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RED: Swordsman in the Apocalypse

In a post-apocalyptic Earth, devastated by an invasion of Elder Gods through Dimensional Rifts seventy years ago, humanity is on the brink of extinction. The invasion caused massive land shifts, destroying continents and contaminating the atmosphere with radiation and pestilence. Survivors now live in domed cities called Fortresses, protected from the horrors outside. To fight back, humans developed the Knight Program, harnessing a mysterious energy source that emerged during the First Invasion. This program produces super-powered soldiers, known as Knights, who are humanity's last hope against the Elder Gods. *** .Enter Huey Blade, the last heir of a ruined sword family and a returnee swordsman in a post-apocalyptic Earth. Insensitive, narcissistic, and possibly sociopathic, Huey was transmigrated to a world of Red and Decay, struggling every second to survive. After decades, Huey finally returns home, only to find Earth devastated and his family long gone. Now, as a not-so-human swordsman, he must navigate this fallen world, as a Swordsman in the apocalypse, and humanity's public enemy number two! ... "What?! No call of duty?!" ... Other name: Returnee Swordsman in the Apocalypse ––STONE GOALS–– 50 Golden Tickets = One extra chapter 100 power stones = One Extra Chapter 100 Golden Tickets = Two Extra Chapters 200 power stones = Two Extra Chapters ––STONE GOALS–– NOTE, 50 Golden tickets are also equivalent to 100 powerstones. but if there's 50 tickets, and 100 powerstones at the same time, then there'll be two extra chapters regardless to keep up with the goal. So for every 50 tickets or 100 powerstones, there'll be one extra chapter. For now. this may be revised later in the future as things progress.

DBM_Novelist_ · Urbano
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153 Chs

Chapter 143: Jing and Listening [2]

"Hey, smelly geezer."

"I'll kill you."

Huey vividly recalled how the conversations with his blasted teacher usually would start.

He would always give the same lazy response.

A young Huey frowned as he turned to look at the messy haired middle aged man sitting cross-legged against a mat right outside with his eyes closed, next to him.

"What are we doing?"

The teacher opened one of his eyes to vaguely glance at him from the side.

"What does it look like?"

"Nothing." Huey spat.

"Exactly."

...

Sitting alone in the dark empty silence of the gloomy cell, Huey had occasional recollections of his time spent in the past. Sometimes, the random scenes and images popped up randomly without order.

Other times, he dreamt of them, partially reliving the days of those memories while the sedatives and drugs had put him unconscious. And each time he would wake up, the real world would seem so distant, so fake, and forlorn.