Bright Sword: This unit is really ruthless

Destroy? Zhang Ling couldn't help but shudder. Although he didn't know what this "New World" project was, his intuition told him that it was definitely not a good thing.

"Wait, I still have a lot of questions!" Zhang Ling tried to delay time and figure out the situation.

"You only have three chances to ask questions," the observer replied indifferently.

Zhang Ling took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. He had to ask some key questions to figure out his current situation.

“The first question is, what kind of world is this?”

The observer pointed to the map on the wall and said, "This is a world similar to the Middle Ages in your original world, but the technological levels are uneven. Some places are still in a primitive tribal state, while others have highly developed magic civilizations. Your mission is to conquer all forces and establish a unified empire."

Magical civilization? Zhang Ling's heart moved. This sounds interesting.

“The second question is, what abilities do I have?”

The observer handed him a mirror. Zhang Ling took the mirror and looked at it, and was stunned. The man in the mirror was no longer the tough guy with a full beard and dark skin, but a handsome young man with a jade-like face, red lips and white teeth.

"Your body has been genetically modified, and you have super strength, speed, and reaction ability. In addition, you have the ability to control elements and can release various magics such as fire, ice, lightning, etc."

Magic! Zhang Ling was overjoyed. This is so cool!

“The third question is, how do I complete the task?”

The observer walked to an instrument and pressed a few buttons. A red dot flashed on the map on the wall.

"This is your starting point, a small town called 'Black Stone City'. Your mission is to start from here, expand your power step by step, and eventually conquer the entire world."

The observer paused and added: "We will provide you with some necessary assistance, but you will need to complete more things by yourself. Remember, your time is limited. If you fail to complete the task within the specified time, you will be destroyed."

Zhang Ling looked at the flashing red dot on the map, his heart filled with doubt and uneasiness. He didn't know if he could complete this difficult task, nor did he know what challenges he would encounter in this strange world. But he knew that he had no choice.

He took a deep breath, and his eyes gradually became firm. "Okay, I accept this task."

The observer nodded, his face expressionless. "Very good, 772. Good luck."

After saying that, he turned and left the room, leaving Zhang Ling alone to face this world full of unknowns.

Zhang Ling walked to the window and looked at the unfamiliar scene outside. The towering city walls, the rows of houses, the bustling crowds, everything made him feel new and excited.

He clenched his fists and vowed to himself: "I will definitely conquer this world!"

At this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open, and a graceful girl in a maid outfit walked in.

When the girl saw Zhang Ling, she was stunned at first, then she lowered her head with a blushing face and said softly: "Master, you are awake. I am your personal maid, Ellie."

Zhang Ling looked at the shy and lovely girl in front of him, with a wicked smile on his face. "Oh? Personal maid? So I can do whatever I want with you?"

Ai Li's face turned even redder. She lowered her head, not daring to look Zhang Ling in the eye. Her voice was as thin as a mosquito's: "Everything...everything must be done according to the master's orders..."

Zhang Ling walked up to Ai Li, gently lifted her chin, looked at her big watery eyes, and said with a wicked smile: "Really? Then tonight, accompany me and have fun..."

Zhang Ling felt his head was as heavy as if it was filled with lead, and there was a buzzing sound in his ears, as if countless bees were flying around. He tried to open his eyes, but everything in front of him was blurry, and it took a long time for his vision to gradually become clear.

"Are you awake?" a cold voice came.

Zhang Ling turned his head with great effort and saw a man in a white coat standing beside the bed, holding a strange instrument in his hand. The man was thin, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, his eyes were as sharp as a knife, and there was a faint sneer at the corner of his mouth.

"Where...is this?" Zhang Ling struggled to sit up, but found himself weak all over.

"Number 772," the man ignored Zhang Ling's question and said to himself, "Your mission has failed."

"Mission? What mission?" Zhang Ling was even more confused.

The man pushed up his glasses, his tone even colder: "Your mission was to destroy the Sakata Unit, but you failed to complete it. Now, you will accept a new mission."

Zhang Ling was filled with anger: "Who the hell are you? Why do you give me orders?"

The man sneered: "It seems that you still don't understand the situation. My name is Bai Ze, and I am the administrator of this system. And you are just an experimental subject."

"System? Experimental subject?" Zhang Ling felt it was getting more and more absurd. "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Bai Ze did not explain, but walked to the wall, pointed at a huge map on it and said: "Your new mission is to conquer this world."

Zhang Ling looked at the map with various countries and forces marked on it, and was filled with shock and confusion. Conquer the world? How is this possible?

"I know what you are thinking," Bai Ze seemed to see through Zhang Ling's mind, "but this is not a joke. The world you are in is a parallel universe. Here, the course of history is completely different from your original world."

"Parallel universe?" Zhang Ling felt like his brain was about to explode. "This... This is too crazy!"

