled to stand up, but her legs felt as heavy as lead. Ahead, Shen Wanshan was still locked in combat with three gray apostles, unleashing wave after wave of wind blades, but his speed had clearly slowed down, and his spiritual energy was almost depleted.
"Dad!" Shen Qingxue gritted her teeth and tried to get up, supporting herself with the ice sword.
Then, she suddenly sensed something was wrong.
It wasn't a sound, nor a vibration, but a chilling buzzing sound emanating from the depths of the air. It was as if something was calling out, or as if something was responding.
The sounds of battle subsided.
It didn't stop; rather, the frequency of the apostles' attacks suddenly decreased.
Instead of frantically rushing towards the awakened ones around them, they all raised their heads and looked towards the sky.
Shen Qingxue followed their gaze.
The boy in the school uniform was still floating in the sky.
"That is..."
Shen Qingxue's lips trembled. She recognized that face.
Jiang Chen.
What is he doing here? Isn't he in Jiangzhou?
But now is not the time to think about these things. Because Shen Qingxue noticed that the apostles' reactions were strange.
They seemed to be attracted to something.
One of the gray apostles stopped attacking, turned around, and took a few steps toward Jiang Chen. Then came the second, the third, the tenth, and the hundredth.
They ignored the awakened ones around them, stopped attacking the collapsed buildings, and ceased slaughtering the fleeing civilians. They all turned in the same direction.
"What happened?" Zhao Tiangang asked, panting heavily, staggering to Shen Wanshan's side. "Why aren't those things fighting anymore?"
Shen Wanshan did not answer. He stared intently at the apostles, his brows furrowed.
Those five-meter-tall gray apostles poured out from every corner of the city. They traversed ruins, leaped over burning vehicles, and stepped over the corpses of their companions, converging into a gray torrent that surged toward the north of the city.
Not just the Grey Apostles.
Those thirty-meter-tall black giants also moved. They strode forward with heavy steps, each step accompanied by a tremor, all heading in the same direction. They no longer trampled on residential buildings, no longer chased after fleeing crowds; their target was singular—the boy hovering above the north of the city.
"They...they're heading towards Jiang Chen's side?" Zhou Boyong's voice was full of disbelief.
As members of a prestigious family, Jiang Chen's existence had long been known within their intelligence network, so it was not surprising that they knew of him.
"All the apostles are heading that way." Wu Shichang emerged from the shadows, wounded but with his eyes fixed on the surging apostles. "Look, those from the south, east, and west of the city are all converging on the north side."
Shen Qingxue struggled to her feet and looked around.
On the wasteland, in the streets, and amidst the ruins, countless apostles surged in from all directions. A gray tide filled every street, and the figures of black giants obscured half the sky. They seemed to be pulled by an invisible thread, moving in the same direction.
And in the very center of that direction, Jiang Chen was suspended.
"What did he do?" Zhao Tiangang murmured. "Why are all the apostles attacking him?"
No one can answer.
Shen Qingxue looked at the boy floating in the air, watching him remain calm as the tide of apostles surged in from all directions. Her heart clenched suddenly.
"Dad," she said, her voice hoarse, "can he manage on his own?"
Shen Wanshan remained silent for a moment.
"I don't know," he said in a low voice, "but I do know one thing."
"What?"
"These apostles abandoned their attack on us and all rushed towards him—which shows that in their eyes, all of us combined are not as threatening as he alone."
Shen Qingxue was stunned.
She watched as the apostles poured out from every corner of the city, converging into a black ocean, surging in the same direction. The gray apostles were densely packed, covering the entire wasteland; one black giant after another, emerging from the cracks, rising from the ruins, all strode heavily toward Jiang Chen.
One statue, two statues, three statues... ten statues, fifteen statues, twenty statues...
More than before.
They surrounded Jiang Chen from all sides, trapping him in the center. Hundreds upon hundreds of blood-red eyes shone in the darkness, like a sea of blood hanging upside down in the sky.