activa-t Chapter 2 Golden Crow Bloodline, the Only Prophet in the Entire Server!
Chapter 2 Golden Crow Bloodline, the Only Prophet in the Entire Server!
The lights were dim inside the low-rent housing.
Lin Yuan pushed open the door, and just as he was about to speak, he saw his younger sister, Lin Xiaoxiao, sitting on the sofa with red eyes.
"elder brother……"
Lin Xiaoxiao raised her head, forcing back her tears.
"It's all over the neighborhood group chat."
"They said you were selected, and... and your compatibility is only F-level, turning you into a crow with no ability to protect yourself, making it unlikely you'll come back alive."
Looking at his sister's shoulder, Lin Yuan felt a sudden pang of sadness, but his gaze was quickly replaced by determination.
He strode over and vigorously rubbed the little head.
Don't listen to those idiots' bullshit.
"Not only will your brother come back alive, but I promise that when I return next time, we'll move out of this place and into a big apartment in Gangnam City."
Lin Xiaoxiao was stunned.
She nodded vigorously, wiping away her tears: "Yes, I believe in my brother!"
……
The following day, at the First Military High School, the teleportation array roared into operation.
Thirty-five selected students stood before the formation, the atmosphere heavy with tension.
The head instructor stood on the high platform, his voice booming like a bell.
"Remember, you have one opportunity to return to the main world each year."
"When you return, time in the Sealed Mystic Realm will be frozen."
"The prerequisite is... you must survive the first year in this SSS+ level hell."
"Even if you only bring back a weed or a piece of scrap metal, as long as it is imbued with the spiritual energy of the secret realm, it is priceless. The top martial arts universities will directly admit you without exception."
"The nation will never forget its heroes!"
At this point, the head instructor gave Chu Tianhe and several other students with high-ranking status a hopeful look.
As for Lin Yuan, an "F-level crow," he wasn't even worthy of a glance from the corner of his eye.
Just then, the homeroom teacher, Mr. Wang, walked up to Lin Yuan, despite the strange looks he received.
"Lin Yuan".
Old Wang patted Lin Yuan on the shoulder, looking at the young man's calm face with a hint of admiration in his eyes.
"You were the calmest person there."
"You're first in your grade in academics, and your brain works better than anyone else's. I believe you might have some unexpected gains after you go in."
"Go ahead without worry. Although I am only a martial artist at the fifth level of martial arts, I can definitely protect your sister from being bullied."
"Thank you, Teacher Wang, I'll remember that."
Lin Yuan bowed deeply, turned around, and stepped into the teleportation device without hesitation.
……
"Gah—"
Lin Yuan suddenly opened his eyes.
The perspective has undergone a dramatic change.
He found himself standing atop a magnificent city gate tower, its black bricks engraved with ancient array patterns.
Lin Yuan immediately switched to first-person perspective and looked down.
He gasped at the sight of it.
It’s too shocking!
This is a magnificent imperial capital.
Above the city, visible spiritual energy transformed into a swirling rainbow of colors.
The streets are wide, lined with shops on both sides, and bustling with pedestrians.
The distant royal palace exudes a magnificent aura, radiating a terrifying imperial power!
"This concentration of spiritual energy... it's tens of thousands of times greater than any known low-level martial arts realm in the main world."
Relying on his memory, Lin Yuan quickly scanned the palace layout, the street market layout, and the black bird totem flags fluttering on the city walls.
"The Black Bird gave birth to the Shang..."
"There's no mistake, this is Chaoge, the capital of the Shang Dynasty at its peak!"
Just then, the sound of war drums suddenly came from inside the city.
boom!
boom!
boom!
The city gates below burst open with a roar, and a vast army surged out.
The leader rode a strange black unicorn, its four hooves treading on fire.
He had an apricot-yellow flag stuck behind him, his face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and his beard and hair were bristling.
What's most chilling is that right in the center of his forehead is a third, tightly closed, all-seeing eye, exuding immense power, as if even the surrounding space is distorted by his aura.
Behind the old man followed four tall and fierce generals, each holding a pipa, a sword, a spirit umbrella, and double whips, like demon gods descending to earth!
Lin Yuan's heart began to pound uncontrollably.
"Wen Zhong, Grand Tutor Wen, and the Four Demon Generals!"
He knew all too well just how important this dark-faced old man was in the world of Investiture of the Gods.
The strongest warrior of the Yin Shang Dynasty, a direct disciple of the Golden Spirit Mother of the Jie Sect, wielding a pair of male and female whips, capable of striking down tyrannical rulers and treacherous ministers.
