Terra's Magnetic Field

"People like us are born with a fate that is determined by birth. Either we become villains who kill our own kind and bully the weak, or we become cowards who are killed by villains. People who grow up in this environment will never have a kind side."

A warm current surged through the body of the drowning Gui Qiao, and he lost consciousness under the warmth...

He realized that it was a last gasp, and that he was going to drown in the cold water of the lake. When the children saw Gui Jiao sinking into the water, they began to panic, without any remorse, and just shirked responsibility:

"Didn't you say you wanted to play a trick on him?! This is all your fault! I was just watching!"

"You clearly said that we would use a bamboo pole to pick him up when he was about to die! Now he has sunk... What should I do? I will definitely fail the social practice this year! I can't even be selected as a three-good student!"

"You're still thinking about your three-good-student thing! I'm the class monitor! Do you know how much bribes I have to pay to my class teacher every year in order to have a good relationship with the higher-ups?!"

"Stop arguing!" said the leader of the group. That guy had neither academic performance nor the "high emotional intelligence" of the class monitor. He was just far more ferocious than his peers. "Nothing happened," the ten-year-old said coldly, "We didn't take him to the lake today, and we didn't see him fall into the water..."

"This is an artificial lake. The mobile city changes the water two to three times a month. No one cares what floats away..."

"No one would care if a poor child got lost, because people die in the slums every day and it's nothing new to everyone."

While they were talking, they didn't notice that something was swimming to the bottom of the boat at a very fast speed...

Gui Qiao opened his eyes again. He was on the verge of death again. The hospital still had the white ceiling and the fan covered with cobwebs.

Later, he learned from other people that no one survived except him when he went to the lake with him. The children were suspected to have encountered some kind of wild beast. Their limbs were torn to pieces, their internal organs were crushed, and their intestines were hung on the tree branches like colorful flags. It was like hell on earth...

No one asked him what happened. The adults all looked at him with sympathy. When he returned to the class, the children also looked at him with admiration, regarding him as a brave man who escaped from the mouth of a ferocious beast.

Everything became better for Gui Shao, as if he had a [guardian angel] and a [substitute].

When he loses consciousness, the guardian angel will appear to help him, do what he dare not do, and bear the memories he does not want to recall.

"Thank you, big brother." Gui Shao probably thought that the big brother who died young was silently protecting him, so he regarded his other self as his brother. From then on, Gui Shao never had to be afraid of anyone again, because he knew very well, "My big brother is very strong, more fierce than all the adults who are only good for show."

That’s all for today.

Volume 15: Chapter Chapter evil

Gui Shao believes in fate. He thinks everyone is a puppet of fate and any coincidence is destined.

In his more than 20 years of life, the person he was most grateful to was Principal Hu of his high school. That bloated middle-aged man was a real scumbag...

In the fully enclosed school where Gui Shao attends, Principal Hu is the undisputed "emperor". He seems to enjoy the convenience brought to him by this abnormal power, and there are constant rumors about him, teachers and even students.

Countless students were expelled by Principal Hu within a year, but there were still parents who were trying their best to send their children to the "concentration camp", which made Gui Qiao puzzled.

He came to this school purely because he was good at rote memorization. He knew very well that those stereotyped essays had no practical effect except helping him get good grades, because he was at the top of his class and was able to complete his studies with a scholarship.

The school is known for its nearly 100% admission rate, and the only way out for ordinary people in Yan Country is

It means studying hard, passing exams, becoming an official, and spending your life in mediocrity.

Since ancient times, Yan State has had people who work hard, people who work hard, people who plead for the people, and people who sacrifice their lives for the law. These people can be said to be the "backbone" of Yan State...

But beneath these backbones are more old-fashioned literati who are like parasites. They cling to the behemoth of "Yan State" to squeeze nutrients from this empire. For them, the only purpose of studying is to become famous, and the only use of fame is to become an official.

For them, it doesn’t matter how the empire is run or how the emperor governs. It doesn’t matter whether the common people live well or not. As long as the government can give them jobs, it is a good government, and the emperor who can make money for them is a good emperor and is worthy of their support.

The middle and lower levels of the Yan government are basically such old-fashioned literati, so this old feudal empire essentially has no future...

Gui Qiao was most grateful for the various principles that Principal Hu taught him. Having grown up in a slum where he had to worry about food and clothing every day, Gui Qiao naturally would not have thought:

[It turns out that power can be used in this way]

Although Principal Hu's status is not high, his life is much more comfortable than that of some "noble officials", thanks to his flexible use of power.

