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A strange feeling washed over Xiao Qiang as he suddenly realized he seemed to be lost. He found himself in the midst of a vast, dark forest that resembled a towering wall, and he was alone on a peculiar boat. The river twisted and turned like a languid, tea-green python.
In the shadows of the trees lurked ghostly vampires, hiding in the darkness and secretly watching him. He knew all too well that he was trapped in an evil dream, and the sensation felt all too real, suffocating him with pressure.
Xiao Qiang struggled to break free from this pressure that seemed to come from all directions, an environment that didn’t even exist… The more he tried to escape this nightmare, the more he found himself ensnared by the unpredictable and endless horrors of Shu Bo, unable to break free.
In this chaotic dreamscape, his consciousness was acutely aware of a terrifying crunching sound nearby. Then his gaze fell upon Chixia, dressed in fiery red attire, gnawing on something. The sharp, grating sound of her chewing bones echoed ominously.
What was she eating? Xiao Qiang wondered as he leaned forward slightly to get a better look at Chixia.
It seemed she sensed his gaze; she turned her head—wow! Her mouth was smeared with blood, and she had a piece of human skin in her mouth. On the ground lay the torn body of Nalan.
Xiao Qiang was shocked, nausea roiling in his stomach. His body convulsed—suddenly waking up drenched in sweat, realizing he had been trapped in a nightmare once again. It had been another bloody and terrifying dream!
In the dark environment, his eyes quickly found Chixia curled up on the sofa, seemingly grinding her teeth in her sleep.
Though she lacked the warmth of human emotion, her thoughts and awareness remained sensitive. After catching sight of that icy demeanor from Xiao Qiang's perspective, she deliberately kept her distance from him.
With a sigh in the darkness, Xiao Qiang recalled last night’s bar brawl where Nalan Ke had acted with good intentions. He wanted to probe whether Xiao Qiang was a mutant, assess his abilities' level, and test if he had any lecherous tendencies…
The Butterfly Woman type wasn’t really his preference; if it weren’t for his longing for Lin Yu, he wouldn’t have approached her so easily. Otherwise, he would have truly stirred up a hornet's nest; that muscular man’s physique was intimidating enough.
If it came down to a real fight, Xiao Qiang would definitely unleash his abilities. Those bastards could never be his match! He adhered strictly to Matt's advice: in special circumstances, one must tread carefully and be cautious. In this savage and chaotic era, no one would remember anyone else; there were no friends! That was the most important thing.
Nalan’s tears had earned Xiao Qiang’s trust; he had thought Nalan was a man of deep feelings and loyalty, but unexpectedly…
Gazing at Chixia, he suddenly recalled his recent nightmare—was it an omen for Tomorrow's Battle?
Xiao Qiang quietly analyzed the scenes from his nightmare. Alone and isolated, it foreshadowed a life where he would be left by himself. The dark jungle, the lair of evil, and the long, snake-like river hinted at the many tasks still ahead of him.
After days of exhausting travel and the pressure of Tomorrow's Battle weighing heavily on him, Xiao Qiang felt the need to relax and rest peacefully, hoping to convey his thoughts into his mind. Drowsiness swept over him once again, and in a hazy state, he felt himself drifting off to sleep...
"The sapling is growing tall, waiting for your return." Lin Yu stood under a sapling that towered over her, her sunny disposition shining through as she smiled at him.
He longed to reach out and take her hand... it felt so close, yet he could never grasp it.
"Qiang... I have something to tell you. I'm... going far away."
"Where are you going?"
Lin Yu looked up at the sky, her clear eyes gazing into the universe. "The Cosmic War is imminent; I must go."
This can't be real, Xiao Qiang thought, furrowing his brow as he murmured in his sleep, "Wait for me."
"I'll wait for you, always... but it will be many years before we meet again on the front lines."
Xiao Qiang's murmurs startled Chixia awake. She mechanically turned over and slowly moved closer to the bedside, lowering her head to look at him...
