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Apocalyptic Villain: Female Leads, Don't Even Think About Running

Ye Zi'an finds himself unexpectedly transported into the world of a novel he once criticized as trash. Upon activation of the Villain System, he gains an SSS-level skill, acquiring extra attributes by cultivating relationships with exceptional women. As a seasoned reader, Ye Zi'an knows exactly what to do: suppress the original male protagonist, construct a fortress to protect high-caliber female survivors, and form his own female legion. His goal is to gather the world's most outstanding female survivors into his stronghold. And whatโ€™s more, the fortress has the potential to evolve into a Sky City. System: Host... ------- You can read 40+ Advanced chapter in my Ko-Fi: Patreon.com/GodOfReader ------ 5 Chapters / Day This is translated. The cover is not mine. I don't have any rights over this novel, so if author wanted me to take this down, you could contact me in my gmail.

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Chapter 48: Killing the Rampaging Brutal King

๐—œ ๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐—ป'๐˜ ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ๐—น๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ ๐—ช๐—ฒ๐—ฏ๐—ป๐—ผ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—น ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜€ ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—น๐—ฒ๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐—บ๐˜† ๐˜„๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ธ๐˜€ ๐—ฎ๐—ด๐—ฎ๐—ถ๐—ปโ€”๐˜๐—ต๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ธ๐˜€ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ถ๐—ฟ๐—ฑ ๐˜๐—ถ๐—บ๐—ฒ ๐—ถ๐˜'๐˜€ ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ฝ๐—ฝ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฑ, ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—œ'๐—บ ๐˜‚๐˜๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—น๐˜† ๐—ฒ๐˜…๐—ฎ๐˜€๐—ฝ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฑ. ๐—”๐—ณ๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ฎ๐—น๐—น ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐˜๐—ถ๐—บ๐—ฒ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—ฒ๐—ณ๐—ณ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐˜ ๐—œ'๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ ๐—ฝ๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐—ถ๐—ป๐˜๐—ผ translating ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—ฝ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ณ๐—ฒ๐—ฐ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—บ๐˜† ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—ป๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜, ๐—ถ๐˜'๐˜€ ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ๐˜†๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—ณ๐—ฟ๐˜‚๐˜€๐˜๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐˜๐—ผ ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—ฒ ๐—ถ๐˜ ๐˜ƒ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ถ๐˜€๐—ต ๐—น๐—ถ๐—ธ๐—ฒ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ถ๐˜€. ๐—œ๐˜ ๐—ณ๐—ฒ๐—ฒ๐—น๐˜€ ๐—น๐—ถ๐—ธ๐—ฒ ๐—ฎ๐—น๐—น ๐—บ๐˜† ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฑ ๐˜„๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ธ ๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐˜„๐—ป ๐—ฎ๐˜„๐—ฎ๐˜†, ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—น๐—ฎ๐—ฐ๐—ธ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐—ฒ๐˜…๐—ฝ๐—น๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป ๐—ผ๐—ฟ ๐˜€๐˜‚๐—ฝ๐—ฝ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐˜ ๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐—ผ๐—ป๐—น๐˜† ๐—ฎ๐—ฑ๐—ฑ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐˜๐—ผ ๐—บ๐˜† ๐—ด๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐˜„๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ด๐—ฒ๐—ฟ. ๐—œ'๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ณ๐—ฒ๐—น๐˜ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ณ๐˜‚๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐—ฏ๐˜† ๐—ฎ ๐—ฝ๐—น๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ณ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—บ ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ๐—ณ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ, ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—ถ๐˜'๐˜€ ๐—ฑ๐—ถ๐—ณ๐—ณ๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐˜‚๐—น๐˜ ๐˜๐—ผ ๐—ธ๐—ฒ๐—ฒ๐—ฝ ๐—บ๐˜† ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฝ๐—ผ๐˜€๐˜‚๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ฎ๐—ณ๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ฑ๐—ถ๐˜€๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ด๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐—น๐—ถ๐—ธ๐—ฒ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ถ๐˜€.

