Get to the Point

A new work from the author of 'My Senior Brother is Too Steady', welcome to enjoy it! 
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[Science Fiction Apocalypse Setting + Alone Cultivation Protagonist, Not a Mindless Feel-Good Story]
This is a shattered world where human civilization barely gasps for air on a planet ravaged by the Blade Beast catastrophe, the flame of civilization in underground fortresses flickers intermittently, and human elites in space are brewing a final plan to strike back at the Blade Beasts, but the future of humanity is dimly lit by fading stars…
"So,"
a Mahayana Realm expert, who after cultivating alone for one hundred and twenty-five years failed his tribulation and became a Residual Soul in this 'peculiar' world, sighed deeply as he looked up to the sky:
"What the hell does this have to do with me?!"

Living in the Doomsday and Becoming an Immortal Alone

Tree Man Beta grabbed a recording pen and aimed it at Shaman's mouth.


Shaman's voice fluctuated between a deep tone and a lively pace, speaking in different intonations:


"Ah, who knows if that damned Biological Minister Hamanaka Nao will be sentenced to death."


"Death penalty is unlikely, she might be shot in the back in prison, and then they announce she committed suicide—much less political risk that way."


"She actually let Spiritual Ability Users control our commander."


"Ah, the commander killed himself after breaking free of those shackles. It's unclear who the new commander is. I heard the Governor is also planning to resign to take the blame. It's all those damned Spiritual Ability Users' fault, why should the Governor bear it?"


Shaman paused, her arms stretching forward, raised horizontally, the crystal ball in her palm slowly levitating.


Her scanning range extended further, she repeated:


"The armor of the Special Task Force's X is so cool!"


Chapter 114: Branches, Sharp Tongue, Threats_2