The blazing sun shone in a clear sky.

Under the scorching heat, the streets of Tower City lay in utter silence.

Under martial law, the once bustling center of Tower City, comparable in its prosperity to the Federation and Empire, suddenly felt as quiet as a graveyard.

No pedestrians dared to venture out at this time, and no one was thinking of seeking their own demise.

Only armored vehicles roamed the empty streets, and around the checkpoints, armed soldiers coldly surveyed their surroundings.

Total military control.

And just outside a factory, the number of armored vehicles on the surrounding streets grew, while secretly, four fully armed action teams, equipped from rockets to exoskeletons, quietly took their positions.

On the high buildings, snipers lay prone, skillfully adjusting their scopes for wind speed and distance, locking onto every entrance and exit of the factory.

"...I believe it now."

At the Federation's Tower City garrison, rapid response unit commander Liang Mo squatted atop an armored vehicle, smoking. Recalling Tong Shan's previous description, he couldn't help but sigh, "This damn trough, really doesn't do a single thing like a human!"

Told you just yesterday afternoon not to cause trouble, and by the evening, the bastard gets blown up.

The Evil Cult emerged at dawn, and before daybreak, the river drifters almost clogged up the sewers.

As it happened, barely twenty-four hours since Ji Jue officially landed in Central Earth, Tower City was on the brink of a storm, and almost everyone was on edge.

Claims to be a law-abiding citizen, but with a flick of the wrist, they start an annihilation feud.

Even a muddy swamp like Tower City can't withstand Ji Jue's Heaven and Earth Same Life.

No choice. This bastard is as ruthless as they come.

He does things without leaving any room for himself or others, eager to flip the table with every move, threatening and coercing the whole of Tower City to cleanse himself of enemies.

Alas, circumstances forced cooperation with this dog's deeds to annihilate entire families!

Officially, the deployment of troops is to strike and encircle the Evil Cult, maintain order and stability, but in reality, the goal is to quickly suppress the unrest, snuff out the flames, annihilate, and swiftly move past this damn mess!

He looked down at his watch.

Listening intently to instructions and the latest news on the channel, waiting for the right moment.

"Everyone, check your equipment, report your position."

He picked up the radio, confirmed that all departments were in place, knocked on the armor of the vehicle, and immediately, the door opened. Soldiers, covered in armored exoskeletons, wearing masks, and heavily armed, filed out menacingly.

Liang Mo, for the last time, glanced at the boy sitting in a wheelchair inside the vehicle.

The messenger sent by Ji Jue.

"Kid, stay in the car, don't run around." Liang Mo instructed irritably, "Your boss emphasized keeping an eye on you, and if you die, who knows how big a mess that would cause."

"Understood."

Yan Chang nodded obediently, "Mr. Liang, please be careful as well."

"Careful's useless; every day in this ghost place of Central Earth is life or death."

Liang Mo patted his chest, activated the exoskeleton, spat out the cigarette butt, and pulled down his mask, "Life and death are ordained; if I retire alive, that's a success!"

The all-domain auxiliary combat system activated, projecting a dense UI and briefing of various parameters onto the helmet visor, integrating him into a vast system.

Once again, he cast aside morality and compassion, becoming a cog in the machine of violence.

"Inside, it seems they're about to be driven to desperation."

Just as Liang Mo prepared to turn and leave, he heard a voice from the car behind him, hesitating for a moment.

Yan Chang raised his head, looking towards the desolate factory area. In his observing eyes, waves of agitated colors surged relentlessly, colliding, eroding, and even faintly opposing each other.

"The mania and fear are nearly overflowing."

Yan Chang murmured softly, then lamented, "Ah, they're about to clash. So fast and without a hint of hesitation."

Before his voice faded, a fierce gunfire erupted inside Mudahka's stronghold, and soon, it was like poking a hornet's nest; the gunfire quickly spread, shouts and screams echoed incessantly.

Explosions suddenly rose, filled with swearing and questioning from the Federation Empire and Central Earth.

"Mudahka's sold us out!"

On a monitored channel, a hoarse voice shouted, "If we don't run now, are we staying here to die with that bastard?"

There are no walls that don't let wind through, and as Mudahka's schemes piled higher with each added fuel from various parties, those once loyal subordinates slowly noticed something amiss.

Realizing the surrounding circumstances and the tightening encirclement, they went utterly mad and, without hesitation, mutinied and fell into civil strife.

"Everyone, don't listen to that supervisor's nonsense!"

Amidst the fierce gunfire, someone shouted hoarsely, inciting others, "Seize the moment, break out, fight for your survival!"

"Brothers, charge!!!"

"Run! The Empire and the Federation are closing in!"

Amid the smoke of explosions and collapse from the factory, shadowy figures emerged, covered in dust and dirt, stumbling and staggering like headless flies, running in all directions.

In their fear, they couldn't even pause to assess the situation, instinctively seeking a way out.

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