Middle-aged people in fancy clothes were often seen in the school. Gui Shao knew that they were the parents of some students. They might be powerful figures outside, but in the principal's office they were mostly respectful. Gui Shao estimated that Principal Hu made a lot of money from this every year.

What really made Guiqiao unforgettable was a certain open class...

Gui Qiao jokingly called the open class a "stage play". At that time, in order to achieve a good performance, the teacher would hand out the script in advance and rehearse in advance. Gui Qiao, who always wanted to perform, was a little disappointed that he did not receive the script. He did not know what was going on in his mind...

"Who knows the answer to this question?" the teacher recited the lines.

Gui Shao stood up directly. He was much braver than when he was in elementary school. After that incident, he would often fight with someone who looked very powerful, and let the opponent beat him until he was unconscious. Every time he woke up, he would find torn flesh and blood around him, which made him more and more unscrupulous.

The teacher was stunned. Gui Shao had been very cooperative in the previous rehearsals. She really didn't expect that this seemingly well-behaved student would trip her up at this moment. She suppressed her anger and said with a smile:

"You will answer the question when it comes to returning to the sheath!"

She thought Gui Shao just wanted to show off, but she was wrong...

Gui Qiao gave a very serious answer which was totally irrelevant.

“…………”, the whole audience was silent.

"Why do you think there are no options in the essay question? Because it is not a multiple choice question; what is the blank space on the horizontal line for? It is for us to write the answer ourselves..." Gui Qiao felt someone approaching quickly from behind, and subconsciously turned his head...

"Pa!" Principal Hu slapped him. Before he could turn sideways, Principal Hu grabbed his short hair, grabbed his scalp, pressed his head on the table, and beat him up. He would not allow his students to destroy his reputation like this!

Gui Shao did not fight back or even resist, because there was no need. His goal was achieved! The corners of his mouth rose up imperceptibly.

He wanted to see the reactions of the leaders present, but the leaders did not say anything and just sat there quietly.

He was satisfied that this confirmed his speculations about humans, which he called "animal observation."

After this incident, Gui Shao was forced to suspend school for half a year. He knew that the reason he was not expelled was because he sent the photos of Principal Hu having an affair with a teacher to the principal's office.

Later, Gui Shao used the tens of thousands of dollars he had extorted to play around for half a year. When he stepped into the school gate again, he found that there was a sign next to the school gate that read "Excellent Public Base for Experimental Courses."

On the day of his graduation, Principal Hu was found dead in the principal's office. It seemed that he was strangled to death by a towel from behind. It was said that his death was extremely ugly. The students gathered at the door of the principal's office, stretching their heads like ducks, trying to see the deceased's appearance.

Gui Qiao was dismissive of this. The students rushed to the crime scene. They were so happy every time someone died. When a student jumped off the building due to the overwhelming pressure, they shouted more happily than each other. Gui Qiao sat in the classroom, his hands trembling slightly. He wanted to laugh out loud. He seemed to be still recalling everything that had happened before.

Gui Shao was blessed by the goddess of luck. It was the first time he had done such a thing, killing a person who had a certain influence in society. He knew very well what it meant... He had already applied to study abroad at the University of Victoria at that time. No one would doubt that he was a top student. He was the pride of the entire mobile city and the top scorer in the college entrance examination.

And even if I suspected it, what could I do? There was no direct evidence.

That night, the teaching building where Guishao had evening self-study was more than 300 meters away from the principal's office. It would take an average person ten minutes to go up and down the stairs, not to mention the dozen or so cameras along the way. It was impossible for a middle school student to bypass the surveillance cameras and kill a healthy adult so cleanly!

Gui Shao felt that something had sprouted in his body and was growing rapidly. He had some self-awareness and would not be like some people who did bad things under the banner of "justice."

He knows justice comes from

Since then, he began to call the big brother in his body "evil", maybe that is the real him.

That’s all for today.

evil: evil, morally corrupt

Postscript: Wan would probably admire Gui Shao very much, perhaps because he could see the bad side of himself in him...

Volume 19: Chapter Chapter Integration of Tough Guys

The so-called "Integration Movement" refers to a resistance movement spontaneously organized by a group of infected people who were unwilling to accept oppression. They initially used relatively "mild" methods such as parading and shouting slogans to try to win the basic rights of the infected as human beings from the Ursus government.

Later, with the violent suppression of Ursus, the Integration Movement gradually became the "Extreme Revolutionary Organization" known to the world today. Its leader is Tallulah, known as "Little Dragon Girl", whose past is unknown to ordinary people.

