Wasteland's Only King-Chapter 79 - 78: All Living Beings

Time slipped by slowly.

Gobi Desert.

Dou Qingfeng and his people watched the sun rise in the east, then watched it set in the west.

In the blink of an eye.

The whole day was gone.

Now, the sun was sinking in the west. Evening had come.

"He still hasn’t come out..."

Dou Qingfeng sighed, having given up on the idea of going down the well to find out.

In the meeting room at the base, not very big.

It was packed full of people.

During the day.

The base received top-level notice: everyone must gather on time and watch tonight’s news.

Dou Qingfeng didn’t understand, but he obeyed.

Large screen at the front of the meeting room.

After the familiar opening music.

What appeared on TV wasn’t the usual balcony host.

"Everyone——"

Yin Shanhai’s expression was extremely serious.

Dou Qingfeng, and the other 1.4 billion people, had never seen this level of seriousness.

"Right now, it’s September 9, 2025, seven in the evening."

"There are only five hours left until countless people worldwide are transported to the Wasteland Otherworld."

Yin Shanhai opened with a bombshell.

The meeting hall at the base instantly fell dead silent!

Dou Qingfeng’s eyes went wide, thinking he must be hallucinating!

But as he looked around at the others, he realized...

Everyone was reacting just like him.

Except...

The two crew-cut young men assigned to protect Yu Jin—they seemed to have known this all along.

"Now."

"This is Daxia. This is Blue Star. It’s a change unseen in thousands, tens of thousands of years!"

"An unfamiliar High-dimensional Civilization is invading Blue Star using means we humans can’t understand!"

"The game ’Wasteland’ is the vessel for this invasion!"

"In five hours, nearly half of all humans worldwide, and many animals and plants, will be forcibly transported to the apocalyptic Wasteland World to struggle for survival!"

"..."

On the TV screen.

Yin Shanhai spoke word by word.

Daxia’s 1.4 billion people were stunned, numb.

During the day, every region suddenly began strict controls and curfews.

None of the 1.4 billion knew what was happening; some even thought war was coming.

But...

Now Yin Shanhai told them personally.

It’s not war. It’s traversing to an Otherworld!

And not any ordinary Otherworld, but a perilous Apocalyptic Wasteland World!

On the other side.

It wasn’t just Daxia—even the countries across the ocean froze up when they got this news!

They knew about ’Oumuamua’, and they knew the ’Wasteland’ game, but they didn’t know...

There would be traversal!

And only five hours left!

...

...

Yanjing.

East City, courtyard house.

Yin Yao, watching her grandpa’s speech on TV, silently scooped a spoonful of rice.

"Yaoyao."

"When you get over there, you must protect yourself, okay?"

Yin Yao’s mother, a classy woman in a cheongsam, kept reminding her.

"Yaoyao, remember this..."

"No matter what, you must cling tight to Yu Jin."

"Your father believes in you—this life, in the Wasteland, you’ll carve out a different future."

Yin Yao’s dad, a broad-faced middle-aged man, spoke as he poured himself a deep cup of baijiu.

He and his wife didn’t put on helmets.

Yin Shanhai was the same.

It’s not because they were unwilling to leave behind wealth and status in Daxia, but because they knew—traversal isn’t the end, Oumuamua’s coming Catastrophe for Blue Star is the real apocalypse.

Yin Yao still had no clue about this Catastrophe.

Yin Shanhai wouldn’t mention it in the news broadcast either.

After all...

About Oumuamua’s Pollution, it’s all speculation; the actual impact and scale are still unknown.

"Dad, Mom."

"If you’re picked to traverse, please—anyhow, you must come to Dawn City..."

Yin Yao pressed her lips together; her eyes were wet without her realizing it.

She was a Reincarnator, but right now, she was just a child who might never see her parents again.

Even if her parents traversed...

The hope of seeing them was still impossibly faint.

Yin Yao knew better than anyone how vast and cruel the Wasteland was.

She wasn’t Yu Jin—she didn’t have so many ways, didn’t have so much Ability.

All she could do was spend this last night quietly by her parents’ side...

...

...

Zhejiang Province.

Old Cui sat at the dinner table with his family.

Compared to neighbors next door screaming hysterically,

Old Cui’s family were much more composed.

Because as soon as Old Cui returned yesterday, he’d told his parents everything.

Old Cui’s parents of course didn’t believe him, but then today, Daxia began strict controls and curfew...

And then.

Yin Shanhai said himself on the news broadcast that ’traversal’ was real.

"Dad, Mom."

"Uncle, Aunt."

"Yanyan and I toast you!"

"There’s no time this life to marry Yanyan, but next life, I—Cui Xiangyu—will make it happen!"

Old Cui picked up his baijiu and downed it in one go.

Standing next to him was his girlfriend, Zhao Yanyan, already crying her eyes out.

...

...

Yanjing, Outer Ring.

Yu Fei shut himself in the study.

He scribbled over and over on his notebook, full of ’evidence’.

In the end.

Rip——!

He silently tore the notes to shreds.

Behind him.

Yu Fei’s mom came in, in tears.

Yu Fei’s dad leaned against the door, chain-smoking.

The smoke stung the man’s eyes, making them red.

He hadn’t smoked in 21 years.

...

Su Province.

Jiangcheng University.

Tang Yunxuan stared at the helmet on the table, eyes vacant.

Because Daxia enforced strict controls today, all forms of transportation suspended, Jiang University students were basically stranded on campus.

And Tang Yunxuan, had been staring at the helmet a whole day.

Wear it, or not?

Tang Yunxuan was in agony.

He didn’t want to go to some perilous Wasteland.

Rather than a one hundred percent chance, he’d rather leave it to God to roll the dice.

He just wanted to stay a college student on Blue Star, help Old Yu with environmental stuff, chat up juniors about philosophy.

"Someone like me..."

"I’m just mud that can’t stick to the wall, just a loser."

"I really failed Old Yu’s expectations, really let him down with that helmet."

Tang Yunxuan slapped himself hard, turning his gaze away from the helmet.

He took out his phone and called his parents for a video chat.

...

...

Jiang City.

Yu Wenbo sat at his computer.

On the screen was the final LOL match result.

In the bottom right, a forced popup of Yin Shanhai’s live broadcast.

"..."

Yu Wenbo stayed silent for a long time.

He called his parents, then called his friends.

In the end.

He quietly moved the mouse and launched League of Legends.

Though he was a journalist, Yu Wenbo had always secretly dreamed of going pro.

"Welcome to... Dre Alliance!"

His favorite character, Draven, spoke in-game.

"If I’m picked for Wasteland traversal..."

"I’ll never get to play such a great game like League of Legends again..."

Yu Wenbo took a deep breath and put on his headphones.

...

...

Jiang City.

Second Detention Center.

Tong Zhiyong, with silver handcuffs, stared through the barred window at the live broadcast.

"Ha ha——"

He cackled again and again.

"Wasteland, apocalypse, traversal..."

"I don’t have to do time anymore!"

Just as he finished speaking.

Bang——!

A bald, burly cellmate elbowed him hard.

"Idiot!"

The bald man cursed.

Outside the bars.

A uniformed officer handed the bald man a phone.

"Few hours left—call your family..."