The night before the promotion

Chapter 36 Rainbow
Zhou Si stared at the cut wheelchair, and with his mind highly concentrated, he felt that everything around him slowed down.

A tiny contact under the wheelchair suddenly flashed sparks. In Zhou Si's eyes, the sparks appeared particularly bright and spread slowly, like fireworks slowly blooming in the night sky.

Pei Dong did not lie to himself.

In an instant, the chemicals inside the explosive began to react violently, releasing huge amounts of energy. Zhou Si could imagine the tiny bubbles between the chemicals rapidly expanding and merging to form an unstoppable force.

The gas pressure generated by the explosion rose sharply, and the outer shell of the explosive could no longer withstand this force. The surface gradually bulged and the color turned red due to the high temperature, like a life about to break out of its shell.

Zhou Si hugged the long-dead heavy-armored avatar in front of him. Ten seconds ago, it was the god of death that brought oppression, but now, it was the barrier that saved Zhou Si.

Under extreme pressure, an explosion occurred.

The roaring sound covered the sound of the wind, and fragments flew around at an extremely fast speed. On each piece, traces of melting due to high temperature were clearly visible, accompanied by a faint but continuous light.

They turned into a spreading rain of bullets, which riddled the humanoid avatars with holes. Zhou Si relied on the ceramic armor of the heavy-armored avatar to successfully block this series of strafing.

The shock wave spread from the center of the explosion to the walls of the carriage. The metal twisted and deformed under the huge pressure, making a dull and slow creaking sound.

The gap that Zhou Si had chopped on the carriage earlier quickly expanded until the entire structure of the carriage could no longer support it and the roof was roughly lifted off.

Zhou Si was knocked over by the shock wave and fell heavily to the ground with the heavy-armored avatar. He first felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, as if his ribs were broken, and then his head collided with the ground, bringing a lingering feeling of dizziness and a buzzing sound lingering in his ears.

His vision was obscured by the chaotic airflow, and blurry, Zhou Si saw several humanoid avatars being thrown out of the car by the impact and disappeared into the dark night.

The light rail was shaking violently, but it did not derail and continued to run on the designated track. Strong winds rushed into the damaged carriages, dispersing the thick smoke produced by the explosion and taking away a large amount of heat.

Zhou Si frowned, his expression restrained, but he still found it difficult to suppress the tingling and buzzing in his mind.

He gritted his teeth and complained to himself, "This is the limitation of the flesh. Even if we have a spirit that transcends ordinary people, we still have to compromise with material reality."

This is what Chen Wen Ge once said to Zhou Si.

Pushing away the heavy-armored avatar that was pressing on him, Zhou Si stood up by holding onto the bumpy wall of the carriage. The strong wind blowing across his cheeks made him much more conscious.

After the impact of the explosion, a large number of humanoid avatars in front of Zhou Si disappeared, and those humanoid avatars surrounding him from behind were also knocked down one after another.

Zhou Si won this round, but the battle is not over yet.

Picking up a discarded electromagnetic rifle, Zhou Si glanced at the display window at the rear sight. In addition to displaying the lethal mode, it also displayed the remaining ammunition. This gun has plenty of ammunition.

Zhou Si took another deep breath and touched his waist and abdomen, where there were several tactical belts tied. This time, there were no hatchets on them, but rows of cylindrical batteries like deer bullets.

Zhou Si tore off the sleeve of his left arm with force, and his prosthesis was completely exposed. His bionic skin was scratched to pieces. Zhou Si fumbled around for a while and opened several covers on the skin, revealing three or four external interfaces.

Zhou Si took out the cylindrical batteries. He felt like a cowboy loading bullets for his beloved revolver. One after another, his left arm was filled with cylindrical batteries.

At first glance, it looked very cool, like some kind of science fiction concept design. At second glance, Zhou Si felt as if he had just walked out of a Chinese medicine clinic with a cupping jar on his arm that he hadn’t had time to remove.

He gave a ridiculous smile.

This is the external socket mentioned by Ruan Linrui. The cylindrical battery is like ammunition. It can quickly charge the prosthesis and extend the battery life. If necessary, Zhou Si can also consume large amounts of electricity to launch a more terrifying external discharge offensive.

He held the electromagnetic rifle in one hand and unsheathed the narrow blade in the other.

Zhou Si came to the partition door connecting the carriages. The impact of the explosion made it twisted and the glass shattered to the ground, leaving only a few large pieces remaining on it.

The lighting flickered a few times, revealing Zhou Si's reflection in the broken mirror.

This time Zhou Si did not see the person in the mirror.

He was very angry, but also very calm. He was in a very good state and could only see himself.

My face is covered with blood and scars, but I am eager to try.

