Martial Arts Godhood: At the Start, Rebels Asked Me to Be an Undercover Agent

April 25, 329 of the Federal Calendar, midnight.

Room 401, a residential building on Untan Road, Outer District, Wonsan City.

Xiao Wang slowly woke up in the darkness, and a sharp, burning pain shot through his chest, as if a huge gash had been cut open by a knife.

He instinctively reached out to touch the painful area with his right hand, only to find that he was gripping something tightly in his right hand, and that the object was sticky to his palm.

So he switched to using his left hand to reach for the painful spot.

The moment I touched it.

"hiss……"

The intense pain intensified, causing him to gasp in shock.

What happened?

Am I not a civil servant in the Fifth War Zone?

What place is this?

What's causing the chest pain?

A series of questions rang in Xiao Wang's mind. Everything was pitch black, and he couldn't see anything. He could only hear the torrential rain pouring down outside the window, the sound of the rain swishing.

However, Xiao Wang deduced that he should be indoors.

Enduring the intense pain, he stood up, trying to find the switch.

During this process, he did not drop what he was holding in his right hand, but instead gripped it even tighter.

He felt this thing must be very important, since he was still holding it tightly even when he lost consciousness.

He carefully groped around in the dark for a while, trying not to knock over anything, but he felt that he had still stepped on a few things that were already on the ground and broken them, making a crackling sound.

There was no time to worry about that, I just turned on the lights first.

Finally, after about three minutes of fumbling around,

pat!

The switch is pressed.

A crisp sound rang out.

Immediately afterwards, some dim yellow light illuminated the entire space.

Xiao Wang's eyes were blinded by the light, and he instinctively closed them for a moment before opening them again.

He was completely shocked by what he saw.

Broken glass was scattered on the ground, and two goldfish lay motionless among the shards, clearly lifeless.

Several chairs lay askew on the ground, two of them partially damaged, their legs broken.

The table was also overturned on the ground, lying in a puddle of water.

But none of these are what he cares about most.

What he cared about most was the ubiquitous blood amidst this chaos.

The floor, chairs, and tables were all covered in bloodstains.

His bloody footprints, left when he came over and turned on the light, were still clearly visible on the ground.

Then, turning her gaze to herself, she discovered that almost all of her clothes were soaked in blood and were half-dry. At the hem, thick blood that was not yet completely dry was still slowly dripping onto the floor.

He then looked at the location of the pain, which was on the left side of his heart. He carefully parted his clothes and took a look, revealing a bright, gleaming wound.

The blood has now clotted, and no more fresh blood is gushing out.

Then he looked at his right hand, and when he saw what he was holding, he was completely stunned.

This is a dagger.

It was now stained with blood as well, and the exposed metal gleamed white under the light.

It looks incredibly sharp.

"What the hell?"

Did I stab myself in the back?

Xiao Wang's thoughts were in a state of confusion, but he quickly calmed himself down with the composure he had developed during his five battles.

He first looked around. It was a two-bedroom apartment, and the overall layout was unfamiliar.

"This is not my home."

Xiao Wang made his first judgment in his mind.

"But where is this?"

"What happened now?"

"How did I end up here?"

A series of questions quickly filled his mind again.

Xiao Wang gripped the dagger and walked back from where the light was on to where he had come from. He wanted to see what had happened where he had first been lying.

He moved forward slowly.

When Xiao Wang's gaze swept over the overturned table edge and landed on the side of the sofa, his heart leaped into his throat.

Because he saw a person lying motionless in a pool of blood.

Xiao Wang was stunned for two seconds, then quickly went forward to check and confirmed that the person was dead.

The carotid artery was severed.

But his blood was still relatively fresh and flowing, unlike the blood in Xiao Wang's body, which was gradually congealing.

Clearly, he was stabbed after Xiao Wang.

Xiao Wang then quickly searched the entire room but found no one else.

Xiao Wang immediately collapsed and sat down on the ground.

"What the hell happened? Did I kill this person?"

"If he didn't stab himself, then I was the only one who stabbed him, since there was no one else in the room."

Xiao Wang was completely lost.

Outside the window, the rain continued to pour down, and the howling wind blew the raindrops at an angle, making them slap against the glass windowpane with a crisp sound.

Xiao Wang quickly turned his head to look, and saw that the curtains were drawn on all the windows.

"fine."

At that moment, a memory that did not belong to him was injected into his mind.

Complex, chaotic...

Because there were too many memories, Xiao Wang didn't have time to digest them all. He could only quickly process the memories related to the current scene in order to determine what the situation was.

A moment later...

"Holy crap, I've really time-traveled."

The predecessor in his memory was also named Xiao Wang, but he was younger than him and would soon turn eighteen. The corpse on the ground was his parents' killer, and the place he was in was this enemy's home.

He came here to seek revenge, but in the ensuing battle, they both perished.

His enemy died from excessive blood loss after his carotid artery was severed.

His own cause of death was the same: excessive blood loss. Although he had been stabbed deeply in the left chest, he had discovered when he examined the wound that, like him, the original owner's heart was on the right side.

Escaped.

That's why he later risked his life to cut the other person's carotid artery.

As Xiao Wang looked at the scene before him, he prepared to search for more memories to see how to proceed.

Sudden.

A knock came at the door.

dong dong dong.

The sound wasn't loud, but each tap struck Xiao Wang's heart.

It made his whole body tense.

His thoughts became chaotic again, so chaotic that he couldn't even sort out the newly injected memories.

"Could it be a neighbor?"

Xiao Wang guessed, but he wasn't sure. His confused memories prevented him from recalling anything, so he went back to the light switch and turned off the light, hoping his neighbor would be sensible and leave.

Can……

dong dong dong.

The knocking sounded again, three times as before, no more, no less, unhurried, with a lazy feel to it.

It was as if they knew everything that was happening inside the house.

Before Xiao Wang could even think about what to do next, a voice came from outside the door.

"It's me, Aries, open the door."

Upon hearing this name, Xiao Wang's related memories began to clear.

Aries, it was this person named Aries who gave him information about his enemy, which is why he came here to take revenge and kill him.

Xiao Wang composed himself, turned on the light, and walked to the door.

Before opening the door, he looked at his reflection in the full-length mirror to make sure it looked exactly like his original self before opening the door a crack.

Through the crack in the door, Xiao Wang saw a middle-aged man in his forties standing at the door, wearing a white top hat, a white suit, white leather shoes, a black cane in his hand, and carrying a black bag.

When she saw Xiao Wang, she bowed slightly to him.

Then Xiao Wang opened the door, and after Bai Yang walked in, he quickly closed it again.

Aries stood at the doorway, looking at the scene inside, not too surprised, only letting out a soft sigh:

"It's intense."

After a pause, he added, "But I'm quite surprised you survived."