Collapse Simulator, why are we drifting apart?

The pace of the first 10 chapters of the Xier chapter is a bit slow, but it gets faster later on!

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"Ahem, ahem, where is this?"

Fan Mu covered his nose with his sleeve and coughed uncomfortably. When the simulation started, he closed his eyes and opened them again, and he arrived here.

The air was filled with the smell of rust and dust.

Unlike the dark alleys and wide streets he had imagined, the place he came to was a completely enclosed, dim, old place that resembled an abandoned mine, surrounded by rails and pickaxes and wooden supports all around.

There were dim lights flickering on the roadside, not very bright, and could only barely illuminate the road.

He covered his mouth and nose, intending to walk around, observe the surrounding environment, and collect some information, but after taking only two steps, he suddenly realized something was wrong.

"Am I...getting smaller?" Fan Mu looked at his chubby little hands with a look of disbelief.

"system?"

"It's normal to make a fuss. Just go do your task and don't bother me if there's nothing to do!"

"I..." Fan Mu was speechless. He felt a little uncomfortable looking at his short legs, but fortunately his clothes also shrank with him.

"Forget it, it's all the same." He quickly accepted this phenomenon and started walking around.

Although the surrounding buildings are old and dilapidated, they are obviously inhabited. But for some reason, I didn't see a single person as I walked along. It was so quiet.

"strangeness."

Fan Mu sneaked to a window, found something to stand on, gently pushed the window open and looked inside. With a sharp creaking sound, he found that there was no one inside.

After that, he searched several rooms in succession, but found nothing except a little food. There was no dust on the table, and judging from the dusty environment around, the person must have been gone not long ago.

“It’s a little bit abnormal.”

He felt something was wrong, frowned, and acted more carefully.

Suddenly he saw a strange creature in front of him.

"what is this?"

Not far ahead, there was a butterfly-like thing floating in ice blue. It was about half a meter long and its body seemed to be made of several pieces of crystal. There were no eyes or mouth to be seen.

For safety reasons, he did not go out rashly, because he did not know whether the creature was hostile or intelligent.

"Let's take another route."

Fan Mu looked at it with fear, and quietly moved away.

The further he walked, the more solemn his expression became. Perhaps because his body was still small, his feet were sore from walking so he had no choice but to stop temporarily and find a place to rest.

Along the way, he met at least four or five creatures like the crystal butterfly just now. They had one thing in common, that is, they were wandering around.

Based on his short-term observation, he did not sense any life in them. These creatures seemed to have some intelligence, but not much, and they basically acted based on instinct.

"Is it because of the existence of these things that the pedestrians in this area have disappeared?"

While resting, he made guesses in his mind based on the information he had collected.

"So, is this evil? People leave here to avoid its existence."

Fan Mu's heart sank. If this was true, then his situation would be very dangerous.

"You...little..."

He seemed to hear a faint sound, and he instantly became focused. He closed his eyes and listened carefully, trying to figure out the direction from which the sound came.

It came from the stairs.

He was sure that it was a human voice, and he felt a little happy. The heavy feeling dissipated a little. As long as there were other people nearby, it meant that he was safe.

Ignoring the pain in his feet, he carefully moved up the stairs following the source of the sound without making any noise.

The sounds I heard became clearer and clearer.

"Damn it, you little bastard! You're trying to snatch it from me. Why don't you just take a piss and see if you deserve it?" A not-so-loud curse was heard.

Fan Mu frowned. What he was worried about happened. This man didn't look like a good person.

When he got closer, he quietly poked his head out from behind a big rock and looked at the scene in front of him through the dim light.

I saw a scarred man wearing tattered clothes with a grim face stepping on a person. The person was petite and looked only six or seven years old, still a child.

As if he was not satisfied, the scarred man stomped hard on the child's back twice, and the last kick was about to hit the child's head.

Fan Mu's pupils shrank, his figure flashed, and he rushed out from behind the stone and hit the man's back hard, but he was too late, and the child's head was stepped on the ground hard.

"Damn it!"

He had a bad look on his face, stood in front of the child, stared at the man and cursed inwardly.

He had no intention of caring, but he couldn't leave a child alone. If the child who was stepped on just now was a twelve or thirteen-year-old child, he would not come out at all as long as he had the capital to fight with the other party.

He couldn't imagine what had happened to make the person in front of him treat a child like this. To treat a six or seven-year-old child like this, the person in front of him was definitely not a good person.

As for whether it is a problem for children, it can be said that as long as children of six or seven years old do not commit crimes such as murder or arson, and as long as they are a little older and have no brain problems, no one will treat them like this.

It's okay to spank someone on the buttocks or the palms of their hands, but if you knock someone to the ground, step on their back a few times, and even step on their head, this person is either mentally ill or a very dangerous beast with no bottom line.

"Who the hell dares to push me?"

The scarred man staggered two steps after being knocked by him, then steadied himself, turned his head and looked at him fiercely.

"Another little brat... Tsk, it looks like you want to get beaten up too!"

After saying that, he reached out to grab Fan Mu with one hand. Because of the difference in size and strength, Fan Mu had no way to dodge. He grabbed him, lifted him up and threw him to the ground.

boom!

"cough!"

There was a sound of something falling to the ground, and Fan Mu's head hit the ground heavily with a crisp sound. His pupils collapsed at that moment, and all the thoughts in his mind disappeared, leaving only a blank space.

It took him several seconds to regain consciousness, and then he felt a pain in his head as if his skin was torn apart. It was as if someone was stirring his brain with a spoon, making it difficult for him to concentrate on thinking.

Fan Mu supported himself on the ground with his hands. He felt very dizzy and wanted to stand up. But before he could catch his breath, a huge force came from his back and pressed him to the ground again.

"I told you not to mind your own business, and I told you not to push me!" The scarred man stomped on his back again and again, and kicked his ribs from time to time, cursing: "You still want to be a hero and save the damsel in distress, but don't you look at what a coward you are!"

I don’t know how many times he kicked, but in the end, as if he felt it was boring, the scarred man finally stopped kicking, kicked the ground hard, and turned away.

"Did I let you go, bastard?"

He hadn't taken two steps when he heard a very faint sound of gnashing teeth behind him. It was not difficult to hear the anger hidden in the voice.