SUPREME ARCH-MAGUS - Chapter 64: I Need A Face Mask

Terrorized by the Seed Crystal Virus outbreak, the dimension where Stein was created had its civilization destroyed. Once a world developed with technology as its core, now it was just a wilderness with remnants of tech that’s inedible.

Unknown if it was a call of good or bad luck, Zhang Qin Feng was chosen as the one to bring life back to this lawless, desolated place.

What can he do?

How can it be done?

For what purposes?

Is it worth risking his life for?

There’s no one to answer Zhang Qin Feng, as he was the only one with such a privilege. But he knew... That everything came with a price.

“STEIN, Inventory!” Zhang Qin Feng grabbed the Phalanx X-02 that took four inventory spaces from his Dimensional Storage. Holding the pistol with both of his hands, he fired a shot accurately at one of the incoming zombie's head.

Marauders shot Yuan in the head and buried him in a ditch. They thought it would be enough to put him down. They were wrong.Rising from the dead by the will of the Gun, demigod of revenge and firearms, Yuan only has one goal in mind: track down his murderers across the Unmade World and slaughter every last one of them. With the bullet-core stuck in his skull marking him as a Gunsoul, he can finally teach these arrogant cultivators a lesson they’ll never forget.But revenge isn’t so easy to claim. To carve out a path through the wasteland, Yuan will have to face power-hungry sects, nuclear cultivators, and weapon-gods. Let them come. No one will bury him again.He’ll give them all a taste of Bullet Hell.

I killed the protagonist.Yeah. He was a real son of a bitch.Noah didn’t just stumble into this mess. He walked straight in—grinning, sword in hand.One day, he wakes up inside his favorite game… as a throwaway side character no one remembers. A complete nobody. But when he figures out who the so-called “main character” is?Some smug, self-righteous psycho.So yeah—he killed him. No regrets.Story over, right?Not exactly.Because this world? It’s got one more player.“WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON!?”Now the story’s off the rails, the world’s gone completely off-script, and Noah’s got a new goal:Steal the hero’s spot. Rewrite the plot. Find out who the hell this other player is. And maybe—just maybe—make this damn story fun for once.

When Cheng Qianfan opens his eyes every day, the first reaction in his mind is: What is my identity today (which vest should I wear)?

This book is also known as “Ace Agent: My Vests Are Countless”.

The red ‘flame’ hidden deep inside the enemy, the agile and outstanding member of the red team ‘Chen Zhou’, the favorite general of the military commander Dai Chunfeng, the blue bird… and so on.

However, he knew that he was Cheng Qianfan, a staunch red warrior!

“In the dark, you firmly watch the sun in your heart; in the long night, you silently give birth to the dawn of dawn; in the tiger’s den, you bear the burden of humiliation and wait for the time; in the battle, you rise quietly, killing the enemy invisible; no one knows your name , your feats will be immortal…”

His story begins in the early spring of 1936…

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