Ghost of Dark Mountain

My name is Lu Xin. I'm one of the few normal people in this world.

A lot of my colleagues ask me how I could be so calm in the face of a crisis.

I smile without saying anything. When I get home from work, my parents and sister are already waiting for me at the table.

"Brother, why should we be afraid of those monsters? They should be afraid of us."

"Son, if you're bullied, you must tell Mom and Dad. We'll get him together."

I calmly pick up my bowl of rice. Monsters? What's there to be afraid of? Can it be as scary as my family?

The sudden rise of the red moon thirty years ago has thrown the world into chaos. The surviving humans not only had to deal with sudden changes in their environment, but also with mutated monsters eyeing them covetously. Fortunately, some of humans had awakened their superpowers and were barely able to keep up the peace. 

However, everyone knows that this security is only superficial. The terrorists in the cities, the awakened who can't maintain their condition, the corrupted monsters constantly threaten ordinary people. 

Upon learning of a new recruit at the Agency—

"Mr. Lu Xin! What do you think of yourself as the savior of mankind, the greatest hero in human history?"

"I can only ensure that my family doesn't step out the house."

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Since The Red Moon Appeared

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  In the next moment, his body was suddenly torn apart piece by piece, turning into throbbing flesh and blood.


  At the same time, his father's power also soared in an instant. A rolling black shadow was pulled out of the stadium and surged toward the black Army in sections. With a single attack, the black Army in front was completely destroyed, turning into a spiritual turbulence. This black shadow even surged toward number two, who was wearing a suit, at the end of the hell Army.


  That number two was also smashed into dust.


  His father's maniacal laughter rang out in the air. His father, who had been suppressed by the hell Legion and was unable to gain mental power by corrupting others because of Lu Xin's ban, finally had his revenge.


  As his father laughed, Lu Xin jerked his head back and looked at clone No. 2, who was on the roof of a building in the distance.


  The black particles in his eyes trembled as he looked at the glass cup in clone No. 2's hand.


The gathering of the mentally ill (3)