MTL - Dark Civilization - v14 Chapter 233 Surrender to all realms!

Six months of continuous heavy rainfall has caused global floods.The Arctic glaciers melted, sea levels rose, and seawater flowed backward into rivers.Ancient viruses sealed in ice have been revived, leading to biological mutations and racial evolution.Everyone is trapped at home, unable to go outside.Liang Yuan unexpectedly awakens a Lottery System, which not only allows him to win various daily necessities but also different attributes.When everyone is struggling with a lack of food and clothing, Liang Yuan is enjoying steak, drinking red wine, and having a meat-filled diet every meal.A sexy and alluring neighbor, wearing a spaghetti strap bodycon dress, knocks on his door late at night: “Little brother, can you lend some food to your sister?”Liang Yuan: “Sis, isn't everyone short on food nowadays? Do you really just show up empty-handed to borrow food?”

In the midst of the blue and purple neon lights, under the gray, metallic sky, it is the frontier of all data, the aftermath of a scientific revolution, also the border of fiction and reality.

Steel versus body; the past and the future.

Here, the Outer World and the Inner World exist alongside each other. It seems like the wall of time is right in front of your eyes.

Darkness gradually swallows the world.

But listen, my friend, we cannot use kindness to survive the darkness. We need fire.

Framed by her so-called best friend and half-sister, Su Qianxun stumbled upon a strange man when she was making her escape. A strange man so handsome it looked as if his face was carved by the Gods, but with a heart as cold as stone. A wild and fiery night ensued, and ever since then, they embarked on a journey filled with passion, lust, conspiracy and treachery.

Until he became the lowest-ranked master, his lonely and luckless life never changed.

Suddenly one day, a descendant injected him with a nanomachine, and the machine started ‘speaking’ to him.

“What? What are you talking about?”

This was beyond the boy’s knowledge, he turned pale.

The Nanomachine linked to his cerebrum realized the User was not understanding a single word it said.

“Who are you, and why are you doing this to me?”

“Nano Mashin?”

The boy’s face hardened.

Mashin was the deity the Mashin Religion worshipped, along with the Sacred Fire.

The religions’ Master communicated with Mashin.

“Um, are you really Mashin?”

The boy knelt down and asked with a trembling voice. At this, the Nanomachine attached to his cerebrum realized it had been misunderstood.