113: Chapter 113: Emergency Response Simulation

Just as the defense Formation at Hengchuan Peak, built from scrap Materials, was nearing completion and preparing for final inspection, the entire ground of the Martial Arts Arena suddenly began to shake violently without any warning.

"Boom—!"

A low, muffled rumble seemed to come from deep within the earth. Immediately following, the light of the normally calm Proctoring Formation changed abruptly, shifting from a clear pale blue to a piercing warning red.

In the sky above the square, the Broadcast Spirit Formation, which had been observing coldly, suddenly emitted a mechanical yet icy notification tone that echoed through every corner:

[Attention: Sudden environmental fluctuations detected]

[Emergency Event Simulation: Activated]

Before the words had even finished, the space of rules within the Martial Arts Arena instantly twisted.

The previously stable Spiritual Qi became violent and chaotic, crashing around like a tsunami. This was the so-called "Spiritual Tide Outbreak" simulation—in such an environment, Formations were extremely prone to overloading and collapsing.

Immediately afterward, the resource distribution points for each peak flared with red light.

[Notice]:

· The supply line to Party A has been cut off.

· Additionally requested reinforcement Materials are delayed; estimated arrival time: Indefinite.

· Random Determination: A core member of a certain team has suffered heavy damage and is forced offline.

This was not just a test of resource utilization, but also a test of the limits of pressure resistance and teamwork.

The square instantly turned into a chaotic mess.

"What?! The supply line is cut?"

"My Formation eye Spirit Stone hasn't arrived yet! Without that main stone, this grand Formation is just a leaky sieve!"

"Stop shouting! Third Senior Brother has fallen; who's going to take his place? Quick! You... what's-your-name, go over and fill the gap!"

The situation was especially out of control at the previously wealthy Xuanyu Peak. Because they took a "high-precision" route, the position of every piece of material was fixed, like a precision timepiece. Once a key screw was missing, the entire clock would stop.

"Don't panic! Don't panic!" The Xuanyu Peak captain shouted, sweat pouring down his face as he watched cracks appear at the edge of the Formation due to the spiritual tide's impact. "Take the spare Mid-Grade Spirit Stones and use them to hold the line!"

"Captain, the spare Spirit Stones were all used up just now to reinforce the perimeter!"

"Then tear down the Formation! Tear it down and reorganize!"

For a time, the sounds of dismantling, arguing, and spiritual energy bursts rose and fell. The originally magnificent defense Formation, due to the haphazard repairs made in panic, became riddled with holes; some areas even exploded into clouds of dust due to spiritual energy circuit conflicts.

Amidst this chaos, only the corner where Hengchuan Peak was located seemed to have an invisible barrier, isolating the noise from the outside.

Shen Xingzhou stood in the center of the Formation, calmly looking at the various eye-searing red warning prompts. He had already experienced this kind of sudden situation countless times in the simulated drills provided by the System. Or rather, living in a high-risk environment like "Bankruptcy Peak" was itself a survival game that could collapse at any moment.

He did not panic, but merely tilted his head slightly and uttered three words to the people behind him:

"Execute Contingency Plan G3."

There was no unnecessary talk, and no one asked "What is G3?" or "Why are we doing this?"

It was as if the start button had been pressed on a precision machine that was already in standby mode.

"Understood."

Eldest Senior Sister Xie Handeng was the first to move. She was originally responsible for guarding the east side, but the moment she heard the command, her figure flashed like a phantom to the west side—the gap area where the System had just determined a "member was heavily injured and offline." The broken sword in her hand slammed into the ground, and her Sword Intent was released without reservation, perfectly filling the combat power vacuum left by that person's departure.

"Group three, stop. Group two, take over spiritual energy diversion," Wen Xi commanded calmly while rapidly flicking her abacus. "The spiritual tide frequency is thirty times per second; the current Formation structure won't hold. Throw all those scrap metal parts into the Formation nodes and sacrifice them as 'lightning rods'!"

"Understood!" Several Disciples immediately stepped forward; though their hands were trembling slightly, their movements were extremely agile.

"Su Ciyao, stop filming and go help group two stabilize the Formation base," Shen Xingzhou added.

"Got it! Honestly, it was just getting to the good part." Although Su Ciyao grumbled, she casually slotted the flowing light mirror onto its stand and flicked several colorful Talismans from her sleeve—those were props she used to enhance the atmosphere, but now they were all used as ballast stones to stabilize the Formation's core.

The entire process was as smooth as flowing water; no one shirked responsibility, and no one panicked because a "teammate went offline." Because in the daily life of Hengchuan Peak, "insufficient manpower" was the norm, "resource cut-offs" were daily occurrences, and as for "teammates dropping the ball"... cough, while not common, everyone was mentally prepared.

Amidst this tense yet orderly activity, within Shen Xingzhou's vision, the System interface was refreshing the data stream in real-time.

