The Rule-Breaker of the Doomsday Game

On his way to the Extreme North State, Qi Suian encountered two more red dots.

However, Qi Suian didn’t dally. He noted them down, planning to deal with them on his way back.

His initial suspicion was that they were two female protagonists. Judging by their appearance, they seemed to be leaders of a Survivor Camp.

That wasn’t particularly surprising. It was normal for them to have some abilities.

After that, he arrived in the Extreme North State, at the location marked on the map.

He didn’t see the Mantle Sanctuary.

But as the name suggested, the thing was probably in the Mantle Layer.

"If this thing is really built in the Mantle Layer... No, wait, can something like this even be built?"

At first, Qi Suian hadn’t really thought about it. Then he looked it up and discovered the mantle was about thirty kilometers from the surface.

And that was just to reach the Mantle Layer; it got much thicker further down.

So, theoretically, if a sanctuary could really be built in the Mantle Layer, then ignoring all other factors, it would indeed have no reason to fear high temperatures.

"Say, if we can’t find the Sanctuary, could we just use the Floating Cannons to blast our way to the right spot?" Qi Suian had no desire to find out what digging thirty kilometers by himself felt like.

[Your idea is very ambitious, but if it really comes to that, I would advise that relying on luck would be more efficient than digging yourself.]

’So it’s unreliable.’

Qi Suian thought so too.

Fortunately, he didn’t need to dig or rely on luck, because he spotted the entrance to the Mantle Sanctuary at a glance.

Moreover, the AI Core had already begun a preliminary scan through its reconnaissance network.

"I’ll say. It’s like they were afraid people *wouldn’t* find it."

The entrance to the Mantle Sanctuary resembled a subway station entrance, but it was in a state of utter ruin.

From the surrounding traces, it was clear no one had entered or exited for a very long time.

’Everyone must be dead.’

[The elevator system is damaged. The doors can only be opened by force.]

"Good thing we can fly, or this would be a real hassle." As Qi Suian spoke, the Floating Cannons blasted straight through the elevator doors.

What came into view was a bottomless, dark elevator shaft.

The Tai Sui God jumped down without hesitation, beginning a slow descent using the Wind Master aviation system.

It was dark, but the 3D stereoscopic image rendered by the reconnaissance network was perfectly clear in Qi Suian’s eyes.

After a light landing, the Floating Cannons once again disintegrated the elevator car below him.

After opening the elevator doors, he was greeted by darkness yet again.

[The power system is completely gone. The Sanctuary has fallen.]

Qi Suian stepped out. Through the 3D stereoscopic image, he could see numerous skeletons scattered about.

Many had piled up, especially around the elevator. The people in the Sanctuary had clearly been trying to escape, but with the elevator malfunctioning, not a single one had made it out.

[Bite marks detected on skeletons...]

[Drag marks detected in the vicinity...]

[Detecting...]

A large amount of text appeared from the AI Core, which then quickly simulated the scene for Qi Suian.

First, a huge crowd tried to escape, but the elevator system failed, trapping everyone here in the Mantle Layer, fifty kilometers underground.

Then, the food ran out, and with it, all ethics and morality.

After that, everything fell silent.

"The Mantle Sanctuary seems pretty big. Send a satellite to the ceiling and run a scan," Qi Suian said.

The temperature inside the Mantle Sanctuary was not as high as outside, hovering around twenty-six degrees Celsius. This was clearly a specific countermeasure implemented during its design and construction.

The Eternal Morning Star orbiting the Tai Sui God ascended, and in conjunction with the reconnaissance network, it quickly recorded the entire floor plan of the Mantle Sanctuary.

"It’s this big?"

After retrieving the Eternal Morning Star, Qi Suian was taken aback.

Soon, Qi Suian began to examine the map.

But he couldn’t make heads or tails of it; he wasn’t a professional.

"AI Core, where to next?" Qi Suian asked.

He couldn’t understand what the map was showing, so naturally, he could only rely on the AI Core.

Otherwise, exploring such a massive sanctuary step-by-step would be impossible in under a month.

[Route plotted. First destination...]

Qi Suian glanced at it without paying much attention, his mind already on another problem.

"Hey, do you think a sanctuary this big could be used as a module?"

’If that actually worked, wouldn’t it mean the module is only SSS-grade but possesses numerous functions?’

[Negative. It involves...]

The AI Core gave its reply, but after hearing the first word, Qi Suian completely ignored the rest.

"That’s not right. Fighter jets work, so why not a sanctuary? Conceptually, they’re both the same, aren’t they?"

"They both have equipment and people."

Qi Suian gave an example.

[Your example is excellent and would convince me, but the Tai Sui God cannot load it.]

The AI Core was basically saying, ’You win the argument, but what’s impossible is impossible. If you want to keep talking, take it up with the Tai Sui God.’

Qi Suian then dropped the subject. The AI Core had a point. What good was winning an argument if the thing was still impossible? 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

Especially since his argument had been a bit unreasonable to begin with.

The AI Core then began maneuvering the Tai Sui God to explore according to the planned route.

