Apocalypse Forecast Chapter 91: Not Enough Output, What Should I Do?

After all, the essence of a Stigmata is the remnant of a miracle.
However, the miracles of the Abyss lineage do not originate from the Present Realm, but from several different eras. They can be called the quintessence left behind by dead worlds, and it was once acknowledged as the optimal lineage for exploring the deep hells.
Unfortunately, due to the fall of the Utopia and the disappearance of the previous chairman, it has now scattered, with no prospect of completion, and has gradually been forgotten. Now, only two or three Stigmata remain, and they are rarely seen outside of a few classified departments within the Astronomical Society and some minor pioneering organizations.
Because the potential of the six great lineages is infinite, it is easy for those among the Fifth-Order Sublimators to appear who receive orders from Heaven, or who are crowned by Hell and become kings.
This is because within each of the six great lineages, there is one 'Natural Enemy' who surpasses the mundane world and transcends the Fifth Order.
The Supremes are gods in the human world, or Hell in human form; they are non-standard monsters that distort this world just by existing in the Present Realm.
They are monsters capable of overturning the Present Realm, and the Present Realm cannot be maintained without their existence. To maintain and stabilize the Present Realm, they operate within special borderlands and hells.
With such spirit and self-confidence, Dongxia, which occupies one of the six great lineages, did not fear the start of a war with the Blissful Paradise. It is like a game of Whac-A-Mole: stay in the Present Realm and hit whatever comes out.
Because of that, Ai Qing felt at ease letting Huai Shi take Shen Yue along.
With the support of the Social Security Bureau, the situation shouldn't get too terrible.
Regardless of the circumstances, Shen Yue is still a Third-Order Sublimator; even if she cannot fight, she can run. And if Huai Shi is lucky enough to make a contribution, he can also hold his head high in front of the Social Security Bureau.
After Liu Dongli explained the progress of Jiufeng's advancement to Ai Qing, she stood up and said, looking at the amount of explosives capable of blowing a soccer field to smithereens:
"Well then, let's show the big shots in the upper echelons—what the underlings are truly capable of."
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Huai Shi felt a crisis from the bottom of his heart.
A companion who appeared out of nowhere was trying to snatch his prey!
For a moment, Huai Shi thought about letting go of Qiwu and pouncing on that person, but Qiwu's many hands were clinging to Huai Shi, and he couldn't break free.
Huai Shi opened his eyes wide and watched as that long naginata spun once in the air, shattering the curtain of blood around Qiyuan, and then saw it cut off one of his heads.
In Qiyuan's hands.
"Hmph... so you were in a place like that?"
The severed head slowly raised its face, stared at the surprised assailant, and reached out. The curtain of blood gathered into an iron fist and punched the assailant. The assailant crashed into the wall and became embedded in it.
Qiyuan stood arrogantly on the altar and slowly returned his head to its original position.
Black blood dripped from the neck where the head had been severed. While bathed in blood, Qiyuan stared coldly at the assailant.
Qiyuan reached out and dismantled the jet-black curtain of blood, then fired a thousand blood knives at the assailant.
The coat tore, and from within the cloth dancing like countless butterflies, a terrifying oni mask appeared, swinging a blade!
The large naginata rapidly contracted, becoming like a tachi, and spun in the air. The black blood that hit the blade burned in mid-air.
What surprised Huai Shi even more was that a girl's slender body appeared from the oversized coat. Black leather shoes and stockings, and then a sailor suit...
A JK?!
If the girl hadn't been wearing a terrifying Hannya mask on her face, Huai Shi would have suspected he was in a cosplay square.
In the middle of the melee, their eyes met, and they simultaneously saw the shock in each other's eyes.
Huai Shi was dumbfounded, and then he got angry.
"You're only Second Order. Why did they send someone so weak!"
Satomi Kohaku was also angry and spoke in Dongxia language with precise pronunciation.
"You're First Order, you have no room to talk!"
"Dongxia is my country. Keep your hands off!"
Huai Shi tried to retort without losing, but was interrupted by a scream.
"Huai Shi! Huai Shi! Huai Shi!"
Qiwu crawled over again.
"Don't call me so familiarly!"
