Terra's Magnetic Field

Guishao, who had his life saved, became the "Crazy Killer" from then on, specializing in hunting down crazy people and fighting for revenge!

Set in the near-future city of Rhode Island, the life-and-death duel between the Mad Killer and the Madman begins!

"aeeeeeeee! Why is there a lunatic here?!"

"Duomo, I am the Crazy Killer desu, Crazy, kill!"

Namo San, how merciless...

Mini-theater: [The Internet gives f*cking softies a chance to speak out]

One night, Saria was browsing a short video website and saw Nian running and talking passionately to the camera. She knew that Nian was a director, but he made some terrible movies. She saw Nian excitedly shouting to the camera:

"Someone asked me, Director Nian, how do you deal with trolls? I'm used to dealing with them head-on! Have you ever seen how to kill insects and rats? I have. I've seen how pest control experts attract those shady creatures. All they have to do is put some bread crumbs or some other garbage and they'll come crawling out!"

"Do you know how I attract bugs and rats? I like to post on the Internet, act like I'm invincible, and brag about my own movies. Then those beasts smell the scent and come out to make trouble in my posts!"

"There are many types of personalities, including introverts, extroverts, marginal types, and people-pleasing types... But those people are softies, just cowards! They have accomplished nothing in real life, and can only spread negative energy online every day to highlight their existence!"

“When we open a post or a video, we can always see some malicious, discriminatory, and sarcastic comments when we scroll down the comments. Don’t pay attention to them, they are all posted by fucking wimps! That’s what I tell myself… huhuhu…” (panting)

"A wimp will always be a wimp! The Internet and social media now give more people the opportunity to express their opinions, and also give wimps the opportunity to fart and piss everywhere!"

The year ran faster and faster, and finally disappeared at the end of the camera...

Saria: "Wow... I thought this was a video to encourage wimps..." (swipe away)

Postscript: This little drama actually reflects some of my personal emotions. Recently, I saw something about a "private cake" on the Internet. The gist of it was that a netizen ordered a birthday cake for his friend and asked the merchant to write blessings on the greeting card. However, after receiving the cake, the friend found some vicious words written in crooked handwriting on the greeting card.

Later, the netizen asked the merchant for an explanation, and the merchant replied that the words on the greeting card were written by a temporary worker or something like that, and that the worker had already run away. In the end, the merchant just compensated some money and the matter was left unresolved.

Maybe there is a marketing element to this matter (it has happened a lot in recent years, it is just deliberately made up to stir up hype), but I still felt very angry when I heard about it.

Even though this incident may be false, I have seen similar things many times online and in real life. There are always some garbage that spreads malice to others for no reason.

Nowadays, the cost of spreading malice is too low, and the cost of hurting or discrediting a person is also too low.

Take the recent Zhouba as an example, because my account was banned by aoe when someone from Miguo appeared on the stage (permanently banned, I don’t know why, maybe it was because of my previous reply in Hangba or I was reported by someone), so since then although I can browse the content of the forum, I can’t reply to anything. Then I found that the two-dimensional game forum group is generally very aggressive and cannot tolerate any form of humor.

If someone makes fun of a character in a porridge bar (not in a humiliating way), it will be elevated to the level of combat power, setting, and humiliating the character (I don’t know if it’s the same in other circles)

When the server was first launched, the mobile game Ark relied on the donkey joke to attract a lot of people to join the game. Now, when the nickname "little donkey" is mentioned, a lot of people will make jokes.

How could he insult Amiya? He was acting like a jerk and was pretending to be a saint? It really made me angry and laugh.

It's as if the mobile game "Arknights" is some kind of religious text, and every word spoken by the believers must be checked in the original text, otherwise it would be heresy.

What the hell? What are you doing? I mean, is it really necessary to be so "serious"? You can put your emotions into a pastime, but don't impose your bigotry on others, and don't insult others at will, OK?

Besides, I won’t be criticized for telling vulgar jokes. Maybe some people assume that people who tell vulgar jokes are in the same tone as them. (Although I often make similar jokes, this contrast makes me feel strange)

To be honest, I hate the Internet and I don't like communicating with people. Recently, Hedgehog Cat has closed the comment section and private posts, but it doesn't affect me that much. I don't care. Out of sight, out of mind.