Meanwhile, Qi Suian, out of boredom, started practicing his Ancient Martial Technique in his mind.

Progress was much faster than his research on the Blood Moon Organization sample, and a basic prototype was already taking shape.

If nothing went wrong, the first version of his improved Ancient Martial Technique would be born in about three days.

For now, however, it was only at the Mingjin stage, since he himself was only at Mingjin.

’If I had to make a comparison, this so-called Ancient Martial Technique is basically an advanced version of calisthenics.’

’It’s just that the people of the Ancient Martial World meet the conditions to cultivate Ancient Martial Techniques, which is why their "calisthenics" produces Extraordinary effects.’

’It’s not that they lack talent—they have it. The ability to practice Ancient Martial Techniques *is* their talent, it’s just hidden and wasn’t further stimulated by the apocalypse game.’

’It’s like the first batch of survivors. Their talents also came from unawakened Extraordinary potential.’

’As for me, I probably have talent too, but it should only be the unique ability-type talent of the zombie system.’

’But because I merged with a "reincarnator," I gained the unique Extraordinary talent of the first batch of survivors.’

’So from the very beginning, I wasn’t purely a human from the Profound World, but a fusion of humans from two worlds.’

’In that case, if I had another SSS-grade fusion card and used it on this batch of survivors from the Ancient Martial World, I could probably turn this "calisthenics" Ancient Martial Technique into something truly spectacular.’

Qi Suian could feel the Mingjin in his body being converted into Anjin through his internal organs, nourishing them little by little, though the effect was a bit weak.

After all, as Qi Suian’s physique improved, his internal organs had also grown stronger.

He wasn’t the type to be imbalanced—strong bones and skin but pathetically weak insides.

Instead, his improvement was all-encompassing, with no weak points.

Of course, before he was fully developed, having no weak points also meant having no outstanding strengths, which could be called mediocrity.

But once he was fully grown, he would be a "hexagonal warrior."

[Data logged...]

The AI Core interrupted Qi Suian’s thoughts. His gaze then shifted to the logged data.

The files stored here contained all records of the solar anomaly, from its beginning to its end.

Qi Suian temporarily set aside his thoughts and began to read.

The records inside were very detailed, but unfortunately, they were incomplete due to the interruption of human civilization.

"Overall, the process is about the same as what was said in the broadcast, just more detailed."

"But something feels off." Qi Suian found it strange. The records seemed complete, yet it felt like some connecting pieces were missing.

’It’s a good thing this civilization had the habit of keeping paper archives as backups,’ he thought. ’If everything had been digitized, they’d have been truly screwed.’

[Top-secret file logged. Please review it as soon as possible.]

The AI Core suddenly alerted Qi Suian. Normally, it would just state that a file had been logged, not urge him to review it as soon as possible.

This could only mean the file was extremely important.

"Sun in a Bottle???" When Qi Suian saw the file name, he had a bad feeling.

"No way, you’re... this isn’t another case of humanity bringing about its own doom, is it?"

Qi Suian swallowed hard. The zombie crisis that erupted in his Profound World was the handiwork of the Divine Prayer Association. Was this going to be the same situation all over again?

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The Cold Pool Zuoqiu Family was annihilated by firearms. Their only real threat, the Zuoqiu Family’s ancestor at the Peak of Huajin, also died by Qin Sheng’s sword.

Qin Sheng also learned why the Zuoqiu Family had targeted him: through an apocalyptic reward, they had discovered he possessed the *Eternal Undying God-Demon Scripture*.

They wanted to take it for themselves, but as a righteous Ancient Martial Family, they had to resort to a cruder strategy—finding a way to make it seem like Qin Sheng was in the wrong.

The plan was good, but its only flaw was failing to realize this was no longer the Ancient Martial World, but the already apocalyptic Polar Day World. Thus, Qin Sheng beat them to the punch.

"Chief, I found it!" An excited Xue Pingjun rushed in and handed Qin Sheng a map. "The Zuoqiu Family had a map with markings. The Extreme North State is on it!"

A smile spread across Qin Sheng’s face. He took the map, but as he looked at it, his brow furrowed.

"It’s too far." His smile vanished, his voice tinged with helplessness.

Never mind the Mantle Sanctuary; even the distance to the Extreme North State was considerable.

An Ancient Martial Artist might be able to make the journey alive, but for an ordinary person, there was absolutely no chance of survival.

Most of the survivors in their mutual aid association were ordinary people, and there were quite a few of them. If they were to migrate like this, they would be lucky if even a tenth of them survived.

"Then... isn’t it useless...?" The excitement on Xue Pingjun’s face faded.

"Not necessarily. There’s still a chance, if we can get a large enough vehicle..." Qin Sheng understood their situation: staying meant certain death, but trying to leave would also be deadly. "If we push forward with all our might, we should be able to arrive within three months."

"That... is too harsh." Xue Pingjun was helpless in the face of this reality.

"It’s not impossible. We can have those arrogant Ancient Martial Families ’sponsor’ us," Qin Sheng said softly.

Only after wiping out the Zuoqiu Family did he realize how truly wealthy the Ancient Martial Families were.