Moonlight Breeze

After the world's annihilation, it was rebuilt.
Upon the edge of a perilous cliff, skyscrapers rose anew.
Those called the Chosen thrived behind the scenes of reality, walking in the shadows of history, wielding extraordinary powers, and receiving admiration and reverence.
Some say they are fated by destiny, one in tens of thousands.
Yet Ji Jue has no interest in such destiny.
He only wishes to one day, see the scenery that lies beyond destiny.
'...'
The chronicler paused the pen here, looking at the greasy-handed mechanic: 'So, this is your reason for disrupting the international order, trafficking forbidden weapons, funding subversive organizations, inciting a polar war, and plotting to secretly rule the world?'
'It's none of my damn business!'
Ji Jue rolled his eyes, 'I'm just a damn mechanic!'

Legend of the chosen ones: Beyond Destiny

Ji Jue had only counted to four when a scream came from the end of the corridor.


Angel, who was sprinting, suddenly stumbled and fell to the ground, declining and trying to push himself up from his dizziness, only to find that his left foot, like a rotten fruit, had fallen off his leg.


Then came layers of peeling skin from his hands and limbs.


It was as if strong acid was rampaging inside his body, churning from inside out, eroding his viscera, organs, and even flesh. By the time the nerves belatedly perceived the pain, it was already too late.


"What is... this... what..." he mumbled, his eyes widening in confusion, then everything went dark as his shattered eyeballs fell from their sockets.


He couldn't see his own rapidly mutating limbs.


As the crowd of bone ash mingled with mercury was stimulated, it began to spread mutations.


Chapter 162: Regretting Not Meeting Sooner