Chapter 319: Born in the Dark, Longing for Light

"My name is W. I don't know if it counts as a name. It feels more like a [code name]? I don't understand. There are many Sarkaz like this. Since we lost our place to stay, our people can only survive in various parts of this land, doing the most humble and dirty jobs to survive, and living on the leftovers of other races..."

"I don't want this, no one wants this... I've always believed that the Sarkaz need an absolutely strong leader to lead the others back to their homeland. Only the strongest can survive on this land..."

"Over time, when most Sarkaz regarded themselves as mercenaries, the boundary between real names and code names became blurred, so [W] is both a real name and a code name. I inherited it from a dead person."

"Hedley and Inès, the couple who raised me, are like my reborn parents. They taught me the way to survive as a mercenary, trained me in tactics and gave me a pair of feet that can sneak in the darkness of this land. I am really grateful to them...really..."

"And Her Highness Theresa, whom I once respected and loved the most... Princess Theresa... Leader Theresa... I still remember the first time I met her."

"Once when we were surrounded by the enemy, at the most desperate moment of my life, her slender white figure with white light suddenly appeared on the muddy and messy battlefield. Her holy and noble aura attracted the attention of all the Sarkaz. Then the battlefield paused and no one moved. Maybe it was the effect of the [Power of the Demon King], or maybe we were all conquered by her aura..."

"Gentle, harmless, tolerant, warm, and loving... Her Highness Theresa's temperament is just like that. Before this, I always thought that strong people were crazy and overbearing, but when I met her, I felt a kind of [power] that was completely different from other strong people..."

"Maybe since we are both Sarkaz, we don't need to kill each other? ... Maybe..."

"No maybe..."

"I was later taken in by Rhodes Island, and I repeated my previous work on the island, lurking, tracking, blasting, assassination, raids... To be honest, the days on Rhodes Island are not much different from my past life, except that there is a place where I can stay for a long time."

"While living on the island, Her Highness Theresa adopted me in her own name. Just like that, I became her nominal [daughter], just like Askalon to her brother Theresa. I was not the only one. Besides me, she also adopted many orphans who were helpless due to war and plague. On Rhodes Island, we all called each other brothers and sisters."

(It’s actually an orphanage, and Theresa is the teacher of the orphanage. If Wanbao were to take care of them, Wanbao would probably let them develop feelings for each other first and then kill each other until the strongest child is chosen... an old Gu-raising master.)

"I am actually a little dissatisfied. I am jealous of other children. They took away the love that Theresa should have given me. I wish Theresa could focus on loving me..."

"When I saw her for the first time, I knew that I could do anything for her, become anyone...as long as she looked at me more...loved me more...For children born in the dark, light is what they long for most..."

"Ah... my beloved Theresa... my most beloved Theresa... my most [hated] Theresa!"

(The sickly child and the natural adoptive mother...)

That’s all for today.

Chapter 320 I'm Only For You

“Um… Is Her Highness Theresa really thinking about us?… Isn’t her approach too gentle? She has always asked us Sarkaz to compromise with other races, and she has never mentioned moving back to Kazdel… What do you think?”

"W..."

The Sarkaz youth who was speaking looked at the young woman of the same race who was sitting on the sofa opposite him. She was considered the leader of the lower-level Sarkaz operators on the island.

I don't know when it started, but a group of people regarded her as the successor of Her Highness Theresa. After all, they often walked together and looked so close.

Although Theresa was close to other children, among the many children she adopted, only W was a genuine Sarkaz. Everyone thought that Theresa would only choose someone from the same race to inherit her position.

"W..." the young man shouted again, his eyes showing fear but also some admiration.

Coming from a humble background, he was used to viewing those in high positions as gods, and this woman named W did have the mysterious temperament that matched his imagination, and he could not guess what this woman was thinking.

"Huh?...What?" W glanced at him.

"W...You are the successor of Her Highness Theresa.

Right? ...Everyone says she will pass the position to you in the future..."

"Humph!" W snorted proudly after hearing this. In the eyes of the young man, this was his tacit agreement with the statement. His admiration for W became even stronger, so he asked:

"Then what do you think of Her Highness Theresa's actions?"