"Lin Yu..." He suddenly reached out and embraced Chixia, who was standing by the bed.
Chixia couldn't move, trying her best to comply...
Xiao Qiang felt it was so real; Lin Yu was right there beside him. She remained reserved yet beautiful and so considerate. He poured all the love he had owed into her...
In the warm space, an ambiguous atmosphere lingered... He held her hand and gazed deeply into her eyes. "Your hands are so cold." Chixia, unable to enter his dreams, could only remain silent as he tightly grasped her hand.
Xiao Qiang was awakened by another nightmare, as if everything that had happened before was a matter of course. They had gone to the Lair of the Fallen, the only difference being that Chixia had transformed into Lin Yu.
In the dream, rays of light filled the sky over a vast wasteland, barren and lifeless. This was the boundary between humanity and the Fallen One, where, under the constraints of the rules set by Shu Bo, no Fallen Ones had yet emerged to wreak havoc.
The imposing man from the bar last night was the Lord of Eagle City. The Butterfly Woman was his lover and also the bar's signature attraction.
These were all things Xiao Qiang learned from Nalan as they left the bar. The Lord of Eagle City refused to get involved in matters concerning the Fallen One's lair and stated that their lives and deaths had nothing to do with Eagle City. However, he admired Xiao Qiang's courage and the demeanor of a true gentleman.
Nalan mentioned that the Fallen One was hiding in an old large shipyard, where they had lookouts, and everything needed to be approached with caution.
Xiao Qiang could sense that Nalan was quite displeased with Chixia's presence. On their way back to the hotel, he rudely cursed her to stay away and not get too close to them.
Rays of light poured down like a tide upon the three of them. "This is a good omen," Nalan said.
The motorcycle wheels sped by like a whirlwind, scraping away a layer of earth and leaving behind a cloud-like dust.
A bald-headed Fallen One spotted two swirling clouds of dust from afar at the lookout. They were rapidly approaching this area at high speed.
The shipyard was a factory forged from steel, hiding an unknown number of vampires within its dark workshops. They slept during the day and came out at night to hunt, looking extremely ferocious—Nalan found it hard to accurately describe what vampires looked like.
However, from Xiao Qiang's fleeting glimpse of fear on Nalan's face, he guessed that vampires were certainly no less formidable than the Fallen Ones or the Living Dead.
The dream continued, feeling very real. The Fallen One at the lookout seemed to be deliberately waiting for them.
The Fallen One appeared to be of a low level, its facial skin glowing with a pale luminescence, while dark Capillaries were clearly visible beneath the surface. There was a pungent, sour odor emanating from them, which intensified as one approached.
The Fallen One gripped a steel pipe tightly, its blood-red eyes vigilantly staring at the two of them.
Xiao Qiang held a Bag in his hand, filled with a considerable amount of money. He recalled that last night, Nalan had told him he could use money to exchange for a girl. It seemed like the wisest choice; if the other party refused or tried to make things difficult, they could always negotiate further.
Nalan stepped forward and said to the Fallen One, "We're here to redeem that girl."
"Hehe," the Fallen One sneered. "There are no girls here." Its greedy gaze fixated on the pulsing carotid artery in Nalan's neck as it discreetly swallowed a mouthful of saliva. "You've come to the wrong place."
Xiao Qiang was not patient enough to waste time like this. He rushed forward and threw a punch, shouting angrily, "Where's your head?"
The struck Fallen One spat out a mouthful of blood and grinned maliciously. "I don't know; you can go find it yourself." The sun hung ominously in the sky, casting an eerie red hue as they spoke.
Xiao Qiang felt a surge of anxiety and hurriedly searched for an entrance to the workshop. A chimney-like opening came into view; he needed to find Jianjian before the sun set.
At that moment, Nalan, who had been following closely behind, was unexpectedly attacked by a Young Corruptor.
The iron pipe pierced through Nalan's abdomen, blood gushing out along the pipe in a gruesome scene. Xiao Qiang let out a loud scream and woke up in a cold sweat…
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