Huai Shi was angry, raised his axe, and swung it down on Qiwu's head.
"If you're dead, go quietly to Hell! Don't come out again!"
The Thunder Axe and Heart Poison intersected.
Even though his head was smashed to pieces, Qiwu's movements didn't slow down at all, and he came at Huai Shi like a spider with three arms and two legs.
Following that, his mangled face was repaired in an instant, and he stared at Huai Shi and shouted.
"Huai..."
"Don't pad the word count!"
Seeing this idiot pad the records of his Book of Destiny by three or four pages, Huai Shi was angry, pounced, and slashed down.
He fell apart again, and then put himself back together again.
Not just his face, but his arms and legs too; even though Huai Shi had cut him in two, they merged back into one.
In less than a minute, his eyes, nose, mouth, limbs, tentacles, claws, and the internal organs that had come out became a messy lump, looking a bit like curry offal stew, and it looked very delicious.
Huai Shi immediately realized the source of this unusual vitality.
Qiwu had been injected with Jiufeng's black blood by Qiyuan. And some high-grade stuff at that. That's why he had transformed into a monster that wouldn't die even if killed.
Not enough output, what should I do?
Huai Shi quickly retreated, took out the Crow's manual, flipped through it desperately, and finally found the answer to this problem on the last page.
"Take medicine."
—The one with the white label. One pill wins the fight, three pills annihilate the enemy, and if you drink them all, you self-destruct.
Medicine?
What kind of medicine?
Huai Shi hurriedly turned his whole body inside out and rummaged through the odds and ends in his travel bag.
MP3? No! Smartphone? No! Keys? No! Wallet? No! Erotic magazine? No! Wait a minute... why is something like this in the bag?
Huai Shi was stunned as he looked at the words "Dragon Tiger Leopard" [a famous Hong Kong adult magazine] on the thick booklet. Why did the Crow put something like this in his bag?
Did he put it in to help him pass the time in the darkness of the subway?
"Secret weapon, eat this!"
Huai Shi threw the magazine at Qiwu's head, then searched his body again, and finally found the medicine bottle in his pocket. The tablets were as white as snow, like rock candy, and as transparent as crystal.
He opened the bottle and smelled it, and Huai Shi couldn't help but laugh. He felt completely happy, and everything felt interesting, as if he were flying in the sky.
Huai Shi looked at Qiwu. Oh, what a cute fuzzy thing, let me see it, let me pet it.
Of course, Huai Shi knew what this was.
If Ash of Calamity is the crystallization of death and negative energy, this is the embodiment of condensed life and happiness, which the Crow had talked about before—'Dust of the Liberated'.
Generally, it is a material used in the preparation of high-grade recovery potions, and it can only be made by condensing the Source Quality of humans who died in happiness.
In a certain foreign workshop, they sponsor TV stations just for that purpose, producing programs that satisfy people facing death, and collecting such Source Quality.
500 grams of Ash of Calamity can sell for 100,000, but this thing also has a price tag starting at 100,000—and that's for one pill! One pill is over 100,000!
Thinking that far, Huai Shi's heart broke.
It's a waste to drink it!
However, with the strange Qiwu, who looked like a transformed Charmander, approaching, and seeing Satomi trying to snatch his prey again, his heart suddenly burned with anger, he gritted his teeth, and took three pills out of the bottle.
And then, all at once... he threw them into the hole in his chest.
Yes, that's what the manual said.
Don't ask why—it's the Crow's note.
Huai Shi hoped she wasn't lying to him. But after putting the medicine in, Huai Shi suddenly realized. Something is wrong, isn't it?
This 'Dust of the Liberated' should be positive energy. But his own Stigmata, and what is filling his chest... isn't it the exact opposite of positivity, brightness, and positive energy?
Boom!
Huai Shi's vision went dark.

Translator's note:
"Dust of the Liberated" actually had its name mentioned back in Chapter 11. I never thought it would appear here...
A high school girl from a country called Yingzhou, which is infinitely similar to Japan, named Satomi Kohaku, has appeared. She's strong-willed and greedy, and I love her! (There are many strong-willed girls in "Apocalypse Forecast", but I don't think there are many greedy characters...)