Chapter 1: Just Crossed Over and Got Bitten by a Woman
District 11 of the East Asian Human Revolution Alliance, the disaster-ridden city of Tokyo.
Late at night, the streets after the rain.
The air was fresh with the smell of rain, and the water on the ground reflected the colourful neon lights in the distance.
A dozen or so cameras spread out in the streets, and alleys had been damaged, parts shattered all over the ground. A long LED display hanging on a convenience store flashed a line of bright red letters.
"Citizens are urged to return to their homes as soon as possible and to go out less."
...
Isis stood on her tiptoes, lightly avoiding a spot of standing water stained red with blood.
Behind her, the street was a scene of a hurricane that had ravaged the area, traces of destruction lingering everywhere.
A dozen or so inhuman corpses were lying on the ground, and from the clothes and equipment, they should have been soldiers before they died.
"Cough cough ..."
A sudden cough made Isis, who was preparing to leave, stop in her tracks.
She looked back and in the corner, the only corpse wearing casual clothes suddenly sat up from the ground.
In Isis's senses, this corpse was just as dead as the other dozen or so slain soldiers.
At this moment, however, it came to life.
"Cough ..."
Fang Cheng struggled to get up from the ground, holding onto the wall with one hand, his face confused.
He was squatting in the toilet of his house playing handheld games one second, and the next second he had changed his body and appeared on this strange street.
And the scene in front of him directly made him dumbfounded, could it be that he had just crossed over and mistakenly entered a battlefield?
Or a film set?
There was also a faint 4 in the corner of his eye, it was hard to notice without paying close attention.
Fang Cheng lowered his head and rubbed his eyes, raised his head again and surveyed his surroundings.
Deadly and dilapidated streets, dead bodies scattered around, and a woman with blonde hair and red pupils, standing dozens of metres away.
This woman was about twenty years old, her eyes were like rubies, delicate nose and cherry lips, her features did not have a single blemish, her body was a perfect golden proportion, and her long blonde hair fell to her waist like a waterfall, and in the night she had a faint glow.
She only wore a pure white long skirt, giving people the feeling of a goddess who descended from the heavenly realm.
Noble, beautiful, and not to be blasphemed.
Fang Cheng subconsciously wanted to take out his mobile phone.
So good looking, must take a picture and send it to the circle of friends.
Let that group of female colleagues who had P'd themselves to the point where even their mothers didn't even recognise them see what it meant to be born with beauty and what it meant to be spell-casting material.
But immediately he realised that he had already crossed over and would never see that group of shameless cunts again.
And he didn't touch the mobile phone, he only touched the sticky liquid.
Fang Cheng looked down and saw that his hands were full of blood, staining his white t-shirt red.
What's the situation, breaking defence as soon as you come up?
"There's something wrong with you!"
A charming voice suddenly rang in his ears.
The blonde woman dozens of metres away came to Fang Cheng's side in an instant.
Fang Cheng instinctively tried to dodge, but his body abruptly stiffened and he couldn't even move his fingers.
"You should be dead, why are you still alive?"
The language spoken by Isis is pure English, which can be understood by Fang Cheng's loose English on the construction site.
He was unable to move his body at the moment, only his mouth could still speak.
"I ... don't understand what you mean."
What else could he say, saying that he had travelled through before coming back from the dead?
Isis's fingers gently stroked Fang Cheng's cheek and descended to his chest, but she touched nothing.
She remembered very clearly that this brat was just an unlucky passerby who strayed into the battlefield. He was hit in the chest by a stray bullet and died when he just showed up. Why is the bullet hole gone now?
Isis put up two fingers and easily stabbed into Fang Cheng's chest, searching inside his chest cavity.
This scene was too exciting, more exciting than asking a young lady to eat chicken with you only to have them pull it out bigger than you.
Fang Cheng opened his mouth to shout, but he couldn't even make a sound.
Soon, Isis found a bullet from inside Fang Cheng's chest cavity, proving that what she had seen was not false.
She smiled and was about to say something when she suddenly looked up at the distant night sky.
Something seemed to be moving in the dark night sky.
Isis slightly revealed an impatient expression and took a step forward, holding Fang Cheng's shoulder with her hand and bringing her face to his ear.
"Little brother, sister sends you a surprise."
As soon as the words fell, she opened her mouth and bit Fang Cheng's neck, her two slender fangs piercing through the arteries, and warm blood gushed out wildly, being sucked into her mouth.
Fang Cheng felt like an innocent little pond, and this woman was a high-powered pump.
He wanted to resist, but his body was imprisoned by an invisible force, unable to move.
As the blood flowed, his physical strength was disappearing at a rapid pace.
Gan, just crossed over and I'm going to die?
Then wouldn't I have crossed over for nothing?
Fang Cheng only had this thought left in his mind, his eyes blackened and his consciousness began to lax.
Isis let go of her hand and Fang Cheng's entire body collapsed like a puddle of mud, his eyes gazing at the night sky listlessly, his mouth slightly open, desperately wanting to breathe fresh air.
Isis used her tongue to lick off the remaining blood at the corner of her mouth, her expression was quite disappointed, "Ordinary flavour, average goods."
When the half-conscious Fang Cheng heard the blonde woman's comment, a surge of anger arose in his heart.
You, whoring for nothing, still look disgusted?
Isis squatted beside Fang Cheng, her ruby-like eyes closely observing the changes in Fang Cheng's body, wanting to see if he could still heal.
It seemed like some kind of confinement was lifted, and Fang Cheng's body was finally able to move.