[System Record]

Triggered Plan: G-Series · Responding to Sudden Spiritual Tides and Material Shortages (Version G3)

Execution Status:

Personnel Repositioning: 1.2 seconds (Perfect)

Resource Reallocation: Utilizing scrap metal as a sacrificial layer (Optimal Solution)

Spiritual Energy Diversion Frequency Correction: Deviation < 0.5%

Plan Execution Rate: 88%

Main Deviations:

A certain new Disciple reacted 2 breaths slow (due to nervousness)

A certain material handover was delayed by 0.5 seconds

"88%..." Shen Xingzhou murmured to himself. In a sudden situation, being able to achieve this execution rate was enough to crush the vast majority of so-called elite teams. That 12% deviation was because the new Disciples hadn't yet fully adapted to the rhythm of "living with their heads on the line."

At this moment, the flowing light mirror set up by Su Ciyao faithfully recorded all of this and projected it onto the large screen in the center of the Martial Arts Arena—specifically, a corner of the "Display Board" originally used to showcase the style of each peak.

Although the main screen still showed the major peaks in a state of chaos, in the sub-channel in the corner, the footage of Hengchuan Peak appeared exceptionally "eye-catching."

There were no screams and no confusion, only cold command execution and a nearly ruthless efficiency.

The bullet-chat for the sub-channel was sparse, but every single message was filled with shock.

"Holy crap, they've actually drilled for this kind of situation? 'Contingency Plan G3' sounds so professional."

"That movement from the female Sword Cultivator in red just now was too cool! Is that a reaction speed a human can have?"

"It feels like they aren't taking an exam, but... fighting a war?"

"Does the Immortal Realm actually have things like 'fire drills'? Other peaks practice swordplay all the time, but does Hengchuan Peak practice how to run for their lives?"

"When you practice 'running for your life' to the extreme, it becomes survival. I'm rooting for Hengchuan Peak this time."

As the last piece of scrap metal was filled into a node, the Formation shuddered violently a few times, then miraculously stabilized. When the previously violent spiritual tide hit this line of scrap material defense, it was neutralized layer by layer by the clever structure, eventually transforming into the power that drove the Formation's operation.

Hengchuan Peak's defense Formation not only didn't collapse in the spiritual tide but actually shone brighter than before.

The System provided a phase assessment at the appropriate time:

[Emergency Event Phase Assessment]

Sample Subject: Hengchuan Peak

Task Continuity: 92% (Almost undisturbed)

Extra Combat Damage: 0 (Only consumed planned scrap parts)

Resource Reallocation Loss: Within acceptable range

Sect-wide Average Data:

Task Continuity: 60% (Most teams need to start over)

Majority of Peaks: Experienced serious resource waste or localized combat power collapse.

Comprehensive Evaluation:

This is not a cultivation technique, but a survival wisdom. In a future where resources are depleted, this kind of wisdom is more terrifying than Sword Intent.

Shen Xingzhou wiped the thin sweat from his forehead. Looking at the green "Crisis Averted" sign, he felt a slight sense of relief.

This stage was cleared. Moreover, it was cleared beautifully, ruthlessly trampling the other peaks underfoot. Especially that Xuanyu Peak which had been mocking them earlier; they were currently fretting over their scattered, broken Formation. That miserable state was the perfect foil.

"Beautifully done." Shen Xingzhou turned back and gave a thumbs up to his panting Senior Sister and Disciples.

Senior Sister Xie Handeng pulled out her broken sword, shook off the dirt, and uncharacteristically revealed a very faint smile: "Plan G3 is indeed less taxing than brute-forcing it."

"Of course, data doesn't lie." Wen Xi was organizing the accounts, her eyes shining. "Do you know? With that maneuver just now, at normal market prices, we saved at least five hundred Mid-Grade Spirit Stones in losses!"

Su Ciyao picked up the flowing light mirror again and made a peace sign at the lens: "See that? This is the foundation of Hengchuan Peak. Don't fear god-like opponents; fear opponents who also have emergency contingency plans."

However, just as everyone was immersed in brief joy, the small green light at the bottom of Shen Xingzhou's panel, which was usually dim, suddenly lit up.

It wasn't a reassuring green, but a spectral light carrying a chill.

[Resource Assessment Comprehensive Score: Currently Ranked First]

Lead Advantage: Three lengths ahead of second place (Xuanyu Peak).

Immediately after, a line of small characters slowly emerged, carrying a faint scent of blood:

"But the assessment is not yet over—"

"When you use 'poor man's wisdom' to humiliate 'aristocratic gameplay,'"

"someone will be unwilling to let you win twice."

"Watch your back; someone wants to flip the table."

Shen Xingzhou looked up sharply, his gaze sweeping past the crowd in the Martial Arts Arena toward the high platform.

There, Law Enforcement Elder Lu Guhuai, who had been sitting motionless, was now looking down at the Jade Slip in his hand with a furrowed brow, seemingly arguing with someone. And in the shadows behind him, a probing gaze belonging to the Old God Group was quietly coiling over like a venomous snake.

The top position was indeed a hot seat. But wanting him to step down now? Too late.