Chapter 64 BOOM—!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Unlike the original novel—where Xuan hid his true intentions from Zheng Zha and handed him a high-frequency vibration dagger embedded with a tracking device as he returned to the real world—Wu Xian’s intervention had already extinguished more than half of Xuan’s suicidal inclinations. Naturally, Xuan would no longer commit such actions that undermined team harmony.

Instead, he directly spent points to exchange for the option to return to the real world for ten days, and immediately established contact with the highest echelons of the Chinese government.

Naturally, with Xuan's formidable intellect, he had countless ways to bypass the rules of the Lord God. When faced with the government's inquiries, he simply tossed out a massive pile of research achievements and design blueprints, either exchanged from the Lord God's dimension or concocted by his own hands.

After leaving those high-ranking dignitaries utterly dumbfounded with shock, Xuan adopted a swift, resolute, and unyielding posture to demand that the government secretly take good care of the families and relatives of all members of the China Team, ensuring their absolute safety while strictly, absolutely, absolutely forbidding any interference in their daily lives.

If anyone else had made such demands, the Chinese government would have undoubtedly ignored them completely, proceeding with whatever they pleased—and perhaps even placing the family members of the China Team under immediate surveillance as a bargaining chip for when the team eventually returned to the real world.

However, when the person uttering these words was Xuan, the situation changed entirely.

In this world, no one understood the terrifying nature of Xuan better than those within the Chinese government.

To put it without the slightest exaggeration, if Xuan wished, he could entirely rely on his own solitary strength to ignite a world war, or even plunge the entire Earth back into the Stone Age; such an outcome was entirely within the realm of possibility.

In short, the Chinese government ultimately agreed to every single one of Xuan's demands, and under Xuan's guidance, formulated a specific plan.

This was the very same plan from the original story, where the government attempted to use hypnosis to dispatch special talents into the Lord God's dimension, turning them into members of the China Team.

Cheng Xiao, who stood right before them now, was one of the participants in this initiative.

No, not just Cheng Xiao. Among these five newcomers, the resolute-faced young man was also a volunteer belonging to this clandestine program.

His name was Wang Xia, a special forces soldier who, in the original version of *Final Destination 2*, entered the dimensional space later. He excelled in reconnaissance, anti-reconnaissance, landmine deployment, and trap-setting skills.

Upon waking up, he was the first to notice Xuan. He immediately stood at attention, saluted with a standard military posture, and displayed his professional military discipline.

In response, Xuan simply repeated to him the explanation he had given Cheng Xiao and said nothing more. Wang Xia went along with the flow, introducing himself to the veterans of the China Team, though what thoughts truly churned within his mind remained entirely unknown.

Finally, after Qi Tengyi finished his self-introduction, the timid yellow-dressed girl—who seemingly possessed superhuman abilities—also tentatively revealed her identity.

Unsurprisingly, she was yet another "acquaintance."

Zhu Wen, much like Wang Xia in the original *Final Destination 2*, was a newcomer who possessed the unique ability to perceive the aura of death. In many fanfiction works, she possessed the aptitude to become a necromancer.

Pity that this young lady had terrible luck, encountering a catastrophic nightmare scenario right out of the gate. She perished directly within the horror movie itself, failing even to cross the threshold into the Lord God's dimension.

***

Incidentally, under Zhan Lan's gentle and soothing words, Zhu Wen cautiously opened her eyes, only to be utterly terrified by the death-saturated environment before her.

In her own words, ever since her eyes underwent this anomalous mutation, she had never witnessed a concentration of death aura denser than this. Had it not been for Wu Xian and the others—who stood completely immaculate, radiating a faint, pure glow—her vision would have been almost entirely consumed by absolute darkness.

"This is only to be expected. After all, this horror movie is *The Grudge*, and on top of that, it's a team battle..."

Hearing this, Zheng Zha nearby offered a helpless smile, yet felt not a shred of tension. Clearly, the continuous enhancements the China Team had undergone in recent times had instilled him with profound self-confidence.

"Alright, idle chatter is over. Next, we proceed according to the plan we agreed upon earlier..."

Once all the newcomers had finished introducing themselves and understood their current predicament, Wu Xian released Zhao Yingkong—who had been willing to submit to the strong—and began to take charge of the overall situation as the team leader.

"Xuan, Zhan Lan, get ready. The moment the barrier dissipates, we move immediately."

"Understood."

"Got it."

Both nodded in acknowledgment. At some point, a white jade ring had materialized in Xuan's hand.

Meanwhile, Zhan Lan caused a vine-like plant to spring forth from her wrist, which in the blink of an eye wrapped around everyone present, maintaining a certain degree of energetic connection with her—a sight that left the several newcomers utterly astounded.

"Watch out!!!"

Two minutes later, Zhu Wen—who had projected an image of utter fragility from the very beginning—suddenly let out a sharp shriek. Within her pupil-less eyes, visible ripples of death aura surged violently.

Almost simultaneously, the protective barrier of the Lord God vanished.

Following closely behind, an asphyxiating sense of mortal crisis enveloped the small cabin.

"Xuan!"

Wu Xian's low shout rang out abruptly, but the next second, it was completely drowned out by an earth-shattering roar!

"BOOM————————————————!!!!!!!"

***

Meanwhile, within a forest situated roughly ten kilometers away from the Grudge House, seven or eight figures were shrouded in the deep shadows of the night.

Judging by their appearances and attire, they clearly had nothing to do with the Japanese locals. Instead, they bore a striking resemblance to the style of neighboring South Asians, though their temperaments were far sharper, entirely devoid of any bizarre, comical lightheartedness.

Without a doubt, these individuals were members of the India Team, having descended into the world of *The Grudge* three days ahead of the China Team.

"BOOM——————!!!!"

At that very moment, a thunderous explosion echoed from afar. A miniature mushroom cloud composed of roiling flames rose slowly into the night sky, appearing exceptionally dazzling against the backdrop of darkness while plunging this suburban district of Tokyo into immediate chaos.

Witnessing this spectacle, the members of the India Team within the forest experienced a collective shudder. Their gazes burned as they stared fixedly toward the blast site, their faces flickering with a mixture of apprehension and eager anticipation.

Half a minute passed quickly. The atmosphere at the scene gradually descended into a deathly stillness, and the expressions on the faces of the India Team members began to stiffen.

"The Lord God hasn't transmitted any prompt sound for scoring... That means that micro-nuclear bomb just now failed to kill a single member of the China Team, not even the newcomers."

"Heh! Should we say as expected of the one judged by the Lord God to be the strongest among the three teams? This is truly..."

Among the silent South Asians, a remarkably handsome bald youth—none other than Shiva Ganti, the leader of the India Team—raised his head and drew a deep breath. His voice carried a trace of teeth-grinding exasperation.

"Leader, what do we do now!"

Within the group, a hawk-nosed man clad in body armor, whose appearance contrasted sharply with the other South Asians, asked with an anxious tone in his voice: "We're already at minus five points, and on top of that, we took the initiative to attack the China Team just now. If they harbor intentions of retaliation, this team battle might—"

He left his sentence unfinished, but everyone present understood the implication.

The China Team was already ostensibly the most formidable Samsara team in this team battle, and now they had just demonstrated the terrifying capability of withstanding a nuclear blast completely unscathed.

If the opposing side single-mindedly sought to retaliate and ambush the India Team next, even if their faction wasn't completely wiped out, the survivors would still be forcefully erased by the Lord God for failing to offset their negative points.

In an instant, the already dead-silent atmosphere grew even heavier, and a shade of ash-gray despair bloomed across every single face.

"Damn it! This is all that damned farming team's fault!"