"What do you think? Princess Theresa has her reasons for everything she does. She won't make mistakes... Could it be..." W looked at the young man's eyes and changed. There was a hint of murderous intent in his indifference. For her, a loyal supporter of Theresa, just questioning was enough to be punished by death.

"Are you questioning Her Highness Theresa?"

"No... I... I don't dare... I just..." The young man was frightened by W's eyes. His timid behavior made W even more unhappy. W scolded him:

"Such a pus! How can you be such a weakling like you be worthy of being a Sarkaz? We Sarkaz have always respected the strong..."

"So W, did you choose to follow Her Highness Theresa because she is strong?"

"Well... maybe," W walked towards the young man, put a hand on his shoulder, and put his mouth close to his ear, "I won't do anything to you this time, but next time if you dare to say something that damages Her Highness Theresa's reputation..."

"I will kill you!"

W's words were absolutely [serious]. To her, killing was nothing. She had started killing her own people when she was very young.

In her eyes, all life in this world is equally worthless. She can kill others without any burden, and can face it calmly when her life is taken away by others. The young girl has already seen through the nature of this earth.

After hearing W's words, the young man immediately knelt on the ground with a dazed look in his eyes.

W walked past the young man and all the way to the door of the abandoned hut. The people she was waiting for had already arrived. They were two elite operators from Rhodes Island, Froststar and Logos.

The white rabbit Froststar is the right-hand man of the swordsman, and has the same status as Fahualin and Klothir in the island. Logos is the only son of the Great Banshee Lord, and the future successor of the Great Banshee King's Court, and also has a good status in the island.

These two people are difficult for W to deal with. They are both aloof and unpredictable, much more difficult to deal with than Tallulah.

"What's wrong?" When Frost Star stood at the door of the hut, he saw a Sarkaz youth kneeling on the ground. This man was one of their teammates in this operation, and this hut was their temporary base.

"Nothing, just teaching this weak-willed guy a lesson, without using any violence on him," W said lightly. After leading the two people at the door into the house, they exchanged their views on this action.

Their main purpose of going to the heart of Kazdel this time was to learn about the situation of the native Sarkaz and to prepare for Rhodes Island's entry into Kazdel in the future.

Ever since Wan defeated Tresis, Kazdel has been in a state of chaos and anarchy, and most Sarkaz do not agree with the rule of the Rhodes Island government.

Wan advocated the massacre of those who held opposing views, while Theresa firmly rejected this cruel practice. After the two reached a compromise, they decided to let the operators collect intelligence first and then make other plans.

Later, when Shuangxing and W went out to investigate the local customs, Shuangxing drank the vodka he brought with him and said to his companion:

"Are you that Theresa's lackey?"

"Why do you ask?" Although W looked calm, he was actually angry.

"Because of your previous behavior, you threatened the young man with death just because he questioned Theresa?"

"Did he tell you?" W Wang Shuangxing.

Shuangxing shook her head, "No, I knew it by reading his mind."

"So you are angry? Because I threatened that young man for Her Highness Theresa?"

"Partly, but mainly I hate your attitude. You seem to think that the woman named Theresa is perfect? ​​But she is a noble and a demon king after all, isn't she? Even though she was once a militiaman, hundreds of years of life as a superior has long diluted her empathy for the lower class. She is definitely not thinking from the perspective of the lower class now, but with a condescending attitude..."

"Heh! What do you know about Her Highness Theresa?!" W shouted at Froststar's offensive words and said through gritted teeth, "Shut up. If you continue talking, I'm not sure if I can control myself."

"Come on? What can you do to me if you can't control yourself?" Shuangxing didn't take W seriously at all. "Is this the first time I've seen a madman?"

"If you ever attack or threaten me, I'll twist your head off," Frost Star took out a small bag of orange-green candy from his pocket and put it in his mouth, savoring it while drinking vodka.

"You say that about me, but you are not one of them either? You treat that Blade Master, and I treat Her Highness Theresa. Is there any difference between us?" W was still unwilling to give in.

"Oh oh oh... First of all, I don't think Wanbao is a good person. I know that she is bloodthirsty, cruel, fierce, insidious and evil, and she has a purpose for everything she does. I chose to believe her knowing her dark side. Do you dare to admit that Theresa is even a little bit wrong?"

