Jin Shu's current planet is called Little Blue Star, which is the most unremarkable asteroid in the entire Noah Galaxy. The planet has a population of over 10 billion and is currently ranked at the bottom of the planet rankings, belonging to a Z-class system.
The strength of planets is determined by a alphabet of twenty-six letters.
The original owner lived here for more than ten years, rarely going out and interacting with others.
Following her memory, Jin Shu returned to her residence, a notorious no-man's-land on the planet, next to a wealthy area, a wall separating the two extremes of the planet.
This house could hardly be called a living space; it was merely a place to survive. The 20-square-meter tin shack was simply furnished and laid out in a way that was completely transparent. Jin Shu sat in a chair and could see the wealthy neighborhood across the street when she opened the window.
This is an era of rapid technological development, completely different from the world Jin Shu once lived in. The rich live in real copper and iron walls, which are full of futuristic colors and emit a brilliant light even in the dark. Above them are crisscrossing aerial tracks, and every now and then a flying machine flies overhead, and the foul gas emitted by its tail slowly sinks down.
Therefore, in this world, the richer people live higher up, and the poorer people live lower down. Over the years, turbid and polluted gases have continued to accumulate and spread at the bottom of the earth's surface, making life increasingly difficult for the poor. Even eating has become a problem, let alone thinking or enjoying life.
Those creatures I just encountered were contaminated by the toxic gases in this slum. They were once human, but to adapt to the harsh environment, their human forms were obviously not suitable for survival here, so they evolved characteristics similar to the rats in the sewers.
They are called "ratmen," creatures not allowed to exist on the planet. Planetary law enforcement officers frequently come down to clean up these mutated species to prevent these ugly things from taking the opportunity to escape to the world above and frighten the people in the wealthy areas.
Having regained her memories, Jin Shu understood the world better. The original owner saw the rules of the world clearly, and because of this, she completely exiled herself, no longer making any effort, struggling every day in this dark and hopeless place, just waiting for the day when she would die quietly, like today.
But Jin Shu was not going to be swayed by such negative emotions. After she sorted out all the rules of this planet, she realized that the gap between the poor and the rich was even greater than the gap between humans and plankton. She thought of a solution in just one second.
She wants to kill someone, take his place, and become a member of the upper world as quickly as possible.
But Jin Shu wouldn't kill someone casually.
Just then, based on the original owner's memories, the best candidate appeared in her mind.
Frant Orm, a member of the Frant family in the Upper World, one of the planet's four most famous families, is currently serving as the chief commander of the entire residential area.
Thinking of this, Jin Shu went to the bathroom to wash her face, picked up the curved knife in her hand, and rushed into the darkness.
At this moment, in the darkest, most brightly lit place, lies the largest illegal exchange in the entire region, belonging to the Frant family's business, and currently managed by Om.
The original owner had passed by here, and Om saw her face. That same day, he sent people to capture her and take her to the exchange.
That night, relying on his years of fighting skills, the original owner blinded one of Om's eyes and escaped.
Since then, she has appeared on the wanted list.
Those "rat men" were after the prize money listed on the list.
Jin Shu changed into a black hoodie and baggy pants to disguise herself.
Ten minutes later, a thin man appeared at the entrance of the exchange carrying a black bag.
"I have brought what Lord Frant requested."
The other person looked him up and down; he was thin, withered, and pale. As he passed the detector, the detector lit up with a white light.
According to the order of mental strength from white, yellow, green, purple, to black, the man in front of me has no mental strength and is a safe and harmless civilian.
"How could a commoner have what Lord Frant wants?"
"Ordinary people only need to have brains."
The guard went in to report, and nodded to the man when he returned.
After entering the exchange, two guards led her to the top-floor lounge. When the door opened, the room was filled with a luxurious, eerie green light. Sexy and beautiful women were swaying on a small platform, while a middle-aged man with blond hair was reclining on a sofa below.
Frant glanced at the thin man in front of him, then opened the bag to look at what he had brought.
Inside was a human head, face down, with messy, long hair. It looked like a woman's head. The lighting was dim. He picked up the head, glanced at it, and then nodded.
After the two guards withdrew, Frant lazily crossed his legs and asked.
"You killed her, that's quite an achievement. I had so many people searching the whole city and we couldn't find her. How did you find her?"
“I sell antivenom. She was poisoned by rat poison and came to me to buy antivenom. I killed her when she was poisoned.”
Frant smiled with satisfaction as he recalled the ratmen he had sent out the previous night.
"You're lucky. Here, this is a tip."
Frant casually tossed the bag from his waist onto the table. Upon seeing this, the man stepped forward without hesitation and grabbed the bag. Just as his fingertips were about to touch the bag, a cold, sinister glint appeared in Frant's eyes.
He grabbed the man's wrist.
"The bounty is only so little, do you want more?"
The man looked up at him, his dark eyes indifferent.
"How do I get it?"
"How do you get it... I'll tell you."
Frant's hand slowly moved upwards along the man's wrist, his breathing becoming somewhat heavy in the dim light.
The man didn't resist; he simply grabbed Frant's arm and slowly leaned forward. Then, in the next second, he grabbed a fork from the table with his other hand and stabbed it into Frant's neck!
The dark red blood flowed into a column of blood.
Frant clutched his neck, glaring at the man in front of him, making a "crackling" sound in his throat.
The man remained expressionless, gritted his teeth, and without hesitation, forcefully pushed the entire end of the fork inside.
About ten seconds later, Frant silently nestled into the man's arms, his breath gone.
The woman on stage was still dancing. She watched as Frant and the man hugged and went into the back dressing room, and then silently lowered her head.
Inside the lounge, Jin Shu looked down at Frant in front of her and immediately checked his dropped equipment.
As expected of the Frant family, although they are not highly regarded, they are still far better than those rats lurking in the shadows. (End of Chapter)
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