In the familiar wilderness, Lu Sheng's figure quietly emerged.
A burly zombie was the first to notice his appearance and let out a low growl as it charged toward him.
Without hesitation, Lu Sheng dashed forward.
Block, punch...
In just two moves, the burly zombie—clad in tattered clothing of indiscernible style—had its neck twisted and snapped by Lu Sheng.
A black wisp of smoke rose and swiftly merged into his body.
"Martial arts practitioner..."
After absorbing the zombie's memories, Lu Sheng exhaled softly.
"My strength has definitely increased..."
That brief exchange had given Lu Sheng a clear, intuitive understanding of his current power level.
He had encountered zombies of this type before—physically massive and distinct from the ones in jumpsuits. These were a new class of combat-type zombies with fluctuating strength levels.
Some were weaker than the gray-jumpsuit zombies, while others were even stronger than the blue-jumpsuit ones.
Their combat capabilities could only be roughly gauged based on body size.
The one Lu Sheng had just taken down was no pushover—it might have been the strongest zombie he'd encountered yet. In terms of both strength and speed, it was nearly twice that of a typical blue-jumpsuit zombie.
"I estimate its combat power was on par with a first-level Official Warrior..."
But even so, it couldn't last more than two moves against Lu Sheng.
"The breakthrough in my boxing technique has given me a natural, effortless ease. Facing opponents with inferior skill feels like an adult fighting a child..."
A trace of joy appeared in Lu Sheng's eyes.
After eliminating the zombie, Lu Sheng continued forward.
He'd been traveling through the Gray Mist Wasteland for what felt like ages. Based on the memories he had absorbed from the zombies, he should be very close to the fabled Base 1359.
"According to their memories, Base 1359 was destroyed in a black fog and a near-endless wave of Abyssal Beasts.
It's strange that I haven't encountered a single beast so far...
Could they all be nesting in the ruins of the base?
Or maybe they retreated after destroying it?"
Lu Sheng couldn't be sure.
Although his Martial Way progress was swift, the dream realm remained a place filled with peril and the unknown.
To this day, he had never died in the dream, and he had no idea what would happen if he did—and he had no intention of finding out.
Along the way, Lu Sheng slew several more zombies.
The martial arts memories gained from them quickly filled in gaps in his mastery of legwork, palm techniques, and footwork, steadily pushing him toward a breakthrough.
At the same time, his already-advanced boxing skills continued to rise slowly but steadily.
Just as he punched a zombie's head clean off and began absorbing its memory, Lu Sheng suddenly froze.
His eyes locked onto the sight before him.
The gray mist parted like flowing water, revealing the outline of a vast and crumbling structure gradually emerging in the distance.
"At last... I've arrived..."
The legendary Base 1359.
Lu Sheng felt an uncanny calmness settle in his heart—but he also became even more cautious.
Sometimes, the unknown itself spelled danger.
And Lu Sheng had witnessed, again and again through absorbed memories, the destruction of Base 1359 beneath a tsunami of Abyssal Beasts.
That overwhelming despair and suffocating pressure felt like a massive stone lodged in his chest.
Though Lu Sheng moved swiftly, his steps were light and silent.
The closer he got to the megastructure, the more zombies wandered through the gray mist—and not just more in number, but stronger as well.
From several of them, Lu Sheng sensed a long-lost feeling—real danger.
Fortunately, their awareness hadn't improved with their strength. As long as he was careful, he could avoid detection.
The mountain may look near, but the horse dies before reaching it.
Lu Sheng had been running for over half an hour straight, yet was only now getting close to the giant city. That alone said much about its enormous scale.
At last, he stood beneath the megacity.
Hiding behind a piece of collapsed wall, he looked up at the city ahead.
Only now did the full majesty of this fortress reveal itself.
Words could hardly do justice to its sheer size.
Lu Sheng had to crane his neck to nearly its physical limit just to catch a glimpse of the top of the city walls.
The entire metropolis was surrounded by towering walls that pierced the clouds.
It reminded Lu Sheng of an anime from his past life, where people hid behind massive walls to fend off monstrous giants.
Compared to that, this city's walls were far taller—on a completely different scale.
It was hard to imagine what force in this world could possibly breach such an impregnable defense.
But what Lu Sheng saw...
Was a city covered in massive, terrifying tears and gashes.
From the outside, the entire city looked like a shattered, chipped bowl.
The wall fragment Lu Sheng leaned on was just a tiny shard from that ruined bowl.
Recalling the apocalyptic images from the memories he'd absorbed, Lu Sheng's expression turned grim.
Perhaps those scenes of ruin and despair weren't even a thousandth of the real catastrophe.
Height determines perspective.
The zombies he could now dispatch with ease likely only saw the faintest glimpse of the true horror before dying.
"Base 1359... Which means there were at least over a thousand bases like it.
So—where are the others? Are they still intact?
What happened to the people of this world?
Are there still any survivors left?"
A tide of questions surged in Lu Sheng's heart.
Questions about this world's history...
About the origin of this dream realm...
About the mysterious Body Tempering Art and Breath Control Technique he now practiced...
Lu Sheng took a step toward the ruined city.
He felt the truth awaited him—just ahead.
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