"Crazy? This is just the beginning." Bai Ze's mouth curled up in a strange arc, "In this world, you will have abilities beyond your imagination. And all you need to do is obey my orders."

Bai Ze handed Zhang Ling a glass of water: "Drink it, and you will understand everything."

Zhang Ling hesitated for a moment, but finally took the cup. He had no choice but to take it one step at a time.

He raised his head and drank the water in one gulp. A strange energy instantly surged through his body. He felt his brain become extremely clear and his body was full of strength.

"How does it feel?" Bai Ze asked.

Zhang Ling clenched his fists, feeling the surging power in his body, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Not bad."

"Very good," Bai Ze nodded with satisfaction, "Now, your training begins."

In the following days, Zhang Ling received all kinds of cruel training. Bai Ze was like a devil coach, constantly challenging his limits.

He learned various fighting techniques, mastered the use of various weapons, and even learned how to operate mecha.

He hovered on the brink of life and death every day, but he never gave up. He knew that only by becoming stronger could he survive in this cruel world and find his way back.

During the training process, Zhang Ling gradually understood the truth of this world.

This world is called "Tianyuan Continent", a world full of magic and technology.

Here there are powerful magicians who can manipulate the power of elements; there are also advanced mecha warriors who can drive steel behemoths into battle.

And he was chosen by Bai Ze to become an experimental subject of a project called "Conqueror".

The purpose of this plan is to use Zhang Ling's military talents to conquer the entire Tianyuan Continent.

Zhang Ling was filled with anger and resentment, but he knew that now was not the time to resist. He had to hide his true thoughts and wait for the right time.

A year later, Zhang Ling completed all the training and became a powerful warrior.

Bai Ze looked at Zhang Ling in front of him, with a hint of appreciation in his eyes: "You did a good job, 772. Now, it's time to start your journey of conquest."

Zhang Ling sneered: "I am not your puppet, Bai Ze. Sooner or later, I will make you pay the price."

Bai Ze smiled indifferently: "Then let me wait and see."

He handed Zhang Ling a ring: "This is a space ring, there are some things you need in it."

Zhang Ling took the ring and put it on his hand.

"Go, 772," Bai Ze said, "Go and conquer the world."

Zhang Ling turned and left the room, his eyes filled with cold murderous intent.

He walked out of the base and looked at the vast Tianyuan Continent in front of him, his heart filled with lofty ambitions.

"Bai Ze, just wait," Zhang Ling whispered, "I will make you regret it."

He embarked on a journey of conquest, and his road to revenge had just begun.

Zhang Ling’s first stop was a bandit den called “Black Wind Village”.

He broke into the mountain stronghold alone as if he was in an empty place.

He held two knives, the blades flashed, and blood splattered.

The bandits were like ants in front of him and were vulnerable to any attack.

In less than an hour, the entire village was razed to the ground.

Zhang Ling stood in a sea of ​​corpses and blood, his eyes cold, like a Shura from hell.

He did not feel any happiness at all, only endless anger and hatred.

He knew this was just the beginning.

He still has a long way to go and many enemies to defeat.

Just then, a woman in black suddenly appeared in front of him.

The woman is tall, beautiful, and has a cool temperament.

She held a long sword in her hand, the tip of the sword pointed directly at Zhang Ling: "Who are you?"

Zhang Ling looked at the woman in front of him, and suddenly an inexplicable feeling surged in his heart.

He felt like he had seen this woman somewhere before, but he couldn't remember where.

"It doesn't matter who I am," Zhang Ling said coldly, "What matters is that you are blocking my way."

The woman sneered: "Then let me see what you are capable of."

She flashed and turned into a black shadow, attacking Zhang Ling...

Zhang Ling felt his head was as heavy as if it was filled with lead, and it was buzzing. He tried to open his eyes, but the blinding white light made him close them again instinctively. After a few seconds, he opened his eyes again, and his vision gradually became clear.

He found himself lying on a cold metal bed, covered with a thin blanket. The room was small, with bare walls, only a closed metal door and a flashing screen on the wall. Complex codes and diagrams were jumping on the screen, like some product of future technology.

The man in the white coat was still standing by the bed, holding a tablet-like device in his hand, staring at him expressionlessly.

"Number 772, how do you feel?" the man asked, his tone still cold.

Zhang Ling rubbed his still aching head and struggled to sit up: "Who are you? Where is this place?"

"I am your guide," the man replied briefly, "This is the execution center of the 'Rebirth Project'."

"Rebirth plan?" Zhang Ling repeated this unfamiliar word, his heart full of doubts, "What rebirth plan? Why am I here?"

"You are already dead," the guide said calmly, as if stating an insignificant fact. "While performing a mission, you were hit by a falling clod and died. Now, you have been selected to participate in the 'Rebirth Plan' and gain a second life."

Zhang Ling was stunned. He tried to recall everything that had happened before: the fierce gunfight, the deafening explosion, the falling clods of earth... Was all this not a dream? Was he really dead?