You forgot to put on your clothes...

Boom!

A thunderous crash—the descent of a god!

At this moment, everyone stared dumbfounded at the figure of Qin Xiaofan before them.

Some of the female members blushed furiously, covering their eyes with their hands yet peeking through their fingers, unable to resist the thrill.

As for Qin Xiaofan, he felt fantastic.

He paid no mind to the strange looks cast his way.

After all, after enduring the agony of being struck by lightning for so long, how could he not display this brand new body, forged in the tempest?

Look at this!

Look at these muscles, brimming with destructive power!

Envious, aren't you?

This—this was the very image of swagger and coolness he craved!

He even considered performing an exhilarating routine right there in the nude.

Just then, Xiao Yan came running down from the cave above, shouting as he carried Qin Xiaofan's clothes in his arms—

"Brother Fan! Brother Fan! You forgot to put your clothes on! You forgot to dress!"

Pfft—

Qin Xiaofan nearly spat out blood.

He stared, stunned, at the approaching Xiao Yan, utterly dumbstruck.

The atmosphere instantly turned awkward.

Oh, come on!

How could I not know I was naked…

But really, after leveling up, if you don’t show off, it’s like wearing fine clothes in the dark—what a waste! The moment called for flair, not modesty!

Xiao Yan’s interruption completely killed Qin Xiaofan’s excitement.

In the end, Qin Xiaofan resigned himself to getting dressed.

...

“Well, not bad—we have fifteen new members,” Qin Xiaofan announced with a smile, trying to ease the lingering embarrassment.

Baldy scratched his head, sidled up to him, and whispered, “Boss, you counted wrong. There are only fourteen new members…”

At that, Qin Xiaofan’s brows knit together sharply.

He checked the system.

Main Quest: Revive 20 humans (15/20)

No mistake—it was fifteen.

Qin Xiaofan counted again, but sure enough, only fourteen new members stood before him.

What was going on?

A system error? Impossible!

His frown deepened.

“Are you all certain you brought back everyone you revived?” Qin Xiaofan’s tone grew cold as he asked, and the group unanimously confirmed.

Qin Xiaofan’s expression darkened.

There was only one explanation—someone had been revived but did not return with the rest, and the one who revived him deliberately concealed it.

They must have thought Qin Xiaofan wouldn’t notice.

But they didn’t know—the system monitored the revival count at all times.

So, who was it?

Qin Xiaofan’s gaze swept across the crowd, sharp as a blade, searching for any sign of guilt, but he found nothing.

Suddenly, he felt a strange intuition and looked toward a distant thicket.

“Come out! I see you,” he called out, leaving the others perplexed.

But in the next moment, everyone’s eyes widened in shock.

From the bushes, a middle-aged man stepped out.

He wore a mud-colored jacket.

His frame was tall and straight.

His hair was slicked back.

Across his face, several scars crisscrossed, forming the shape of an 'A'.

Instantly, Xiao Yan beside him cried out in astonishment.

“Ascar!”

“It’s Ascar from the Uprising!”

“Who did this? Who revived him? It’s clearly marked—Uprising members are strictly forbidden to be revived! Who was foolish enough to do this?”

No one answered; every face was clouded with confusion.

Qin Xiaofan’s expression turned grim as his gaze swept over the group. “It seems we have a traitor from the Uprising in our ranks…”

In the distance, Ascar approached with measured steps.

“How did you find me?” he asked, his voice low, tinged with puzzlement.

“Want to know?” Qin Xiaofan cracked his neck, the sound sharp amidst the silence, and replied coolly, “Tell me who revived you, and I’ll tell you how I found you. How’s that?”

“Well then… I’d rather use my own method to make you talk,” Ascar smiled, exuding a chilling calm, composure, and—confidence.

As he spoke, he suddenly licked his lips, a glint of madness in his eyes.

“Don’t worry, I won’t kill you. I’ll pry open your mouth bit by bit until you spill every secret you know!”

Qin Xiaofan sneered.

He had no patience for words. Brandishing his butcher’s blade, he charged forward.

If you’re not convinced—fight!

There was nothing more to discuss.

From Ascar’s demeanor, it was clear that whoever revived him had already told him everything about their situation.

Ascar’s aim was obvious: he wanted to force the recipe for the Water of Civilization out of Qin Xiaofan.

“Is that… really Ascar?” Baldy and the others exclaimed in terror.

For a while, Ascar’s wanted posters had been everywhere online, so many recognized him instantly.

Ascar—a top-ranked B-class superhuman, a lieutenant of the Uprising, infamous for his sadism, with the ability of superhuman physical enhancement!

—

When he activated his power, his physical abilities increased dozens of times over—resilience, strength, speed, and more…

Without a doubt.

This was a monstrously powerful man!

Countless powerful superhumans had perished at his hands; his name sent shivers down spines.

But this time—

He was facing Qin Xiaofan.

When Qin Xiaofan became a C-class superhuman, with the blessing of Light Infusion, he was confident he could suppress a B-class. Now, having advanced to B-class himself, he was even more formidable.

He moved like a hunting leopard.

In the blink of an eye, he flashed before Ascar and brought his blade down.

But—

The razor-sharp edge stopped half a foot from Ascar’s chest.

No one could see how Ascar moved; by the time the others realized, Ascar had caught the fierce blow between two fingers, rendering Qin Xiaofan’s blade immobile.

A split second later.

Bang!

A kick.

Unavoidable.

It sent Qin Xiaofan flying.

Strong!

Unbelievably strong!

That was Qin Xiaofan’s truest feeling.

He flipped midair, landing steadily, but his gaze grew more serious than ever.

He had underestimated Ascar’s strength.

In the distance.

Ascar rolled his neck, a crackling sound echoing, as a terrifying aura swirled around him. Every hair on his body stood on end, and a devilish smile played about his lips.

At that moment, he seemed like a fearsome beast awakened.

Xiao Yan panicked.

He suddenly called to the others, “Those of you who are strong, fight with Brother Fan! There’s only one of him—we can win!”

“Yes! All together!” the crowd echoed.

Then, as if by tacit agreement, they all stepped back, eyes darting, none daring to meet Xiao Yan’s gaze.

They were just trying to survive, after all…

The enemy wasn’t some nobody—this was the infamous Ascar. Who would really risk their life?

Xiao Yan was dumbfounded by the scene.

Qin Xiaofan was speechless as well.

This was almost too real…

Although, truthfully, he didn’t need their help, seeing that not one person could overcome their fear to stand by him filled him with a sense of sorrow.

Ah…

It seemed the brainwashing hadn’t worked.

In the future, he’d have to increase its intensity!