“………………”W stopped talking. Even if she answered that Theresa had no shortcomings, she would only be met with more sarcastic sarcasm from Froststar.

The further they walked towards the city, the more they could feel the devastation and chaos of the country of Kazdel.

The surfaces of the once magnificent buildings in the city were covered with graffiti of various symbols and groups, as well as the blood of the victims of the riots. The doors and windows of the houses were all smashed, and the rioters shuttled through various buildings as if nothing had happened to search for remaining items.

Noise, insults, fighting, and murder were everywhere.

This is Kazdel, the beautiful hometown of the Sarkaz...

Many young people in Rhodes Island have never been to Kazdel. They have only heard about the beauty of their hometown from their parents. They have long been assimilated into the culture of other countries and can only imagine the scene of Kazdel in their dreams to comfort themselves.

So after returning to Rhodes Island, Froststar and W would never tell the young Sarkaz about what they saw now, as they did not want to break the children's fantasy.

Looking at the chaotic scene in front of him, Shuangxing couldn't help but say:

"Kazdel is dying. The one who killed her was her own child, Sarkaz..."

"But who caused this chaos? The Sarkaz?" W retorted.

They all stopped talking, and heard a group of people surrounding a person not far away, speaking, as if they were making some important speech.

"Sarkaz, my fellow countrymen! Are you angry?"

The speaker's voice echoed in the place. Neither Froststar nor W, a Sarkaz, were interested in the speech. They quickened their pace and left this chaotic place.

For W, the sense of belonging to the Sarkaz race is almost non-existent. Her impression of her compatriots is to kill, kill, kill, either kill her compatriots or be killed by her compatriots. She doesn't know if other races are the same, but her impression of the Sarkaz has always been that they are keen on killing each other.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this strange racial characteristic that Kazdel has been in civil strife for years?

In addition, the differences among the Sarkaz are surprisingly large compared to other races. For example, if you don't point out that blood demons, wendigos, scavengers, and shapeshifters are all Sarkaz, most people would not associate them as the same race. It is precisely because of the strange differences in racial characteristics that the disputes among the Sarkaz far exceed those of other races, and ultimately it is difficult for them to unite.

That’s all for today.

Chapter 321 If she is really like this, can I continue to love her?

The investigation mission was successfully completed and no one was injured.

Three days after returning to Rhodes Island, W finished a day of hard training in the training room and walked alone in the cold corridor of Rhodes Island.

When she passed a corner, she noticed a white figure standing with his back against the wall, so she pretended nothing had happened and walked away, as if avoiding something dirty and ugly.

Although this white thing has a beautiful appearance and powerful strength, to W it is completely incomparable to Theresa. It would be an insult to His Highness to compare her with Theresa!

After walking for a while, W noticed the white figure again at a corner. This time she saw clearly that the white figure was standing against the wall with his hands on his chest, but she still didn't intend to pay attention to this disgusting thing.

W walked past again, and encountered it again after walking a distance. This troublesome thing is like a dog-skin plaster. Once it sets its eyes on someone, it will stick to him and won't let go.

Finally, after repeating this for six or seven times, W stopped in front of this thing, and it then made a very proud sound:

"Humph!"

Use the power of the magnetic field to create an illusion, making W keep circling in the same place. If she doesn't notice me, I will let her stay in the vortex, endlessly...

"Wanbao, you're messing around again." W looked at the thing leaning against the wall and used the teasing name "Wanbao" instead of "Wan Emperor" or "Daoketa", which showed that she did not respect this woman.

"Heh~ Wanbao? You guys are always disrespectful... Today I'm being magnanimous and I won't bother with you youngsters." Wan's tail flicked back and he stood up lightly with his back against the wall.

She shook her long flowing hair behind her head and fiddled with the neckline of her slanted dress. A scent mixed with shampoo and hair lotion and a unique feminine scent filled the air, but it still couldn't hide the bloodiness and sexiness in her bones.

Even if she has a beautiful appearance, what does it matter? In front of people who know her true nature, this appearance can no longer confuse her. In front of W, no matter how stunning she appears, she is just a dog and a donkey.