Zhou Si suddenly recalled the plots of many movies, where the protagonist examines his own heart after experiencing a great battle, just as Zhou Si was looking at his own reflection now.

He suffered and endured hardships, but his faith was stronger than ever. Like a traveler chosen by God, he vowed to put God's wrath into action.

Yes, that's the plot. The protagonist's eyes go from confused to determined, and the background music is replaced by dense drum beats, just like the protagonist's constantly intense heartbeat.

At this time, the protagonist will say some nice words, such as Jules in "Pulp Fiction", this guy with a bit of histrionic personality, who always quotes the Bible before shooting and killing people.

He shouted, "When I take revenge on them, they will know that I am Jehovah!" and then he shot someone's head in pieces.

Zhou Si spat forcefully.

That's pretty cool, isn't it?

When he was a child, Zhou Si was often inspired by such plots. He thought the protagonist was so cool. He was going to do the righteous thing and punish the evil. Everyone was watching him and everyone was celebrating! But later Zhou Si thought, why do these movie plots have to be designed like this?
It seems that there is a belief gauge. No matter how hard the protagonist tries or how powerful he is, as long as the belief gauge is not full, he cannot kill the villain, even if the knife is hanging over the villain's head.

But as long as the belief gauge is full, even if the protagonist is unarmed, he can still behead the powerful enemy with some damn love and peace.

Is this reasonable?

To use Zhou Si's words, if there's a sword, chop it down; if there's someone, kill them. Is this principle difficult to understand?

As for those nice words...

Zhou Si gritted his teeth and cursed, "Fuck, fuck!"

After splitting open the shaky partition door, Zhou Si strode into the next carriage. Some of the humanoid avatars had stood up again, while others fell to the ground, twitching inexplicably, as if some components had been affected by the impact.

Zhou Si raised the electromagnetic rifle and pulled the trigger. The rapid-fire stream of bullets rained down on the humanoid avatars, denting, shattering, and piercing their shells.

The humanoid avatars struggled like a group of fish thrown onto the shore, flapping their bodies hard due to suffocation. Some humanoid avatars stood up to resist, but the cold light of the narrow blade easily tore their bodies apart.

The electromagnetic rifle ran out of ammunition, so Zhou Si grabbed the hot barrel and swung it like a baseball bat, smashing the head of another humanoid incarnation.

From the first car to the last car, Zhou Si kept swinging his narrow blade or picking up guns and firing until the light rail was clean and spotless.

In the devastated silence, Zhou Si dragged up the remains of a humanoid incarnation. Its limbs had been cut off by a narrow blade, leaving only half a torso and a broken head.

"I know you're watching me."

Zhou Si grabbed the dense cables around its neck and lifted it up. The camera's mirror cracked and Zhou Si's face was reflected into countless fragments.

"Say something, friend."

Dead silence.

Zhou Si stared at the camera patiently until the crackling sound of electricity was heard.

"Doctor Zhou...you can't escape."

A deep, ghostly voice sounded faintly from the empty and cold body. It mocked Zhou Si mercilessly, and there was a bone-chilling chill in its words.

"From the moment Chen Wen Ge developed the feathering technology, from the moment you dared to sit on the instrument and try to upgrade, from the moment mortals tried to open up the road to becoming immortals..."

The faint indicator light flickered inside the broken head, like dim, dying stars in the distant sky, flashing with despair.

“No one can stay out of it.”

Zhou Si was silent for a moment, but in a flash, a meaningful smile quietly crept onto his face.

He spoke slowly, a hint of amusement in his voice.

“Of course, I’m well aware of that.

The feathering technology is like a tempting Pandora's box. When it is opened... no, from the moment it came into the world, people were driven by the eternal greed and continued to pursue it. "

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Si's tone suddenly changed, with an unquestionable determination.

"However, I also hope you understand."

"I will kill you, all of you, leaving no one behind.

This has nothing to do with the shitty feathering technique, it's just... a personal grudge."

Zhou Si's smile was filled with a bloodthirsty chill, but he still tried to maintain a warm appearance, as if he was sending some kind of strange greeting to the incarnated killers on the other end of the consciousness network.
"This matter is far from over!"

Zhou Si clenched his left hand and forcibly broke the cable and the mechanical cervical vertebrae, then threw it down casually, blending into the wreckage on the ground.

Looking outside the car, Zhou Si let out a long sigh. He saw the tall buildings standing in the dark night and the colorful light that seemed never to go out.

The intense feeling of fatigue made Zhou Si squint his eyes. His vision became blurry, and colorful colors blended into each other, weaving a dreamlike picture like Monet's Impressionist paintings.

So, Zhou Si once again saw the rainbow that spread like a river.

It flows quietly through the city.

　Thank you Fengyue for recommending my chapter. I’m grateful and thank you for being there. Dongdongdongdong.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)