Among the many cadres of the Integration Movement, in addition to the most talked-about "Patriot", "Frost Star", "Mephisto", "Faust", "W", "Regicide" and the like, there are also less outstanding ones such as "Big Bob" and "Mudrock". Most of them are not ostentatious and are located in remote areas.

Among those less famous cadres, there is a man who is recognized as a "tough guy" in the integration movement...

That was Arthur Dane, the "Sword of the Dawn". That Sarkaz had long light blond hair and a pair of slender emerald horns on his head. He was nearly two meters tall and had a physique as strong as Waifan, and his eyes were sharp.

Arthur wields a pair of swords. Legend has it that he can split the dusk with his two swords! In terms of swordsmanship, no one in the Integrated Movement or even in Kazdel can match him! He also won the respect of the Patriot and Tallulah because of his noble character.

It is said that he was once the "pardoner" of the Sarkaz royal family and the swordsmanship teacher of Tracys, the current "Prince Regent" of Victoria.

There are two theories about how such a prominent figure fell into the hands of the Integration Movement:

One is the "exile of the infected" theory. Arthur was shot in the lower back by an enemy's poisonous Originium arrow due to a mistake on the battlefield, and since then he was infected with the Originium disease. At that time, the royal family of Kazdel would not tolerate the infected. The superstitious atmosphere at that time believed that the Originium disease would be transmitted through the breathing of the infected, so they expelled this famous "pardoner".

The second is the "loyalty to the previous emperor theory". It is rumored that a pardoner will only be loyal to one demon king in his life, and the one Arthur is loyal to is the "old demon king", the father of Theresa and Theresa.

After the old demon king passed away, his two children started fighting for the throne, forming cliques and factions, which made Kazdel a mess. Each of them claimed that the other had killed their father, which made Arthur disheartened. He had no intention of joining any party and chose to leave Kazdel, and then contracted Originium disease during his travels.

No matter which statement is true, it is enough to show that this former pardoner has a tragic past and is an absolute tough guy!

When Arthur joined the Reunion Movement, he had no intention of starting his own organization, and he never considered himself a cadre. Those who followed him were all impressed by his personal charm, including those who had slandered him and tried to plot against him. Although he was not officially appointed, he had long been treated as a cadre within the Reunion Movement.

Among Arthur's many "little brothers", the strongest is "Blood Knife", who is also a Sarkaz. The blood demon is a handsome young man, and in terms of strength, he is second only to Arthur in the team. He is a well-deserved second-in-command.

Out of respect for Arthur, Bloody Knife completely imitated Arthur's dress and tone of voice in order to get close to his elder brother, but was accused by Arthur, "You should be yourself!"

But even so, Blood Blade did not stop imitating Arthur, and this trend spread to the entire team. Over time, a group of Arthur cosplayers could be seen walking around in the Integration Movement. They called these people who imitated Arthur "Arthur Way", which was similar to Rhodes Island's "Theresia Way", both of which were deliberate imitations of the performance of the strong.

Arthur himself probably thought that this kind of thing would do no harm and would boost morale, so he condoned the absurd behavior of Blood Knife and his gang.

How "Arthur Road" became "Rose Road" is another story...

One day, Arthur and his crew were out on a mission, mainly to scout the whereabouts of the enemy "Rhodes Island". Even a strong man with keen intuition like Arthur did not notice that there was a "thing" approaching them quietly.

The swordsmanship that Arthur practiced can enhance a person's five senses to the extreme. Even the skin on his face can feel the slight vibration of the air, and his ears can distinguish the slightest movement a thousand meters away. But even under this premise, a frivolous female voice still came from behind, "What are you looking for?"

Everyone was shocked. Arthur was the first one to calm down and look back. He saw a pale woman standing on a dilapidated street lamp in the ruins behind. It stands to reason that the broken street lamp could not support the weight of a normal person, but the woman was standing steadily on it, and her figure seemed light and fluttering in the evening breeze.

The slender dragon tail behind the woman swayed casually, with a cool blue-white flame burning at the end of the tail. She jumped down from the street lamp with her hands behind her waist. Her equally snow-white hair fluttered in the wind. Her figure was like a blooming white chrysanthemum, and the obsidian horns on her head were like tree branches.

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Until now, Arthur had not sensed that the woman was angry. There was no sound of breathing or pulse, nor any murderous intent or other emotional fluctuations, as if she did not exist here at all.

Just as low-dimensional creatures cannot detect higher-dimensional existences, the same is true when the power disparity between the two sides is too great.

In just a moment, all the team members beside Arthur except Blood Knife were cut into pieces by invisible sharp blades, just like the agents in the movie "Resident Evil" who were cut into human cubes by laser channels.

