Chu Lu had just entered the new world this time, and before he had time to re-import the memories of this world, his pupils suddenly shrank.
His limbs and torso kept shaking, and the arrector pili muscles on the surface of his skin contracted, revealing small bumps. This was a completely physiological reaction.
My stomach was churning, but all I vomited into my throat was the taste of rust, and even my eyes were covered with a layer of red.
Danger danger danger danger danger danger danger danger!!!
His brain was overloaded with the sense of danger. Not to mention identifying the source of danger, even basic physiological functions seemed to be hindered. He opened his mouth, trying to use it to assist his breathing, but the surroundings seemed to have suddenly become a vacuum, and it was as if his lungs had lost the ability to contract and expand. His lips trembled uncontrollably, but he couldn't even breathe in.
——If this continues, he will die...
Before the danger that has been warned arrives, they will die from lack of oxygen.
Exhale—inhale—exhale—inhale—
Chu Lu adjusted himself for a long time before he finally regained his breathing in this body.
The moment his lungs regained oxygen, he could even hear the humming sound of his brain being deprived of oxygen. The world that had been silent in extreme fear finally had sound, but it was still hazy and indistinct as if there was a layer of frosted glass between them.
"Hey, what's wrong with this kid?!"
"...Are you scared to death? Hahaha, are you so timid?"
"Look at the clothes he's wearing. They're high-end stuff I've never seen before. Maybe he's some rich young man looking for some excitement..."
"...Ha, here's the excitement..."
His senses had not yet fully recovered and he could not accurately understand what was happening around him. His body was so stiff and cold that he could not even feel the touch.
After a while, I could vaguely hear a dissatisfied complaint, "... Tsk, the young master is so poor?..."
The hard object pointing at my head was moved away, and the tingling sense of crisis was finally relieved a little.
It seemed like he was kicked a few more times, and the original wound under his clothes burst open. The oozing blood made his already low body temperature drop a few degrees further.
The feeling of his life gradually fading away was not a good one to describe, but the good news was that he had more or less adapted to this body's inherent, overly acute sense of crisis.
The state of loss of consciousness as if by self-protection of the body was finally restored a lot due to his active adjustment, and the pain in his body also belatedly awakened the memory of his brain.
But Chu Lu still didn't open his eyes. The five senses of this body and the intuition of crisis were too sharp. He had to deliberately control the acquisition of external information to barely support his actions. For most people, vision accounts for 80% of the information they can obtain. Given that he cannot control his body's senses freely, actively shutting down his vision is the simplest and most convenient way.
Don't look, don't listen...
Just feel the wind blowing across your skin, smell the air...
Overly sensitive perception and deliberately trained thinking successfully construct a scene similar to thermal imaging in the mind only by relying on the latter two.
——Those people left.
He also noticed that there was a boy next to him who he had just ignored due to his overly intense sense of crisis... probably a co-victim?
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Abner curled up in the corner for a long time, and after confirming that the group of people had indeed left, he carefully poked his head out from the center of his torso like a snail coming out of its shell. He only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming his current safety.
Thinking about his experiences during this period, he couldn't completely relax.
When will this kind of day end?
I heard that... [Shattered Star] has taken over the fifteenth galaxy and is coming soon...
Hope flashed in the boy's eyes again.
But these were just rumors he had heard from others. The young man, who had never left his birth planet, had no idea how long an interstellar jump would take, and how many light years there was between the fifteenth galaxy and his planet.
But one thing is beyond doubt.
——They will come!
After that, they would no longer be regarded as pigs, dogs, cattle, and sheep by the [superiors], victims to be consumed at will, or objects for entertainment... Their rights would also be written into the laws of the Star Alliance and guaranteed, and they would not be dragged to jail by patrol guards just because of their subconscious resistance before being beaten to death.
Thinking of the latter, a flash of gloom flashed across Abner's eyes. Xio didn't resist at all at that time. He just raised his hand to block the alloy stick that was about to hit his head... As for the owner of the stick, he didn't hold it firmly, and was hit on the toe instead...
Abner was angry, but it was just powerless anger.
He could do nothing, just like when he watched his friend being pointed at with a musket and dragged away, never to return.
Everything will be fine once [Shattered Star] comes, right?
The boy never considered the possibility that the other party might fail or be blocked.
[Isuflor], the Star Crusher Army defeated the "bright star" and "star that never falls" mentioned by the higher-ups.
——The [Isuflor] located in the center of the entire Star Alliance, like a huge shadow covering everyone's heart, has been destroyed. What else can stop them?
The boy's mood brightened up again when he thought of this.
It's going to be fine, everything is going to be fine...