His eyes fell on the blonde woman, and with the only remaining physical strength in his body, he slowly raised his hand and grabbed towards her chest.
When Isis saw Fang Cheng's actions, she did not get angry, but smiled.
"What a little pervert, you want to touch your sister even when you're about to die?"
She didn't dodge, her eyes were teasing as she allowed Fang Cheng's hand to approach.
When Fang Cheng's hand was about to touch Isis's chest, it steeply accelerated and fiercely poked upwards, two fingers poking into her nostrils.
Isis: (⊙⊙)
She had lived for who knows how many years, and had seen countless men who wanted to do all sorts of things to her.
Only she had never seen someone poking his nostrils.
Because it was so unexpected that she didn't even dodge it in a daze.
Isis suddenly appeared on Fang Cheng's other side, and her finger was already pressing on Fang Cheng's heart.
She looked down at Fang Cheng and smiled, "Little brother, do you know what you're doing?"
Fang Cheng also revealed a weak smile, "Gan ni niang!"
(TL: gan ni niang = fuck your mum, now I finally know that gan means fuck)
"..."
Isis's smile disappeared, her fingers gently pressed downwards, and Fang Cheng's heart was instantly torn apart.
The light in his eyes quickly dimmed, his breath was cut off, and he died beyond death.
Isis didn't leave immediately after killing Fang Cheng, but carefully observed for a while and found that Fang Cheng had no signs of resurrection, and the dead could not die again.
She stood up with some disinterest, put her hands behind her back, walked briskly, turned and disappeared into the deep night.
The dark streets returned to dead silence.
About ten minutes later, Fang Cheng, who was lying dead on the ground, sat up suddenly, clutching his chest and panting heavily, as if a drowning person was getting fresh air.
He panted and looked around, only to find that Isis had long since disappeared.
"... I didn't die?"
Fang Cheng looked down at the blood all over his body, a little confused, while the wound on his chest was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
He was about to climb up when he sat back down with a muffled grunt and his head swelled up.
A large number of unfamiliar memory images flashed madly in his mind, as if he was watching a ghostly video fast-forwarded a hundred times, making him dizzy.
It took a while to accept these memories belonging to the original owner, Fang Cheng stood up holding onto the wall, weak and powerless, as if his kidneys were overdrawn after a phase rush, he could barely walk.
(TL: I guess he means after a long run? )
After he identified the direction, he slowly left this place.
Over the street, a small drone flew quietly.
...
Following the memories in his mind, Fang Cheng returned to this body's home.
A small flat with a small area.
When he returned home, the injury on his chest had already healed, and his physical strength gradually returned to normal levels.
Taking off the blood-stained clothes on his body, Fang Cheng walked into the bathroom naked and started to rinse his body.
The cold water allowed Fang Cheng's hot heart to gradually calm down, and the cluttered memories in his mind were finally sorted out.
He already knew what kind of world he had come to.
This world was similar to Earth, but there existed supernatural forces and all sorts of weird monsters, so the history had become different.
Under the onslaught of ideologies and the increasingly treacherous environment in which they existed, countries with the same cultural background each formed political alliances to deal with the crisis.
Now East Asia, Western Europe, and North America are three pillars, competing and cooperating with each other.
The political organisation in East Asia is the Human Revolution Alliance, and Japan is District 11.
This body is an ordinary high school student who goes to school in District 11.
As is customary, it shares the same name as Fang Cheng, has parents who died early without a sister and a house, and lives alone.
The original owner hid at home and played games all day, slipped out at night for a late-night snack, not realising that he would stray into a battlefield where the government armed forces were chasing monsters, and then be sent to meet his parents by a stray bullet.
According to this world's definition of supernatural species, that blonde woman should be a vampire, an extremely dangerous creature.
Fang Cheng couldn't help but mourn for the original owner for three seconds. It was the first time in his life that he was bitten by a woman, but he still couldn't see it when he was dying.
After the silence ended, Fang Cheng walked to the mirror.
In the mirror was a long-haired slim teenager, the hair that could cover his ears and eyes was lifted up by him, revealing a proper and handsome face with a pale complexion and two dark circles under his eyes from staying up all night.
"It's not bad, it has a tenth of the handsomeness I had before I crossed over, otherwise there's no sense of substitution."
Fang Cheng tilted his head and stroked his neck with his hand.
There were two bloody holes here that had just been bitten out by the female vampire, and now they had healed.
However, that palpitating feeling of blood running out was still lingering in his mind.
When leeches sucked human blood, their bodies would secrete anaesthetics to reduce the pain caused by sucking blood.
This vampire was even worse than a leech.
However, his body was able to come back from the dead and heal from his injuries, could it be that he had already turned into a vampire?
Fang Cheng thought of the other party saying that he wanted to give himself a surprise, it couldn't be this, could it?
This is really a surprise, next time if we can meet again, Fang Cheng is willing to give her a billion-dollar business, to repay this "surprise".
"Eh?"
Fang Cheng noticed that there was a faint 3 in his field of vision, he leaned over to the mirror and took a look, and found that there was indeed a 3 reflected in the pupil of his left eye.
"What the hell?"
Fang Cheng's heart was slightly shocked, just now when he crossed over, this number was still 4, now it's become 3?
During this time, he had been killed by that female vampire once and resurrected again.
Could this number represent the number of times he can be resurrected?
Just as Fang Cheng was pondering, his ears suddenly twitched and he heard a subtle movement coming from outside the bathroom.
(End of Chapter)
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