๐—œ๐˜ ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—ฒ๐—บ๐˜€ ๐˜๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐˜€๐—น๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ฎ ๐—–๐—ต๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐˜€๐—ฒ ๐—ข๐—ป๐—ฒ ๐—ฃ๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐—ฐ๐—ฒ ๐—ณ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ณ๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป ๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐—ผ๐˜‚๐˜ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—พ๐˜‚๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป, ๐—ฎ๐˜€ ๐—ฎ๐—น๐—น ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฒ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐—บ๐˜† ๐˜„๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ธ๐˜€ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜ ๐˜„๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ฏ๐—น๐—ผ๐—ฐ๐—ธ๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐—ผ๐—ฟ ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—น๐—ฒ๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐˜„๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—น๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐˜๐—ผ ๐—ข๐—ป๐—ฒ ๐—ฃ๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐—ฐ๐—ฒ. ๐—ก๐—ผ๐˜„ ๐—œ'๐—บ ๐˜„๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ถ๐—ณ ๐—œ ๐˜€๐—ต๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—น๐—ฑ ๐—ด๐—ถ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ ๐˜๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐˜€๐—น๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐——๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—น๐˜‚๐—ผ ๐—ฎ ๐˜€๐—ต๐—ผ๐˜, ๐—ฒ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ป ๐˜๐—ต๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ด๐—ต ๐—œ ๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐—ป'๐˜ ๐˜€๐˜๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ฎ๐˜‚๐˜๐—ต๐—ผ๐—ฟ. ๐—›๐—ฒ'๐˜€ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐˜€๐—ผ๐—ป ๐˜„๐—ต๐˜† 1.2 ๐—บ๐—ถ๐—น๐—น๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป ๐—ป๐—ผ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—น๐˜€ ๐˜„๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—น๐—ฒ๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฑ, ๐—ป๐—ผ๐˜ ๐˜๐—ผ ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ฏ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐—ฅ๐—ฒ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—œ๐—ป๐˜€๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ถ๐˜๐˜†. ๐—›๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ณ๐—น๐˜‚๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—ฒ ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜€ ๐—ฎ๐—น๐˜€๐—ผ ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—ป๐˜๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ฏ๐˜‚๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐˜๐—ผ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ฐ๐—น๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฒ ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐—พ๐˜‚๐—ฎ๐—น๐—ถ๐˜๐˜† ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐—ผ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ด๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐˜ ๐˜„๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ธ๐˜€ ๐—น๐—ถ๐—ธ๐—ฒ ๐—Ÿ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฑ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐— ๐˜†๐˜€๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐˜€ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—›๐—ผ๐˜‚๐˜€๐—ฒ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐—›๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐˜€.

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It seems translating a Chinese One Piece fanfiction is out of the question, as all three of my works that were blocked or deleted were related to One Piece. Now I'm wondering if I should give translating Douluo a shot, even though I can't stand the author. He's the reason why 1.2 million novels were deleted, not to mention the banning of Reverend Insanity. His influence has also contributed to the decline in quality of other great works like Lord of the Mysteries and House of Horrors.

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As Ye Zian collided with the Rampaging Brutal King, the buses he had set up in front of him crumpled at the midpoint, transforming from a straight line into a "V" shape.

Not only that, but several other buses nearby were also shoved back half a meter.

The descriptions in the book were nowhere near as shocking as witnessing it firsthand. The Rampaging Brutal King's assault was far from over. With a powerful leap, it crashed down onto the bus, delivering eight rapid punches.

The sound of devastation echoed as the barriers Ye Zian had constructed were completely destroyed.

Clang!

Just as the Rampaging Brutal King smashed the last bus, Ye Zian made his move.

He darted to the side of the Rampaging Brutal King and swung his Tang sword at its waist with all his might.

The blade sliced through, but it felt like striking stone. Though the sword usually cut effortlessly, it only left a half-inch deep gash on the Rampaging Brutal King's massive body.

For most, that would be a fatal injury, but for the Rampaging Brutal King, it was merely a flesh wound.

Both men accepted the outcome; for Ye Zian, breaking through its defenses was a victory in itself.

The sound of rushing air filled Ye Zian's ears as the Rampaging Brutal King's fist, the size of a cooking pot, came crashing down toward him.

Ye Zian's sword met the punch, and he staggered back a few steps, but managed to inflict a one-inch deep wound on the King's fist.

At that moment, the horde of zombies on the bridge closed in, baring their teeth and reaching out with clawing hands, eager to tear Ye Zian apart.

Ye Zian spun around, wielding his Tang sword in a flurry, sending several zombie heads flying through the air.

The Rampaging Brutal King was indifferent to the fates of the lower-tier zombies; with every punch, it sent multiple innocent zombies flying.

As time passed, Ye Zian began to notice the Rampaging Brutal King's weaknesses, or rather, its trade-offs.

Its massive size granted it unparalleled strength and defense, but it also sacrificed some agility.

Every time it turned, it was half a second slower than Ye Zian.

Though it was just half a second, for a master like Ye Zian, it was a significant opening.

Ye Zian's Tang sword continued to carve various depths of wounds into the Rampaging Brutal King's body, while the damage it dealt to Ye Zian was minimal.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

After three consecutive strikes, the once dark and sturdy skin of the King was now riddled with scars, and thick, foul-smelling liquid oozed from the wounds.

This was the Rampaging Brutal King's blood, which also served as a means for it to heal its injuries. If Ye Zian stopped inflicting damage, allowing the wounds to close, the King would recover and become even larger.

Bang! Bang!

Ye Zian tossed two oil barrels that were struck by the King's fists, crushing them as they exploded, leaving the King with two barrels hanging from its arms like bracelets.

The pale yellow liquid from the barrels spilled out, quickly coating the Rampaging Brutal King, mixing with its dark blood to fill the air with a pungent odor.

