Chapter 1

Nancheng, Military Family Community.

Unit 3, Building 1, Room 101, a clear doorbell interrupted He Mu's thoughts.

"Is He Mu here?"

In the room, upon hearing the somewhat stern voice, He Mu, who was sitting in a wheelchair, trembled slightly and then replied with a somewhat hoarse voice, "Yes, I'm here."

After speaking, he lightly pressed a button on the wheelchair.

Ding.

An electronic sound rang out, and the door opened in response.

A soldier walked in, carrying a medium-sized suitcase.

Seeing the somewhat familiar suitcase, He Mu's pupils constricted, and his breathing became difficult at that moment.

"My brother... my brother..."

"The guardian of Lingzhou's Tianmen District, He Feng, has unfortunately met with a tragic end. These are his belongings; please sign for them."

The soldier saluted and then handed a form and a pen to He Mu.

Looking at the form, He Mu was dazed for a long time.

Today was his 18th birthday. In previous years, at this time, his brother would have sent a custom-made birthday cake and birthday gifts.

But today... what was delivered was his brother He Feng's belongings.

Although he had already had some suspicions due to the lack of contact, he still could not accept it when faced with the reality.

After all, his brother was the last family member he had in this world.

"How did my brother die?"

He Mu's hands trembled as he took the form.

His hands trembled not only because of his emotional波动 but also because he had suffered a severe injury in his childhood, leaving him almost paralyzed, and he had never fully recovered.

If it weren't for advanced technology, he would have had difficulty taking care of himself.

The soldier frowned slightly and, after a moment, replied, "I am not in a position to provide detailed information, but it will be reported in the news."

"I understand."

He Mu responded and began to sign the form.

His brother was a guardian of Lingzhou's Tianmen District. In this world, those who could become guardians were all strong, and battles between strong individuals...

Often left no survivors.

He Mu thought that the soldier might be considering his feelings and thus did not say more.

After signing with difficulty, He Mu returned the form.

"Is there anything else to say?"

"Sorry, nothing more."

The soldier gave He Mu an apologetic look, then carefully placed the suitcase next to the wheelchair, saluted again, and left the room.

Once he was gone, He Mu looked at the familiar suitcase again, feeling utterly lost and helpless.

After eighteen years of living in this parallel world, he was ultimately left alone.

...

After an unknown amount of time, He Mu calmed down, took out his phone, and began searching for related news.

A few moments later, he found several newly released reports.

"Three days ago, Lingzhou's Tianmen District was attacked by a giant monster. The death toll has reached 732 people, including the guardian of Tianmen District, He Feng, and the renowned geneticist Professor Liu Zhen."

These reports were accompanied by some videos. He Mu took a deep breath and clicked to play.

The video was composed of several street surveillance clips.

The first clip showed a regular street with pedestrians and vehicles.

But a few seconds later, the situation changed dramatically. A monster, several dozen meters tall, fell from the sky, directly splitting the road in two. Under the powerful impact, people and cars were all thrown away.

"A Class 1 monster, the Giant Pincer Beast... Combat power 995, good vision, good hearing, weakness located in the middle of the abdominal spiral, which can only withstand an attack of 900 combat power. Its pincers are powerful, capable of unleashing an attack exceeding 1,000 combat power."

Seeing the monster, He Mu reflexively muttered to himself.

This information came from the "Monster Compendium," which was once a required subject for students but was later removed due to the increasing number of recorded monsters.

He Mu, paralyzed for over a decade, had basically self-studied at home and had memorized the entire "Monster Compendium."

"My brother is a Red Mist Warrior with 1,000 combat power and has been trained in the military for five years. Even if he was in poor condition and couldn't defeat the Giant Pincer Beast, he wouldn't die at its hands... Could there be other monsters?"

He Mu was puzzled.

The scene then shifted, and the screen showed something even more incomprehensible.

A familiar figure was frantically fleeing from the Giant Pincer Beast, heading towards... the biological research institute!

Then, the Giant Pincer Beast's massive pincers slammed down, and the screen went black.

He Mu instinctively shook his head, his eyes full of disbelief!

"It's impossible! Absolutely impossible! My brother wouldn't choose to run directly, let alone bring the monster to the biological research institute!"

But he wouldn't mistake that figure; it was his brother, He Feng!

But... how could it be?

He Mu glanced at the comments under the video, feeling a deep pain.

Countless people accused his brother of fleeing in battle, and there were also many harsh insults.

At that moment, He Mu understood why the soldier was unwilling to explain his brother's death in person.

So that's why.

He Mu put down his phone, feeling extremely complex, his mind a mess.

In a daze, scenes from the past flashed through his mind like a slideshow.

He knew exactly what kind of person his brother was, as a witness.

...

When he was five, his brother was twelve.

One night, a black-furred rat invaded their home. This monster had a combat power of 1, but 1 represented 100 kilograms of force, which an ordinary adult might not be able to handle.

That night, his brother held a kitchen knife, stood in front of his bed, and, despite being severely injured, managed to kill the black-furred rat.

As he was about to lose consciousness, he said, "Xiao Mu, when the doctor comes, don't let them notify Dad. Dad is on the front lines and can't be distracted, or it could be dangerous..."

From that moment on, he felt that his brother was incredibly mature.

...

When he was eight, his brother was fifteen.

That year, after being hospitalized four times, his brother successfully absorbed the Red Mist and became a Red Mist Warrior.

He was then honored by the guardian of Nancheng for his bravery.

The guardian asked him why he was so brave, and he replied, "My father is a soldier. He said protecting ordinary people is our responsibility as Red Mist Warriors!"

From then on, he received strong support from the Nancheng Tengyun Foundation.

That night, his brother pushed his wheelchair around half of Nancheng.

Under the blood-red moonlight, he bravely told him, "Xiao Mu, actually... besides curing you, I have another dream. Don't laugh at me!

...

I hope to become the strongest Red Mist Warrior, eliminate all monsters, and avenge our parents!"

...

When he was eleven, his brother was eighteen. That year, he joined the military and left Nancheng.

When he returned, it was five years later.

Compared to when he left, the young man had grown into a determined adult, with countless honors earned through blood and sacrifice.

That day, he told him, "Xiao Mu, in a while, I will go to Lingzhou's Tianmen District to serve as a guardian. Lingzhou is a big city with many important figures. Perhaps I can find a way to cure you.

Don't worry, I will only serve as a guardian in Tianmen District for three years. After three years, I will return to Nancheng and become a guardian there. From then on, unless there are special missions, I won't leave Nancheng."

...

However, those three years ultimately passed without success.

He Mu lowered his head, unable to bear the memories.

Over the years, he had witnessed the growth of a young man and even寄托 some of his own protagonist dreams on that young man.

That young man had never let him down.

If it weren't for this family member, he would have long considered whether he could try to cross over again.

"A person like my brother wouldn't make such a mistake."

Thinking this, He Mu let out a murmur from his throat and then took out his phone and dialed a number.