Virus King - Chapter 20

Chapter 20: Former Emperor! Apocalypse Code!

TL: YYang

Donghai City.

A figure appeared, hair disheveled and tangled.

His entire body was soaked, resembling a ghost that had just crawled out of the sea.

Despite his drenched state, he didn’t seem the least bit uncomfortable. Instead, he stared intently at the phone in his hand, which, strangely, showed no trace of water.

On the screen, the browser’s search history revealed a string of recent searches.

“Special Abilities”

“Delusional Disorder”

“Blue Star Trial Ground”

“Cosmic Will Evolvers”

These search records suggested what this young man had just experienced.

Only Shui Chuan himself knew exactly what he had gone through!

He glanced back at the ocean.

This wasn’t a typical coastal tourist city.

At least, not here in this part of Donghai City. On the beach, aside from some fishing boats returning to port in the distance, only a few children could be seen collecting shells and small crabs.

If things had gone as expected, he should have died a day ago.

Waves surged, and the fishing boat capsized.

Of the ten or so people on board, not a single one made it back alive.

Except him.

Shui Chuan gazed at the ocean with a mixture of confusion and awe. This ocean, which had blessed them with wealth and life, also seemed to view all living things as mere straw dogs, mercilessly destroying them with a mere whim.

Yet now, he felt something intensely strange.

He slowly extended his hand.

Drops of seawater from not far away gathered quickly toward him.

Then, in his hand, they coalesced into a ball of water.

This magical sight caught the attention of the nearby children playing in the sand.

The strangest part was still in front of him: an attribute panel that looked just like something from a video game!

Shui Chuan wondered if the waves had somehow knocked his senses straight out of him.

But now, everything felt undeniably real.

So, he frantically searched on his computer, and finally, after inputting all the keywords he could think of, he stumbled upon a peculiar website!

“Cosmic Will Pioneer Evolution Forum!”

“Congratulations to the Pioneers who have found and entered this forum and understand its significance!”

“Compared to others, you have an early advantage!”

“I believe that the Evolvers who appear here will shine brighter than any others in the future!”

“I offer my blessings and look forward to meeting you one day!”

“—White Emperor”

“White Emperor?!”

Shui Chuan’s lips and hands trembled. The dizziness from forming water spheres and surviving death at sea for days was intense, but now, he no longer cared.

A Pioneer!

Cosmic Will!

These were the very terms he’d seen right in front of him.

This White Emperor clearly knew what was going on!

Nervous and excited, he messaged this person, explaining his situation.

To his surprise, it took less than twenty minutes before a response arrived on his phone.

To Shui Chuan, it felt like grabbing onto a lifeline, but the reply was brief.

[White Emperor: Search the Cosmic Will group chat ID and apply to join.]

A group chat!?

It was a feature Shui Chuan had noticed earlier.

After sending the message, he quickly received a response!

[You have joined the group chat. You may change your nickname in the group!]

Finally, he had found people like him. He now had a chance to understand what was happening to him, and his excitement was beyond words.

But what surprised him was that, including himself, there were only three people in the group.

Shui Chuan held back from speaking and looked at the group rules:

“This group exists as a communication platform for gifted Evolvers! Group members must not insult others (resolve conflicts in person if needed)! Group members must not casually inquire about others’ real-life information!

To become true Evolvers in the Blue Star Trial Ground, to protect yourself and those you want to protect in the apocalypse! Strive to grow stronger and survive!”

These two rules were all Shui Chuan needed to confirm that what was happening to him wasn’t just his imagination.

The ability to control seawater—this terrifying power—wasn’t an illusion!

[Your Han King: Hahaha, finally a new member!]

[Your Han King: Newbie, check out the group rules and Apocalypse Code first!]

Apocalypse Code!?

Seeing the message from the other person in the group, Shui Chuan clicked on the group files.

As expected, a document titled “Apocalypse Code” was there, waiting.

Curious, Shui Chuan opened it.

“Apocalypse Code”

“1. The apocalypse will officially erupt at 0:00 on June 15. If you think you’re safe, feel free to sleep through the night. Just make sure you’re not worried about a zombie munching on your brain the next morning.”

“2. The zombie virus won’t infect Evolvers through genetic mutation. As long as Evolvers avoid zombie attacks after the apocalypse erupts, they won’t turn!”

“3. Zombies are far stronger than anything you’ve seen in TV shows, movies, or novels.”

“4. The dangers of the apocalypse don’t come solely from zombies.”

“5. Resources aren’t as important as you might imagine.”

“6. Talents are the foundation of an Evolver’s power, but courage, determination, and caution are the most valuable assets in the apocalyptic trial ground.”

“7. At times, human nature can be more terrifying than anything else.”

“8. Focusing on agility and physical attributes in the early stages will effectively ensure survival!”

“……”

A string of tips followed, each one of which Shui Chuan read with deep seriousness.

It was as if he were navigating the vast sea.

Any wave could be deadly.

Caution had never been a derogatory term!

And it was exactly this kind of caution that would turn this once desperate sailor, who barely survived his return to shore, into a figure known across the apocalyptic world as the renowned Water Monarch!

Chen Bai hadn’t expected to encounter an Emperor from his past life so soon.

One who could effortlessly flood an entire city with the power in his hand!

Still, he remained silent.

Han Xiao’s age and personality made him ideal for livening up the atmosphere.

Chen Bai had already shared key advice and strategies for survival in the group’s files.

As the White Emperor, he felt he should maintain an aloof image. Otherwise, in the chaotic days ahead, he might not be able to command these influential figures rising amidst the end times.

He watched as the future Water Monarch and the irreverent Han Xiao chatted casually in the group for a while, and still, no new members applied to join.

Then, just as he was about to exit, his phone rang.

Checking the caller, it was indeed Song Ziqiong again.

This woman was recovering pretty quickly, wasn’t she?