"Roar!"

The Rampaging Brutal King thought it had hit Ye Zian but was instead left with two empty barrels.

With a fierce grip, it crushed the barrels into flat metal plates and tore them from its wrists.

Furiously glaring, it scanned the surroundings for Ye Zian's figure.

Before it could find him, an orange fireball struck the Rampaging Brutal King, and the shockwave made it stagger. The diesel on its body ignited instantly.

"Roar!"

Meanwhile, Ye Zian quietly remained hidden at a distance, watching as the Rampaging Brutal King was engulfed in flames, wildly swinging its fists and exhausting its energy.

Ye Zian checked his pockets and found three Fireball cardsโ€”rewards from the Lucky Goddess system that he had accumulated daily, perfect for playing around with the Rampaging Brutal King.

Thus, once the flames on the King extinguished, Ye Zian planned to repeat the process, reigniting the King's body. As the flames burned its skin, the King's outer defenses would become ineffective.

One of the King's eyes was now burned out, and its once dark skin was now covered in charred patches, revealing glimpses of red and white flesh beneath.

The skin around its neck had also been burned to a pale white, showing the inner layer of the Rampaging Brutal King's skin.

The King continued to search for Ye Zian's whereabouts among the buildings.

"Roar! Roar! Roar!"

The Rampaging Brutal King seemed to possess limitless stamina, relentlessly pursuing Ye Zian for three whole hours, searching for him.

However, thanks to its rampage, the horde of zombies on the bridge had been significantly thinned out; most had perished at the King's hands, while only a few remained to die by Ye Zian's sword.

The Rampaging Charge frequently sent zombies flying in a straight line but posed no threat to Ye Zian.

Now that the sky was beginning to darken, Ye Zian knew that if this dragged on, the zombies at night would be far more dangerous.

Seeing the Rampaging Brutal King preparing to unleash another Mountain Shattering Fist, Ye Zian leaped down from the second floor of a nearby building, his Tang sword aimed to decapitate the King.

Thud!

The once-mighty Zombie King of Xucheng was thus slain by Ye Zian, having never had the chance to unleash its full power before its early demise.

[Congratulations! You have killed the Rampaging Brutal King, altered the plot, and gained 5000 points!]

[Congratulations! You have received an armor manufacturing blueprint (choose one), which can be used in the manufacturing room on Level 3 of the Tower of Babel!]

Ye Zian stored the Rampaging Brutal King's corpse in his space, knowing it was a crucial material for creating antidotes. Fully mutated zombies also contained a precious crystal core in their heads.

With the Rampaging Brutal King lifeless, its once thick skull was no longer as hard as before.

Ye Zian cleaved down, and a blood-red crystal core fell to the ground with a soft thud.

It resembled a gem but was harder than steel.

If crushed and mixed into weapons, it could significantly enhance their attack power.

As the Rampaging Brutal King's body vanished, two purple equipment cards emerged from beneath it.

[Spatial Ring] can absorb items with a capacity of 100 cubic meters.

[Mountain Shattering Hammer (Pair)] can break mountains and stabilize the earth.

The front of the cards displayed two imposing golden hammers crossed over each other, and it was difficult to determine what material they were made from. However, as purple cards dropped from the Zombie King of Xucheng, their quality was undoubtedly high, especially since Ye Zian could enhance the card's quality once.

Ye Zian grasped the two cards tightly, his fingers moving as he activated the Lucky Goddess's ability. The original purple glow of the cards was overshadowed by two beams of golden light, transforming the original Mountain Shattering Hammer into the [Heaven Shaking Earth Quaking Hammer (Pair)]โ€”one hammer shakes the heavens, the other quakes the earth.

Skill: Heaven Shaking Earth Quaking Hammer, delivers eight rapid strikes, each hit carries a stunning effect, with each attack increasing in power by 20%.

Calculating this, the final strike's power equated to 3.6 times that of the first strike. The most crucial aspect was the stunning effect; once the first strike landed, the target could only wait to perish.

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๐—ฆ๐—ต๐—ผ๐˜‚๐˜ ๐—ผ๐˜‚๐˜: '๐—•๐—ผ๐—ด๐—ฑ๐—ฎ๐—ป ๐—ฃ๐—ผ๐—ฝ๐—ฒ๐˜€๐—ฐ๐˜‚' ๐—ณ๐—ผ๐—ฟ ๐˜€๐˜‚๐—ฏ๐˜€๐—ฐ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ฏ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ผ๐—ป ๐—บ๐˜† $5 ๐—ง๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ.

๐—ฆ๐—ต๐—ผ๐˜‚๐˜ ๐—ผ๐˜‚๐˜: '๐—๐—ฐ1202' ๐—ณ๐—ผ๐—ฟ ๐˜€๐˜‚๐—ฏ๐˜€๐—ฐ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ฏ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ผ๐—ป ๐—บ๐˜† $5 ๐—ง๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ.

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