Doomed to be Cannon Fodder (Web Novel) - Chapter 280: The Funeral

2000 years ago a catacalism happend that changed everything, a mystrious type of enrgy called Ena was introduced to this world causing a wide spread mutation in animals and plants creating many bizzar new species every single organism changed and that included us humans as we gaind the applity to harness ena transforming us from mere mortals to super humens but the tiping of the pyramid was sudden and even with ena cultivators being born humanity could not stope the mutated beasts invasion, falling from the top of the pyramid as an apex predator of this world to a prey at lowest leveles of spectrom, 90 percent of the humen population were wiped out that was when someone discoverd that he could tame these beasts and use them to fight and grow stronger at a speed that seemed impossiple for any ena cultivatior saving what was left of humanity and curving a small pice of land as a sanqutary for the suvivers, those heros where called beast tamers and thats how this honoroble profisson was born.Waking up in a new world, Alan Ortex finds himself thrust into a bizarre and very dangerous new life. With a new family to protect and the desire to face the unknown, fear and excitement bubble up inside him. He will start his journey across the multitude of encounters that he will find in this new life. From a weak high school student, wondering and wanting to make a name for himself, wanting to enjoy his life to the fullest, as he promised himself on the first day he woke up in this new world. In this world full of bizarre creatures and beasts and unbelievable superpowered humans, he will become the strongest beast tamer ever—the absolute one.It's a tale of life, a journey into the unknown full of trials and one big mystery unfolding after another.Stay on your toes; it is going to get serious.

In a world of countless schemes, where you are being manipulated at every moment,often without even knowing it.A world where you can't be sure if what you see is reality… or just another illusion crafted as part of a deeper scheme.This is the story of someone who survives it all kind of schemes both small and vast, some he understands, and others he never even realizes.Even he, who is constantly being schemed against, crafts schemes of his own against others.This is a world ruled by deception and Yuan will persevere it, shape it, and rise through it.------------English is not my native language, so please understand if there are any mistakes

After transmigrating, Shen Yuan initially thought he would be able to join an immortal sect and live forever in luxury under the aid of the system. However, who could have predicted that the Falling Clouds Sect, mentioned in the novice guide mission, had been destroyed ten thousand years ago? He was late by a full ten thousand years!His path to immortality seemed to have lost all hope, but Shen Yuan has found a completely new approach to the system missions.If the Falling Clouds Sect had been destroyed for ten thousand years, no one should object if I claim myself the Sect Master, right?He wrote his name in the list of Sect Masters. Hidden achievement completed: Sect Master, rewarded with Earthly Destroyer Divine Power: Pot’s Heaven.A Demon Path Giant from ten thousand years ago left a remnant soul, preparing to hide in a ring and act like a grandfather?He destroyed the ring in a backhand manner. Hidden achievement completed: Demon Path Nemesis, rewarded with Earthly Destroyer Divine Power: Gods Purging.An ancient forbidden land from ten thousand years ago, left with nothing but desolate hills and graves due to Spirit Energy depletion?He sent a construction team to remodel the scenic area and moved the graves one by one. Hidden achievement completed: Leveling the Ancient Wilderness, rewarded with the Heavenly General Divine Power: Seven Arrowhead.While Shen Yuan was busy collecting hidden achievements, rumors of a powerful return of the Falling Clouds Sect quietly spread throughout the whole Cultivation World.

Amidst the eerie silence of an unfamiliar hall, a cacophony of confused voices rose, mingling in a chorus of bewilderment. “Where are we?” “What happened?” “I thought I died!” Each utterance hung in the air, a testament to the collective disbelief gripping the room.As the haze of confusion lifted, disjointed memories surfaced, fragments of lives cut short by tragedy. “I remember... I was stabbed...” ventured one voice, echoed by another's affirmation of a similar fate. “I... I died in a plane crash,” muttered a third, only to be met with a stunned agreement from a fellow survivor.Amidst the chaos of bewildered voices, one man stood apart, his expression a mask of contemplation amidst the turmoil. As his companions recounted their brushes with death, his mind churned with questions, each more confounding than the last.“I got shot... I remember it vividly,” he murmured to himself, his voice barely audible above the din. “So how am I still here?” The enigma of their shared resurrection gnawed at him, compelling him to seek answers in the depths of his memories.With each revelation of a paired demise—a male and female, bound by the same tragic fate—a flicker of recognition ignited within him. “This... this seems familiar,” he mused, the pieces of a puzzle slowly coalescing in his mind. But the picture remained incomplete, obscured by the fog of uncertainty that shrouded their surroundings.As the words “pairs, pairs, pairs” echoed in his mind like a cryptic mantra, a sudden realization struck him with the force of a revelation. “It can't be... don't tell me...” he whispered, his voice trembling with disbelief. With a sense of urgency, he began to scan his surroundings, searching for any sign or clue that could confirm his suspicions.Then, as if guided by an unseen force, his gaze shifted upwards, and there, bathed in an ethereal light, stood an angelic figure with golden apparel, its gaze fixed upon him with a warm smile. The sight took his breath away, filling him with a mixture of awe and trepidation.The man's heart raced as faced a real angel, his mind struggling to comprehend the surreal encounter unfolding before him. The angel's words, spoken with an air of amusement, only deepened the enigma shrouding their meeting.“I never expected anyone to notice me,” the angel remarked, a hint of playfulness in its voice. “I was concealing my presence to let everyone fully calm down, but to think someone noticed me. Just who are you?”Ethan's disbelief and confusion intensified at the angel's question. “Eh... Ethan Rivers,” he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper.As Aurelia, the angel, finally revealed himself to the bewildered assembly, a hush fell over the room, each soul drawn in by his radiant presence and commanding aura. Ethan's gaze lingered on Aurelia.“Greetings, lost souls,” Aurelia declared, his voice resonating with a majestic power that seemed to fill the very air around them. “I am Aurelia, and I shall be your guide to your new life.”As Aurelia extended his arms in a gesture of welcome, Ethan felt a surge of rage and hesitation, “This it bad, really bad.”