Hongcheng, South District 13.
There were dense dark clouds and a drizzle of rain.
Abandoned residences and factories, rivers filled with garbage and waste, and the reddish-brown color climbing up them became brighter after getting wet.
In the abandoned factory on the small slope beside the river, a temporary generator is running with a rumbling sound.
"Stop, stop hitting me... I know I was wrong... I really know I was wrong..."
In the factory, beside the metal containers several meters tall, there were several bodies lying in disarray. All of them had bruises on their faces and broken bones. The worst-case scenario was that the face of the one with the most serious injuries was so bloody that it was unrecognizable.
The skinny boy grabbed a head in his hand and smashed it against the box. After a loud bang, he grabbed the other person's hair and pulled it back hard, then smashed it against the iron plate again.
He did this over and over again, with ferocious force. The silver chain pendant on his neck also swung violently as he struck the person.
The person he was holding was hit so hard that his nose and face were swollen and bleeding, and he couldn't even stand steadily.
His legs were shaking and slightly bent, and he pleaded with a trembling voice: "... Please let me go, you... you didn't die, did you?! I, I promise, I will never trouble you again!"
Xu Qingran held a rusty iron rod in his other hand. He looked down at the man begging for mercy in front of him, and when the man was about to kneel, he swung the rod in his hand and hit him hard.
The man whose face was bruised after being beaten groaned, spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground motionless.
He did not give up immediately, but walked slowly to his head, raised the iron rod without changing his expression, and hit the head hard again -
Blood plasma flowed out of the wound.
The sound of rain outside the factory became a little louder.
The row of vertically hanging chandeliers above his head creaked and swayed in the cold wind. The dead white light seemed to add a bit of coldness to the man holding the iron rod, which was extremely inconsistent with his appearance.
Xu Qingran wiped his neck, and the purple patches on it were shocking. Perhaps the pain he felt at the touch was greater than he expected, he frowned slightly, and there was a hint of gloom in his eyes.
He thought that this body might not be very useful.
There was a dark and thin boy squatting beside a broken box in the corner. He looked to be only about 20 years old, with a swollen left eye. He was hugging his knees and shaking violently, which became more intense after his eyes met with his.
He stared at the devastating scene before him, lost in thought, wondering how they had ended up in such a situation.
Half an hour ago, they were clearly teasing the boy in front of them. When he resisted, they used their fists to make him obey, and then hung him up high with a rope, repeatedly intimidating and torturing him.
Later, he accidentally killed someone, and they gathered together and had a fierce quarrel.
The boy who was thrown into a corner after being confirmed dead suddenly came back to life. He even seemed to have changed into a different person, from a coward who could only be afraid and cry without any ability to fight back, to a devil who wanted to kill.
The sound of the iron rod rubbing against the ground echoed for a long time in the spacious factory.
The man next to the box was instantly shocked back to his senses, and immediately knelt down in front of Xu Qingran who was walking slowly towards him, and took the initiative to explain everything: "I'm telling you, I can tell you everything! It was your brother Xu Qingan, who asked us to scare you, and we are just doing it for money!"
"I kowtow to you, please let me go." A puddle of water had accumulated under his kneeling feet without him noticing when.
He kept muttering, "It's going to be dark soon. This is South District 13. If we don't leave now, it will be too late... There's a daily-use aircraft outside. I can take you with me!"
As long as he can survive and leave this damn place, aren't you afraid that you won't find a chance to kill him in the future
Xu Qingran watched him knock his head loudly, his posture a little sloppy. Half of his body weight was on the iron rod, and his index finger on it was knocking it again and again. The man kneeling on the ground raised his head, and felt that after what happened just now, his originally slightly immature face had a few more edges and corners.
After a while, Xu Qingran said softly: "Thank you."
His voice was very hoarse, obviously his vocal cords were severely damaged.
The boy's eyes lit up when he heard this, thinking he had escaped a disaster. Just as he was about to thank her, a heavy blow suddenly hit his head from the side.
Then, he lost consciousness.
On the dusty paper bag at his feet, there was a rope and a glove that had been maliciously cut by a sharp weapon. Xu Qingran took a look, threw the used iron rod aside, and walked towards the rain.
Outside the factory, the sky was gray.
Looking around, the entire city was in ruins and no one had lived there for many years. There was a giant shuttle parked next to the ramp. Xu Qingran walked straight towards it and looked at it for a long time, but he couldn't see where on the smooth surface he could open the door.
Then, he chose to use the most primitive method—raising his foot and kicking it.
The system was just hesitating whether to take the initiative to remind people, when it saw the shuttle suddenly open a hole for people to pass through.
"..." Who would have thought that this could actually be useful.
Xu Qingran took a long stride and sat in the seat that most resembled a driver's seat. After the door closed automatically, he leaned back in the chair and relaxed his body a little.
Raindrops dripped down the windshield in front, blurring the view.
It was very quiet in the car.
After a long while, the person in the driver's seat spoke in a hoarse voice.
"system."
The system went online with a ding-dong sound, and my inner complaints filled the screen.
Who among my family members understands
Whose unlucky internship system has just started to work and has to witness this epic scene of horror and violence, and the whole process!
If it wasn't afraid that the host would be unhappy and kill it as well, it would have screamed long ago!
Is this the consequence of pulling a villain out of a post-apocalyptic story? !
But on the surface, its childish voice trembled and responded: "Yes, yes, host."