Even her method of attack could not be seen clearly. Most people did not even realize that they were dead. The eyeballs that were split in half were full of confusion, and the cut was clean and neat.

When Arthur and Blood Knife came to their senses from their shock, the mud under their feet was soaked with blood and the air around them was filled with an unpleasant smell of blood.

Only three seconds had passed since he spotted the woman.

Bloody Knife realized that the woman kept Arthur and himself just for fun, and she killed the others just to prove that she had the ability to do it.

So what did she want to see next? Would they kill each other? Or would the brothers betray each other? Expose each other's dirty laundry and humiliate each other?

Poor Blood Knife had no way of guessing what was in the woman's mind at that time.

Arthur immediately drew the two swords from his waist and rushed towards the woman. He probably knew that even if he and Blood Knife worked together, they could not defeat the woman in front of him, so he simply took the initiative to attack to buy time for his younger brother to escape.

Arthur has never been a coward. His younger brothers have already entrusted their lives to him by following him, so he must live up to their trust.

He knew that if he asked Blood Knife to cover his rear, the young man would agree without hesitation and risk his life for him. Even if he survived, he would not be able to face people and would only become a walking corpse.

Instead of doing this, it would be better to leave the chance of survival to new people with more hope. A hundred years of life has already satisfied him. To open up a path to the future for young people is not the mission entrusted to him by God? It is also his destiny!

At the moment of sprinting, Arthur realized something, and changed his previous sad and angry expression, becoming much more relaxed, and with a smile on his face, he used his strongest killer move "Dawn Sword"! !

He combined the two swords into a two-handed sword and injected all his power into the sword. The originally iron-blue sword body suddenly burst into golden light. At this moment, the setting sun behind him also emitted the most dazzling sunlight of the day before it was about to sink!

Looking at how Terra was able to take this move and get away with it…

It doesn't exist at all!!!

Even the battle-hardened patriot would be severely hurt by this move!

The golden light shot up into the sky, and the radiated heat alone was enough to melt the steel bars exposed in the ruins nearby into molten iron. No creature could be safe and sound within the range of this move. Arthur must have known the consequences of performing this move at close range, and he had already prepared himself.

Although Blood Knife on the side knew Arthur's intention clearly, it would be too unrighteous for him to only care about escaping at such a critical moment. A battle of this scale was not something he could intervene in. Just avoiding the heat radiation from Arthur's killing move had made him retreat nearly a thousand meters. From a distance, the golden light rising into the sky was still brilliant.

Blood Knife was deeply moved and could not help but roar to the sky:

"Brother!!!"

Then a dark red sword energy split the light column from the center, and the light column dissipated into golden particles, symbolizing Arthur's gradually fading life...

That’s all for today.

Volume 20: Chapter Chapter Flaming Red Lips

“How could it be…” Xue Dao’s eyes were filled with hot tears. His legs lost the strength to keep him standing. He knelt on the ruins and used his hands to support himself from falling. “That big brother actually lost… It’s unimaginable…”

Blood Knife seemed to have lost the motivation to keep himself alive. He had no intention of escaping and knelt on the ground waiting for the victorious woman to come and kill him. When the last bit of golden light completely dissipated, the steaming mist also dissipated. The woman walked out of the mist. Not to mention the scars, even the cheap sportswear on her body was not damaged at all...

"Not human!" Xuedao concluded that the woman in front of him was not a human being.

In one hand the woman held the broken pieces of the two-handed sword that she had crushed with one hand, and in the other hand she held Arthur's head, like a butcher holding slaughtered animals. Bloody Knife could not see a trace of respect on her face!

The woman walked five steps away from Blood Knife and threw Arthur's head between Blood Knife's legs. Arthur was still alive at that time. He stared at Blood Knife with his pupils wide open, but unfortunately he couldn't speak without vocal cords. Maybe he wanted to say, "I risked my life to buy you a chance! Why didn't you run away?!"

"He's a very boring guy. From the first moment I saw him, I knew he wouldn't be convinced by me. No matter how I humiliated and tortured him, he wouldn't yield, so I killed him," the woman said expressionlessly, downplaying it all, as if human life was just a plaything in her eyes.

"Haha!" Blood Knife sneered. He raised his head and roared at the woman, "Will I surrender then?!"

He began to curse, using all kinds of dirty words to humiliate the woman in front of him, just to anger her so that she would kill him.

A trace of pity flashed across the woman's cold eyes. She seemed to see through the poor man opposite her.

The corners of his mouth rose, and there was a hint of joking, and he scolded sternly:

"You don't even dare to face your true self! You even choose to ignore your own feelings!"