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The woman with the surname Mei is known as Plum Blossom Rain, the Serpent Woman! The source code of the future world is no longer a secret; parallel worlds and the real world belong to two distinct classifications. Time travel occurs frequently...
There are two possibilities that necessitate time travel. One is unintentional, where one inadvertently crosses the boundary between the parallel world and the real world.
The other is intentional, where one purposefully enters a historical space with the aim of altering certain details of past events.
However, such experiments do not work for ordinary people; they cannot survive in parallel spaces. This is because unexpected events can occur in parallel spaces, delaying the return of those conducting the experiment to the real world.
Once an experimenter dies in a parallel space, their counterpart in the real world has at most eight minutes to live before they vanish with a loud pop.
Plum Blossom Rain arrived in this era using a time shuttle. Of course, she also needed a collaborator to provide DNA data regarding Xiao Qiang's physical characteristics, so she could accurately locate him in 2038.
The person providing Xiao Qiang's DNA data had previously warned her against harboring any improper thoughts. During a chance encounter, Plum Blossom Rain had hoped to win his heart but was rejected. Thus, harboring resentment, she embraced the belief that if she could not have him, no one else should either. She intended to stir trouble for Fallen One, preparing to use this unwarranted calamity to trap him.
Ultimately, Plum Blossom Rain reached an agreement with Fallen One; they wanted his flesh and blood, while she sought the Chain that concealed secrets.
And who was the informant? Surely everyone knows it was the Con Artist who had been robbed of ill-gotten gains by Nalan in Eagle City.
Even in Eagle City, scamming requires paying taxes. The Con Artist communicated with the city lord and agreed on a 40-60 split. He would take 40%, while the city lord would take 60%. However, he did not expect a Cheng Yaojin to emerge midway. Not only did this person steal his wealth, but he also humiliated him.
Between the Con Artist and Nalan, only the Eagle City Lord truly understood who stood to gain the most.
Thus, when the Con Artist went to complain to him and requested punishment for Nalan, he was met with refusal. In desperation, he chose a path leading to death; he took what little money he had left and sought to trade with Fallen One, hoping for immortality and revenge.
The Fallen Ones at Shipyard are few in number; they may belong to the Rebellious Fallen Ones. Due to their varying levels, their original humanity still exists when they become Fallen Ones.
In the circle of Fallen Ones, there exists a struggle for dominance. Those with higher levels and more supporters are deemed winners. They kill each other in secret while hoarding their own power and groups.
In simple terms, this small faction of Fallen Ones consists of evil beings who have long occupied Shipyard after being defeated. They lack organization and collective consciousness. It is these disorganized and undisciplined troublemakers that are most troublesome.
Plum Blossom Rain does not think this way; she admires the ferocity of Rebellious Fallen Ones and their lawlessness even more appreciates their bloodthirsty nature.
Due to disparities in power and levels, Rebellious Fallen Ones are unwilling to accept defeat. Under Plum Blossom Rain's instigation, they seek to capture Xiao Qiang to strengthen their own power.
Plum Blossom Rain said: "You want a person; I want the Chain."
Rebellious Fallen Leader revealed two sharp, white fangs, silently granting her request.
"What do you filthy humans want here?" Plum Blossom Rain paused at the door, waiting for Fallen One to unlock it.
"I'm here to provide information." With a click, the lock opened, and Fallen One pushed the door open.
A flustered Con Artist, lost in chaotic thoughts, finally saw the door open. Anxious and desperate, he rushed toward the exit, wanting to escape.
With just a light shove, Rebellious Fallen Leader sent the trembling Con Artist stumbling back a few steps before he could regain his balance.
Once steady on his feet, Con Artist focused and saw a face filled with terror. It quickly transformed into a charming smile, ingratiating and flattering, as he forced himself to mask the lingering fear: "My lord, you finally agree to meet me."
Plum Blossom Rain cast a disdainful glance at Con Artist, snorting coldly. A wicked smile blossomed on her enchanting face.
Rebellious Fallen Leader, with a face that resembled that of a corpse, showed no visible change in expression. He merely extended his claw and seized the meeting gift brought by Con Artist, a bundle of money...
"What do you want in return?" The hoarse voice of Rebellious Fallen One sent chills down one's spine. However, Con Artist found his voice melodious; he even fantasized about becoming one of them in just a few minutes.
He spoke incessantly, embellishing the details about the strangers appearing in Eagle City and Nalan's situation to Rebellious Fallen One.
As he narrated while secretly daydreaming, Con Artist thought smugly: Hmph! Nalan, you bastard, I'll come for you later...
A shadow flickered, and a faintly strange scent bewildered Con Artist's mind. Lost in his fantasies, he flared his nostrils as if catching a whiff of an exhilarating blood scent.
Suddenly, he felt his body lift off the ground; it seemed like his neck was about to snap... Ah! He screamed in agony, kicking and struggling with all his might. Rebellious Fallen Leader had lifted him up, tearing his neck apart brutally.
Blood gushed forth, splattering all over Rebellious Fallen One, drenching him completely—he bit through the last sinew connecting Con Artist's body and head. Disgusted, he tossed aside the severed head with wide-open eyes. The bloodied body thudded to the ground.
With cold blood-red eyes, Rebellious Fallen One glanced at the head with its bulging eyes. His tongue searched between his teeth for a strand of human flesh and swallowed it down. Crouching on the ground, he still faced the gaping mouth and bulging eyes of the severed head: "Are you satisfied with your reward?"
The head of Con Artist could no longer respond; its unblinking stare was truly terrifying.
Plum Blossom Rain watched coldly throughout the bloody process involving Rebellious Fallen One and Con Artist. She smiled sweetly and clapped her hands together: "Not bad, very entertaining."
"You are truly cold-blooded."
"Likewise."
"Come in..."
Outside, a Fallen One pushed the door to peek inside, wondering what orders they had.
The Rebellious Fallen Leader pointed to the headless corpse on the ground and said, "Dispose of it for the vampires."
The assigned Fallen One greedily scanned the blood-soaked body.
"The last drop of blood has been drained. Don't get any foolish ideas; just take care of it quickly," the Rebellious Fallen Leader scolded his subordinate. He despised them, always acting as if they could never get enough, even in front of outsiders.
Suddenly, the communicator crackled with static, followed by a shout from an Outpost Fallen, "Boss, the target has appeared."
"Steady now; the game is about to begin." The Rebellious Fallen Leader's face was cold and menacing, his eyes deepening with a blood-red hue filled with murderous intent.
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