Fortunately, Xu Qingran had no intention of going crazy against a small system, and said to it calmly: "Help me locate it and leave this damn place."
The silver-gray car on the ramp left without any reluctance and soon disappeared into the sky.
Outside the factory, water had accumulated on the ground without anyone noticing, and mixed with the layer of debris on the ground, making the water dark red. It seemed as if something lifeless was waking up under the water, stirring, gliding under the movement of the rain.
The black and gold boots stepped on it, splashing water.
The man's dark black trench coat with gold decoration was soaked by the rain. He looked down at the dark red strip that slipped silently by the edge of his shoe, but ignored it and walked straight to the body closest to the door.
The dark and thin boy was very weak, but his instinct for survival made him sober up despite the pain. He vaguely saw a strange figure in his sight, and he subconsciously asked for help: "Save me... I don't want to die..."
The man lowered his head and looked down at the person calling for help, a faint smile flashing across his deep blue eyes.
"How cruel," he whispered.
Then he raised his foot and stomped ruthlessly on the head of the person at his feet.
Suddenly, a voice came from the headset: "Admiral, we have completed the inspection here, how is the situation over there?"
He raised his hand and pressed the communicator beside his ear, and replied as he walked out: "Area 13 has been confirmed to be cleared, we can start."
In the abandoned city, countless tiny dark red objects were gathering towards the tallest abandoned building in the center, as if a huge red tornado was slowly forming.
The storm is coming.
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The flying car moved forward steadily in the air.
"Silver Dragon FR Red Maple official channel kindly reminds you that there are still 40 minutes before the last ray of sunlight in the eastern hemisphere of Red Maple disappears. People who are still wandering outside are requested to return home as soon as possible..."
The radio in the car broadcast the clear and melodious voice of the female host.
Xu Qingran sat in the car, his eyes somewhat vacant. The blood stains on his white shirt were soaked by the rain, his hair was still wet against his cheeks, and water drops occasionally slid down his neck and deeper into his face.
The Greer Galaxy Cluster, the Kaian Empire.
The system says this is where they are now.
"Host, you can understand the latter as the concept of one of the countries in your previous world, Blue Star. The dominant species of the Kaian Empire is mainly humans. It currently occupies a total of 13 star systems in Grail, excluding the scattered star clusters for resource collection."
"Our current landing point is the Red Maple Star in the Andromeda system, Kaian-FR."
"It doesn't look very safe either." Xu Qingran said, his eyes fixed forward as the building gradually appeared in his sight.
The dark grey design is about a hundred stories high, and a sign hanging at the highest point has a few large characters on it.
[Hongcheng South 13-South 11 Checkpoint]
Except for the lowest plain, all the passages above are passages that can accommodate aircraft. When approaching, there is a large red ball on each side, responsible for the formation and the arrangement of the checkpoints.
Inside the checkpoint passage, each row was guarded by several armed sergeants.
Their clothes are mainly silver and black, and they also wear a badge with a silver dragon design on their chest.
"Oh, in this kind of weather, it's so suitable to sleep at home." The young sergeant held the gun in his arms and stared at the heavy rain outside the pass.
"No one wants to be forced to work overtime at the last minute."
A senior who was slightly older than him bent down to check the people in the aircraft, waved and let them go, and turned to walk towards him: "If it's just an ordinary wanted criminal, it's okay to let the system automatically scan and match."
The man said, taking the cigarette from his mouth, throwing it on the ground and stamping out the last spark: "But that is an E-type psychic who escaped from the evil tower. If we are not careful, someone will die."
The young soldier's shoulders slumped, and he complained, "So, how could I be so unlucky to encounter such an S-class fugitive while on duty..."
During the conversation, another aircraft came into the corridor.
Inside sat a pale, cold-looking young man in a white shirt, with a large bruise on his neck, and his shirt was wrinkled and messy, with some suspicious red stains.
Apparently he had just done something big.
The middle-aged man glanced at him and waved his hand, indicating that he could leave.
—What does that have to do with him? As long as they are not on his wanted list, he can let them go.
The aircraft then entered the scanning area of the channel, quickly passed the system detection, and left smoothly.
Most of the machines in this world, including aircraft, rely on mental power to operate.
The location that the system gave Xu Qingran was his "home" in this world. However, the mental strength of his body could not support him to reach his destination, so he could only temporarily stop at the rest stop at the checkpoint between District 3 and District 6 of Hongcheng West to recover.
There was a water dispenser in the rest stop. Xu Qingran had a neck injury and was feeling a little thirsty, so he walked over. He found a few blue coins in his pocket and stuffed two into the star coin slot.
While waiting, my thoughts became a little vague.
The crowds of people passing by him gradually gave him a sense of reality of time travel.
Xu Qingran met the system after his death.
The system said that he was the "big villain" in an apocalyptic novel. Because he awakened his self-awareness and deviated from the original villain's plot line, he was chosen by the system to travel to another world after his death and start a new life.
He looked down at his palm, a hint of disappointment in his eyes.
The living standard in the new world is indeed higher, but he is not happy at all because his supernatural powers, which have accompanied him for many years, are no longer with him.
While I was thinking, the juice I bought was already lying quietly at the water dispenser.
He bent down to take it out, and just as he stood up, he suddenly heard the conversation between two girls next to him.
"Yes, it's Xu Qingran, the eldest son of the Xu family. Have you also heard about what happened this afternoon?"
"Hiss... It's such a shame for the Xu family to have a child like him."
(End of this chapter)