The Last Sentinel

The sky turned a pale white in the east, and the wind blew through the unfinished buildings, brushing against my cheeks.

Nine tally marks were pasted on the door.

Ye Feng wrote down a line every time he killed a "fake person". Overnight, he killed a "fake person" forty-five times.

"Is it over yet?"

Ye Feng sipped his strong coffee, forcing himself to stay focused as he stared ahead, waiting for the [False Man] to appear for the forty-sixth time.

As the thick fog gradually dissipated, a dark figure appeared and disappeared in the cool breeze.

"They're here!"

Ye Feng picked up a baseball bat, rubbed his hands together, and looked at the dark figure with a grin, saying, "Fake guy! What do you say? A riddle or just start fighting?"

In the mist, a dark figure stopped several dozen steps away from Ye Feng. He spoke in a synthesized, mechanical voice, "How about we make a deal?"

Ye Feng laughed, "Changed tactics? Turned to making deals! Planning to use sincerity as your primary weapon, huh!"

The pseudo-human said, "I know your background. You're a transmigrator, a failed transmigrator. You can contact those transmigrators who have already left, right?"

Ye Feng spread his hands and said, "What can I do if I am? What can I do if I am not?"

The fake man said, "Let's make a deal. You let me pass through so I can kill Guo Xiaoqiang and complete my mission. In return, I promise you I'll let you continue your unfinished journey through time. That is, I'll let you travel to another world and become an immortal powerhouse like an emperor, a martial saint, or a god of magic, just like your friends in the chat group!"

Ye Feng tilted his head and smiled, "I have a question for you."

The pseudo-humanitarian said, "Transmigrator, please speak."

Ye Feng asked, "Why do you think I'd really like to travel to another world?"

Within the mist, the pseudo-human paused for a moment, "Don't you want it? Immortality and the power to control life and death—aren't these the primal codes etched into the very genes of every native of this blue planet?"

Ye Feng said, "I don't know what other people's genetic code is, but I know one thing: I have no great ambitions and no desire to travel to another world and become a king. If I had to choose between traveling to another world and staying, I would choose to stay without hesitation."

The pseudo-human said, "So, our deal has failed."

Ye Feng said, "I'm sorry, but you and the otherworldly nobles behind you must pay the price for the death of Senior [Sentinel]. No matter if you're on this planet or in some other universe, my comrades in the transmigrator chat group and I swear we will exterminate you all!"

The fake man laughed, a loud, grating laugh. "I don't doubt your and your chat group comrades' ruthless determination to take revenge on us. For the life forms of your planet, vengeance is ingrained in their very bones, especially for the natives of the Great Xia Kingdom, who consider the revenge of wiping out entire families their life's pursuit! But I regret to inform you and your comrades that you cannot take revenge. Otherwise, the [Sentinel] wouldn't have been so desperate as to stop mentioning revenge!"

Ye Feng leaped to his feet, shouting, "Whether you can do it or not, you'll only know by trying!"

The baseball bat left a trail of afterimages, tearing through the mist with a crisp, explosive sound.

The baseball bat in Ye Feng's hand was sliced ​​to pieces, and he felt a sharp pain in his hand.

Looking at the imposter again, he had transformed into a young man resembling Guo Xiaoqiang, holding a chainsaw in his hand.

The chainsaw clanged and sputtered, the chain releasing dazzling sparks, and a perfectly good baseball bat was instantly shaved into chopsticks.

The fake Guo Xiaoming, holding a chainsaw, glared menacingly at Ye Feng. "I gave you a chance! You didn't cherish it! Now don't blame me for being ruthless!"

The situation had turned dramatically. Ye Feng's face turned deathly pale, his previous smug expression completely gone. He stumbled backward, pleading, "Dude, don't get so worked up. Give me another chance, and I'll definitely seize it this time!"

"Too late!"

The fake Guo Xiaoming roared, the chainsaw crackling, and cleaved directly at Ye Feng's face!

"Holy crap, you're serious!"

Ye Feng was so frightened that he rolled over on his hands and knees!

The chainsaw gleamed as it cleaved through several thick iron railings!

If this were cut on a person, it would surely leave pieces all over the place!

The imposter Guo Xiaoming suddenly rushed forward, yelling, "Where do you think you're going, you time-traveling dog! Today, it's either you or me who dies!"

Ye Feng was terrified and rushed into the villa, yelling, "Guo Xiaoqiang, are you fucking dead? Call the police! We really can't win this time! The fake man has awakened and knows that weapons are the most important thing; he's going all out!"

At that moment, Guo Xiaoqiang, still half-asleep, woke up in the building. Looking at his fake brother, he exclaimed, "It's him! It's my brother! I told you I'd seen him, but you didn't believe me, and there was no video footage! Now you believe me!"

As Ye Feng ran and dodged the chainsaw, he shouted, "Damn it, I'm going to die! Can't you do something useful?!"

Guo Xiaoqiang shouted, "I recognize that chainsaw he's holding! It's a weapon from my online shooting game's arsenal! It's called the King of Chainsaws. Its advantage is its high damage output, but its disadvantage is its poor maneuverability. Also, characters wielding this weapon can't run very far before they get exhausted and need to rest. Hang in there, bro!"

Ye Feng was on the verge of collapse. "What? You mean this thing transferred your game character's attributes into the real world? Holy crap, isn't that cheating?"

At this moment, in chat group A, three big shots are watching the battle.

Hongmeng's First Deepest Affection: I must say, Ye Feng's escape posture is quite similar to my own escape style back in the day!

Wuji Demon Lord: You're a transmigrator! Running away is normal! Being unable to win is normal too! Who hasn't done the shameful thing of protecting their teammates in front of them back in the day!

Fifteenth Realm Warrior: Can you two speak like normal people? This fake person brought my brother's game character into reality. Isn't that against the rules?

Wuji Demon Lord: This isn't exactly against the rules. The other party is targeting your younger brother. Your brother's strength includes both real-world abilities and his gaming skills. It's just that your brother can't transform into himself in the game, otherwise he could easily beat the other party up himself.

Just then, as Guo Xiaoqiang had said, the dummy wielding the chainsaw was panting heavily and stopped moving forward.

Ye Feng snapped out of his daze and burst into laughter, "Brother, you're not good at it either!"

The fake man's eyes gleamed, and the next moment he threw away the chainsaw in his hand and immediately took out a hall-of-fame weapon - Golden Flame AK47 Fire Kirin!

"Da da da!"

A series of tongues of fire roared out!

Even with Ye Feng's lightning-fast reflexes, the bullet pierced his left arm, causing him to roar in pain, "Are you cheating?! You fucking used a gun! Guo Xiaoqiang, does this gun have any flaws?"

Upstairs, Guo Xiaoqiang said, "Brother, this gun is a top-tier point card weapon! Not only is its penetration excellent, but its bullet critical hit rate is also high! Its accuracy is ridiculously good! The only downside is that it has a small magazine; it holds 37 rounds, and after firing seven, it still has thirty left!"

"Holy shit!" Ye Feng exclaimed, "What the hell are we fighting for?!"

The fake human, even faster, charged after them menacingly, shouting, "You time-traveling dog, don't run! I'll beat you to death forty-five times over to avenge last night!"

Ye Feng, dragging his injured left arm, had nowhere to go.