In the first half of the Investiture of the Gods, the reason why the Shang Dynasty, which was on the verge of collapse, did not fall was entirely due to Wen Zhong, the pillar that held up the sky.
"He is now leading a large army out of the city, and judging from the direction of their march... they are heading to the North Sea to quell the rebellion of the feudal lords."
Lin Yuan instantly pieced together the timeline in his mind.
Grand Tutor Wen's departure lasted for several years.
This period of "power vacuum" during which Grand Tutor Wen was not in Chaoge.
It was the fatal window that opened when King Zhou of Shang completely fell into depravity, Su Daji wreaked havoc in the harem, and even the entire Investiture of the Gods.
Just as Lin Yuan was staring at Grand Tutor Wen's back, a mechanical voice suddenly rang in his mind.
【Ding! 】
The Gods' Conferment Witness System has been activated.
[Host detected to be in a sealed mystical realm.]
[Core Mechanism: Witnessing the Investiture of the Gods event will earn you rewards; altering the event will increase your rewards. However, alterations may cause plot deviations; proceed at your own risk.]
[Investiture of the Gods Event 001: Grand Tutor Wen sets out to conquer the North Sea... The pillar of the Shang Dynasty departs, and the prelude to a great calamity begins.]
[Judgment: Witnessed.]
[Witness Reward: Golden Crow Bloodline Awakening +5% (Current Progress: 5%), Unlock Passive Skill... Eye of the Sun!]
boom!
A surge of intense energy appeared out of nowhere, instantly flowing through Lin Yuan's limbs and bones in his crow-like body.
A faint, dark golden light shimmered on his originally disheveled feathers.
His pupils turned a deep crimson gold, and his eyesight increased dramatically. He could not only see the wings of flying insects a hundred miles away, but he could even see through the surging spiritual energy in the void.
The bloodline of the ancient demon king, the three-legged golden crow!
At the same time, the system popped up another message.
[Note: If the host chooses to "change" this event (e.g., by sounding an alarm or issuing a warning to prevent Grand Tutor Wen from going on campaign)]
[Estimated Rewards: Golden Crow Bloodline Awakening +25%, Unlock Active Skill [Golden Crow True Fire], and Obtain Inheritance Fragment x1!]
Lin Yuan's breath hitched when he saw the glaring "25% Awakening" and "Golden Crow True Fire".
It looks so tempting!
With the Golden Crow True Fire, he could immediately transform from an ordinary crow into a beast capable of burning mountains and boiling seas. Not to mention protecting himself in the Yin Shang Dynasty, he could even become a demon king in the mountains.
but……
The fervor in Lin Yuan's eyes lasted only a second before he instantly calmed down and chose to refuse without hesitation.
"If Wen Zhong had not gone to the North Sea and had stayed in Chaoge, King Zhou would never have dared to write a poem at Nuwa Palace to blaspheme the gods, and Su Daji would not have had the opportunity to enter the palace. The script of King Wu's conquest of Zhou would have been completely disrupted."
"To stop this is tantamount to destroying the entire main storyline of the Investiture of the Gods."
Lin Yuan sneered.
What is his greatest asset? Is it the system?
No. It's an information gap in his mind!
As long as the plot doesn't get messed up, he is the only prophet in this world.
"First choice: Survive. Bear witness. Remain unmoved."
At the same moment Lin Yuan made his decision, a public channel simultaneously opened at the edge of his retina.
This is the server-wide chat channel, where all arriving explorers can speak.
At this moment, the channel was in an uproar, with messages scrolling by.
[Holy crap, holy crap, holy crap, help! I've been turned into an old farmer!]
[I'm surrounded by mountains. Just now, a tiger as big as a tank ran right past me. What kind of place is this?!]
Does anyone know what kind of world this is? Are there any experts in ancient texts who can recognize it?
[I've been assigned to a military camp as a cook, and I don't even have a kitchen knife. The centurion next to me just lifted a bronze cauldron weighing over 100 pounds with one hand. What kind of D-level compatibility is that?! I want to go home!]
[Looking for a team, need a pro to carry me. I'm currently hiding in a dilapidated temple outside the city, too scared to move!]
Completely bewildered.
Panic ensued.
None of the thirty-five explorers, or even the hundred advance team members who had been sent to their deaths, knew where they were.
Lin Yuan stood at the highest point of the city tower, his golden pupils looking down at the masses below.
Just then, the system panel lit up red again, and a notification for the next event popped up.
[Upcoming Event: Investiture of the Gods Event 002 - King Zhou's Incense Offering at Nuwa's Palace!]