He has been reincarnated through countless worlds, adorned with billions of mythological terms!

Yun Yi turned his head.

A boy, about ten years old, was standing on the roof of the building opposite. He was wearing a dirty hoodie with the hood off, revealing a very short-shaved head.

He was as thin as a bamboo pole, but he stood very steadily, his feet firmly planted on the edge of the roof, his center of gravity slightly forward—he could pounce at any moment, or run away at any moment.

His eyes were dark brown, almost black in the dim light, but something swirled deep within his pupils, like a whirlpool at the bottom of water.

Yun Yi looked at him.

I didn't use any special abilities; I just watched.

"You are a reincarnator."

It's not a question.

The boy smiled, revealing a set of white teeth.

"Aren't you the same?"

He took two steps forward and sat down on the edge of the roof, his legs dangling outside as if he were sitting on his own balcony sunbathing.

"My name is Lu Ming."

"Lone Wolf".

"Two worlds have passed."

"And you?"

Yun Yi did not answer.

Lu Ming didn't care and tilted his head to look at Yun Nian on his back.

"Your sister? Your biological sister?"

"What's it to you?"

Lu Ming raised his hands in a gesture of surrender.

"Don't be nervous, I'm just passing by."

"I heard some noise over here, so I came to check it out."

He spoke casually, but Yunyi noticed that his center of gravity never changed—he leaned slightly forward, like a cat that might spring up at any moment.

"Finished watching?"

Yun Yi asked.

"I've finished watching it."

Lu Ming stood up, dusted off his backside, and said, "Impressive, really impressive."

"Having lived through two worlds, this is the first time I've seen someone become this strong in such a short time."

"Interested in forming a team?"

Yunyi did not stop.

"Don't be so quick to refuse."

Lu Ming's voice came from behind, "There are at least two reincarnation teams that have come to this world this time."

"Completing tasks is the least efficient way to gain points. The most cost-effective way is to kill people—especially those reincarnators in teams, who definitely have a lot of points."

"Kill them, and we'll get at least half, much more than if we complete the mission."

Yun Yi paused in his steps.

It wasn't because of what Lu Ming said—he already knew all of that.

He paused because he heard another sound.

To the east, a kilometer away, someone is running.

It wasn't one person, it was three.

The footsteps were heavy and undisguised, as if they were chasing something.

My breathing was rapid, and my heart was beating fast—but not the kind of fast you feel when you're running for your life; it was the kind that comes with excitement.

Their goal is clear:

Here.

"Did you bring this?"

Yun Yi asked.

Lu Ming was stunned for a moment, then he heard it too.

His expression changed—not with surprise, but with a sense of helplessness that "this is terrible."

"no."

He said, "But I know who it is."

He glanced to the east and cursed.

"People from Tianying."

"That guy with glasses is Sun Yi, he works in intelligence."

"He must have found some traces nearby and followed them here."

"How many people?"

"Three."

"Sun Yi, Zhao Lei, and one more I don't recognize."

Yun Yi turned around and looked eastward.

Eagle Eye automatically focused, penetrating the obstruction of two buildings, and three blurry red outlines appeared in the field of vision—two men and one woman, all around twenty years old, each holding a weapon.

The one running in front wore glasses and was carrying a crossbow.

He looked away and glanced down at Yun Nian on his back.

The little girl had already buried her face in his hands, clasped her hands in front of his chest, and remained motionless.

She heard everything, but didn't ask anything.

"You go ahead," Lu Ming said, his tone suddenly becoming serious. "I'll hold them off for you."

Yun Yi looked at him.

Why?

"For no reason."

Lu Ming jumped down from the edge of the rooftop, cracked his knuckles, and said, "I told you, I'm a lone wolf too."

"Lone wolves lend a hand to each other; no reason is needed."

He paused, then added:

"Besides, I've disliked Tianying for a long time."

Yun Yi glanced at him for two seconds.

"Need not."

When Yun Yi said those two words, his tone was very flat.

But the look he gave Lu Ming made Lu Ming's smile freeze on his face.

That glance lasted less than a second, but Lu Ming understood.

It doesn't mean "I don't need your help".

It means "I know exactly what you're up to."

"Alright."

Lu Ming put his hands in his pockets, and his righteous expression disappeared.

"But it's not unreasonable for me to share one of those three people, is it?"

Yun Yi ignored him.

He put Yun Nian down from his back and squatted down in front of her.

"Niannian, do you see that trash can over there?"

He pointed to an overturned blue trash can ten meters away, with several broken cardboard boxes piled up next to it.

"Um."

"Go sit over there and count to three hundred."

"No matter what you hear, don't come out."

Yun Nian glanced at the trash can, then at Yun Yi, her lips pressed into a thin line.

"Is my brother going to fight again?"

"Um."

"Then hurry up."

"it is good."

She carried the ugly rabbit over, crawled behind the cardboard box, and only showed half of its head and one eye.

The three people turned out of the alley on the east side, their footsteps making a cracking sound on the broken glass.

The one running in the lead wore glasses and held a crossbow in his hand. The arrowhead gleamed with a ghostly blue light under the moonlight—it had been coated with something.

A man and a woman followed behind him; the man was burly and was carrying a steel pipe.

The woman was petite, clutching two utility knives, the blades covered in dried black blood.

They stopped thirty meters away.

The one wearing glasses—Sun Yi—squinted at the two people on the rooftop across the street.

His gaze first fell on Lu Ming, and his pupils contracted slightly.

Lone wolf.

He cursed inwardly.

There are only a handful of lone wolves in this world. He had never seen this one before, but none of those who dared to be lone wolves were easy to deal with.

Then he looked at Yun Yi.

It took him three seconds to match Yun Yi's face with the information in his memory—Yun Tianheng's son, Yun Yi.

The age matches.

I don't know if he's a local or a reincarnator, but either way, he's definitely not strong.

Locals can simply ignore it.

If you're a reincarnator, that's even more interesting—according to the rules of the Reincarnation Paradise, the higher your status, the weaker you are.

This is the young master of the Divine Creation Creation, the kind who was born with a silver spoon in his mouth. How strong can he be?

As for the little girl next to her, she is most likely the chosen one.

Sun Yi's expression relaxed.

He turned his head and said something to Zhao Lei next to him. His voice wasn't loud, but Yun Yi heard it clearly.

"One is suspected to be a reincarnator, and the other is confirmed to be a reincarnator. The other party is a lone wolf, so be careful."

Zhao Lei grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth.

"I'll hold off that lone wolf; you guys bring the rest of the people over here first."

Lu Ming stood on the edge of the rooftop, looking down at the three people, then glancing back at Yun Yi. His lips twitched—he wanted to laugh, but he held it in.

He was waiting to see what would happen.