By late March of 2027, spring had returned to the land. Everything brimmed with vitality, though there were far more mutated creatures roaming the wilds than before. Outside Wujiang City, two energy fighter jets streaked across the sky. Soon, violent explosions and bursts of fire erupted above, mingled with roars and howls.1

"Mutated beasts seem to be getting more common these days." At dusk, by the riverside, Zhang Xiaolan, who had come out for a stroll after dinner, looked up at the mutilated corpse of a mutated beast falling from the heavens and sighed with emotion. Two years ago, mutated creatures had still felt like a distant menace, something ordinary folk would almost never encounter.0

Beside her, Shi Feitong, dressed casually in a white T-shirt and jeans and appearing no different from an ordinary girl with black hair falling to her shoulders, smiled and said, "They’re only low-level creatures, Auntie, you don’t need to worry about them."0

"By the way, Little Tong, aren’t you busy? Why do you...0