The Prophecy Code: Rise of the Terminus Shard

<| HIGH SCHOOL PERIMETER | CONCEALMENT SHROUD |>

Ethan lifted the thin fabric. The system chimed instantly:

DING!

「 ITEM IDENTIFIED: CONCEALMENT VEIL (B-GRADE) 」

Effect: Renders the wearer invisible to non-human entities.

Duration: 00:05:00 | Cooldown: 08:00:00

Invisible to monsters? 

Ethan's heart raced. This could change everything.

"Convinced now?" Ray Cheng smirked, tilting his chin. 

"I am." 

With this, downtown wasn't a risky venture—it was a sprint.

Ray leaned in closer, his breath fogging the edge of the shroud. "I've shown my goodwill. What do you know about this situation?" 

Ethan shared pieces of death-replay #5:

Old John's lakeside box warning. 

Mayor Lü's suspected corruption. 

The purpose of the northern decoy. 

But he kept the key truths to himself:

The Terminus Shard cold against his chest. 

Wan'er's sly smile in the control room. 

If he suspected her, he would lose his advantage.

DING!

**EYES OF THE DOOMED: COOLDOWN COMPLETE**

"Move! Are you meeting your team downtown?" Ray urged. 

This apocalypse had torn apart all rules. There was no slow build—just chaos on Day One. Key items were now surfacing. Chengdu was an open wound.

"Wait." 

Ethan pressed his shaking fingers to his temples. 

<< ACTIVATE: EYES OF THE DOOMED >>

Ray's protest went silent. 

CRIMSON LIGHT blazed from Ethan's eyes. 

The eerie stillness. The thousand-yard stare— 

Ray's breath caught. Seer.

**GOVERNMENT DATA: APOCALYPSE ONLINE**

Player Skill Distribution:

Combat: 60%

Support: 38%

Rare: 2% 

Confirmed Seers (China): 38

A-Grade: 37

S-Grade: 1 (Master Chang) 

Catastrophe-Class Scenario Reward: 

1 Respawn Coin

And this rookie has that power?

Ethan noticed none of it. Time ripped open:

A photograph appeared—faded edges and the scent of vanilla and dust. 

The Lü Family. Mayor Lü and his wife smiled. Two kids stood between them. 

The girl, no older than ten, pointed a toy gun. Lips pouted: "Pew! Pew!"

FOCUS. 

His future self's whisper pierced through the haze. 

The shape of her brow. The determined set of her jaw— 

Three features are identical to Wan'er.

LU WAN.

Memories exploded: 

Six years ago. News vans crowded the street. 

"MAYORAL HEIRESS KIDNAPPED! RANSOM FAILED! BODY RECOVERED!" 

Grandmother Chen collapsed at the funeral. 

Grief took her life in weeks.

Wan'er. Chen. 

Not Lü. Not Lin. 

She buried her name with her grandmother's ashes.

Why?

The answer twisted like frozen wire in his gut:

She wasn't hiding. 

She was hunting.