Using the MC system to pretend spiritual revival

Chapter 122 Stealing Two More Strings of Cash from Life

distance.

It is the blank space in poetry and painting.

It is an ideal place for a life of mere survival.

Let's set sail...

...

That's what Zhao Hai is thinking now.

At this moment, all members of the Haier Brothers Alliance are here.

I am standing on a deserted coastal desert in the eastern part of Xin Country.

The sea breeze, like a crowded stream of people, carries a salty, damp smell and rushes towards you along with the water vapor stirred up from the shore.

This location does not comply with safety regulations for opening the coastline; it's on a rocky cliff.

The two stood in the fierce wind, one foot on a rock protruding from the ground, feeling the surging waves from the sea.

Ye Fei felt like he had really gone mad.

What was I thinking two hours ago?

If it weren't for the sea breeze that kept blowing my hair, as if it were going to lift the top of my head...

Ye Fei had to wonder if the dozen or so pounds of flesh weighing on his shoulders were truly his own.

Looking back on all of this, when exactly did it begin?

When did my life, which was as calm as stagnant water, begin to go off track?

It seems to have been last month.

He rushed back to his rural hometown to attend his grandfather's funeral, only to find himself in a situation where he had no relatives or friends left.

On the way back, still feeling lost, I encountered a human trafficker in the same carriage.

After much hesitation, I finally decided to take action.

Once everything was settled, he quietly left when no one was around.

The following days were filled with the same unchanging and uneventful work life.

Perhaps even the only thing I cared about in this world has been lost.

Looking around, at the chair that has witnessed my efforts year after year, and the computer screen.

It was so discordant that it was repulsive.

Everything around me was familiar, yet so familiar that it evoked a sense of disgust.

A voice inside him seemed to urge him to escape from it all.

Escape to a completely different environment, a completely different place.

Subsequently.

On another night, like any other, I was kept at the company to work overtime.

He'd finally had enough.

I'm fed up with this insincere network of relationships, and I'm fed up with this dull and boring life and work.

I can no longer accept even the slightest bit of that future, which I can see the end of the road with just a thought.

So he resigned.

Standing on a deserted street in the early morning, I sent my prepared resignation letter to my boss's email address.

He waited for the bus for two hours, and the unread emails seemed to mock his miserable first half of life.

Wait until you come to your senses.

In the distance, neon lights flickered.

The iridescent light reflected off the mirror-like asphalt road under the light rain, creating a painting with bizarre colors.

A last bus, swaying and rattling, turned at the intersection in the distance.

This car.

After working overtime, it was the only way to get back to that small, cramped rental room for just four yuan.

But this day was a little different.

The swaying bus was still some distance away, but a different sound came from the street behind it.

A distant but clear sound of fighting and shouting reached my ears through the drizzling rain.

Hearing this unfamiliar voice, Ye Fei was somewhat puzzled.

But the cries for help mixed in with his voice still piqued his curiosity, and he got up from the wet waiting station seat.

Following the faint sound, I walked toward the small street that was already dark in the middle of the night.

As we turned the next corner, the sound suddenly became clear.

All I could see were two men, one fat and one thin, constantly fighting back and forth under the neon lights of the street billboards.

Around the two people, the road was covered with puddles.

You can also see some people lying on the ground, and people huddled in corners, shivering.

This might have been a slightly larger street brawl, but none of that was what surprised him.

Rather, it refers to the two people still fighting each other on the field, or rather, the items they each hold in their hands.

The short, stout figure was holding a slightly curved wooden pole in both hands.

And at the top, there is a white object about the size of a fist.

The tall, muscular man fighting him held a gleaming silver object that resembled a wine glass.

What's shocking is that with each swing of the wooden pole by the short, stout man, the white part at the top would fly out and hook onto the head of the other man he was fighting.

Then, the short, fat man suddenly pulled, lifting the other person, who looked tall and strong, more than a meter into the air.

As it moved backward, the person suspended in mid-air was suddenly pulled closer.

When the opponent had nowhere to gain leverage in mid-air, the short, stout man swiftly pulled out a gleaming metal dagger from his lower back.

next moment.

Without hesitation, he swung the blow at the abdomen of the opponent who had been pulled in front of him.

Judging from his actions, it was clear that he intended to kill him.

Ye Fei watched in shock from the sidelines.

The tall man, suspended in mid-air, simply raised the small, unassuming cup in his hand.

Then, in the blink of an eye...

The small metal cup in his hand grew longer in the wind, instantly transforming into the size of a human head, blocking the opponent's sneak attack.

"collapse!"

With a dull thud of metal clashing, the short, stout man was clearly outmatched.

The dagger flew from his hand and shot straight toward the alley entrance.

However, both of them seemed to be extraordinary, and the force of their attacks on each other was extremely powerful.

The dagger that was knocked away.

With a whooshing sound, and leaving an afterimage invisible to ordinary people, it flew directly towards Ye Fei's face.

Everything happened too suddenly and too fast.

Ye Fei, standing there dumbfounded, only had time to see the dagger grow larger and larger in his pupils.

He raised his arm and blocked his view.

Almost the next breath.

A sudden jolt came from my arm.

He gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and waited for a while, but the expected excruciating pain did not come.

And the next moment.

Clang!

I just felt something fall at my feet.

Wait and then open your eyes.

Then I realized that the arm I had raised to block my eyes had somehow been stripped of flesh and blood.

Only a thick, grayish-white skeleton remained.

The sound of something falling was from a dagger that had twisted and deformed as if it had hit something hard.

This surreal scene made him forget his fear for a moment.

He simply stretched out his arm, which, from the elbow upwards, became all of bone, and moved and grasped in front of his eyes.

They found no pain or discomfort; on the contrary, they were unusually flexible.

And there was a surging sense of power constantly emanating from the mutated hands.

It was while he was studying the changes in his own arm that he discovered this.

The tall man holding the wine glass was also close behind him.

He quickly knocked his opponent to the ground and snatched the fishing rod from his hands.

He looked worried and quickly ran towards Ye Fei.

I was relieved when I first noticed that he was alright, but I quickly noticed the obviously abnormal skeletal arm.

"Young man, you...you're an Awakened One?"

Ye Fei naturally didn't know how to answer the tall man's question at the time.

Fortunately, the other party seemed to have noticed the blank look on Ye Fei's face as well.

The tall man was very outgoing. He patted the shoulder of the person in front of him, who was a head shorter than him, and laughed heartily.

"Judging from your expression, you've just awakened too!"

"I also found a treasure these past two days!"

"It's so late, let's go get some skewers. I'll also tell you about what happens after you awaken, there's a lot to it."

"Did you see the guy I just took down?"

"There are plenty of scoundrels like this in the underworld these days, who commit arson, murder, and robbery everywhere. If you don't understand the ins and outs and get targeted, you're in big trouble..."

While talking.

The tall, strong man quickly took off his jacket, which was already soaked through by the rain.

They wrapped Ye Fei's right arm, which was covered in exposed bones, tightly like wrapping a rice dumpling.

Without further ado, she pulled him up and led him to another street.

"Come on, come on! I know a barbecue place nearby, and let me tell you, it's amazing..."

Ye Fei was somewhat bewildered and dazed throughout the entire process due to the impact of this new thing.

Until I was pulled to sit on a plastic seat at a food stall.

A mouthful of ice-cold beer was shoved into my mouth and down my throat, finally bringing my thoughts back to reality.

That was the first time Ye Fei and Zhao Hai met.

(End of this chapter)