And compared to the previous few days, the situation today is much better, perhaps because there is someone who is "sharing" the burden with him.
Maybe this is a "well-meaning person"?
But it shouldn't be someone who lives here...
Abner thought. After all, those who live here won't meddle in other people's business.
However, the other person was standing motionless at the entrance of the alley at that time, and it looked more like he was frightened rather than wanting to help.
But no matter what the actual situation was, out of the experience of "going through hardships together", Abner felt that it was reasonable for him to go over and say a few words of concern, and perhaps also remind the newcomer of the rules of conduct here.
However, when he really looked over, he hesitated, "Are you... okay?"
The man lay there motionless. If it weren't for the slight rise and fall of his chest, Abner would have suspected that it was a corpse.
Because of the location of District 36 where he lived, two-thirds of the day was dark, and now it was naturally in that two-thirds of the time. The dim street lights illuminated the man's irregular dark clothes. Abner originally thought it was a pattern or cold sweat, but when he got closer, he found that it was blood.
The blood oozing out of his body even formed a small pool on the ground. Most of it had been frozen due to the low temperature outside, and only the newly gushing blood was still flowing.
With this amount of bleeding...is this person really conscious now?
No, did that group of people just now use any sharp weapon like a knife?
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On the first day Chu Lu fell into this world, he was picked up by a stranger boy who had also been robbed and beaten.
To be honest, this was indeed beyond Chu Lu's expectations.
He never denied the kindness of human beings, but in a harsh living environment, prioritizing one's own survival is a deeper genetic instinct.
Chu Lu even planned out how to knock the boy out with the least possible action cost if the boy really intended to strip him of his clothes - the only valuable things left on him after the search just now - in order to ensure his own survival rate in the event of further injuries, blood loss and severe cold conditions.
But it was picked up.
- When the other party's living conditions are not suitable for supporting one more person in any way.
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After Abner carried back this man who seemed to be weightless, he deeply reflected on his own behavior - he felt that his brain must have been damaged at that time.
But the person was brought back, and since he was still alive, he couldn't just throw him away like that.
After simply treating the man's wound - just a normal re-bandaging, he couldn't have any repair potions, not even the lowest level - and feeding him a tube of nutrient solution, Abner fell into deep thought.
I'm afraid he has picked up a big trouble.
Abner realized this as he tended to the wound.
Those horrific wounds were clearly not caused by ordinary beatings. Moreover, despite being so severely injured and having so many wounds on his body, none of them were fatal...
Although Abner had not experienced it, a word naturally came to his mind.
——"Torture".
The young man with brown hair and brown eyes, who had the most ordinary and inconspicuous appearance in District 36, stared at the trouble he had brought upon himself with deep resentment.
It was visibly that he regretted it.
But if he just threw it away like that, Abner had to wonder if he would be implicated once the body was discovered.
The boy looked solemnly for a while at the human figure that occupied a corner of the room, with only its chest rising and falling faintly, and decided to leave him to fend for himself.
——Let’s see tomorrow.
If he survives, get rid of him quickly; if he dies, find a way to dispose of the body.
With this in mind, Abner took one last look at the other person, then shrank himself into the sleeping bag, which had little thermostatic function and obvious signs of repair.
Considering that the other party was a stranger with unknown origins, Abner had originally planned to tie him up while he slept. However, the man's condition was so miserable that Abner searched for a long time but could not find a way to tie him up without worsening the wound.
With such injuries, even if he wakes up, there's nothing he can do, right?
Thinking of the other party's helpless posture in the alley just now, Abner felt a lot more relieved.
——I hope he can wake up soon and...get away.
The boy thought before he fell asleep.
...For the sake of the nutrient that was wasted on him, it would be better to stay alive.
Abner's wish was half fulfilled.
The next day, the other party did wake up.
He even recovered some of his mobility at an incredible speed.
Although he hoped that this person would "quickly wake up and get out of here", Abner was not completely insensitive to that kind of injury. Even the strongest fighter in the arena would probably need to take a month or at least half a lunar month to recover from that kind of injury - that was when the arena proactively provided recovery potions to avoid the "goods" being completely destroyed.
In fact, Abner has almost characterized his actions as "hospice care"...
However, it only took the man one night to be able to sit up.
After waking up and realizing this, Abner immediately tensed up and prepared to attack.
However, the other party's subsequent reaction made him wonder if he was the one who was "making a fuss over nothing".
The man was frightened.
— His whole body was trembling, even his teeth were chattering, and his originally pale face even turned deathly gray because he couldn't breathe...
Abner: “…”
He swore that he was just showing the normal vigilance that a resident of District 36 would have. But the other party's reaction made him think that he had turned into a murderer who would suddenly kill someone at any moment.
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