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I Can Destroy Planets with My Psychokinesis

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Bab 1: 1. Exotic Realm, Foreign Land

As the saying goes, daytime thoughts lead to nighttime dreams.

Perhaps homesick, Lu Li entered that familiar dream again...

In the departure hall, his father excitedly held up two plane tickets, shouting,

"Son, your father is taking you to a country like paradise! The air is even sweet there, you will receive the best education and live the best life..."

His father's mouth moved continuously as he outlined the exciting future he had envisioned.

Lu Li looked on, bewildered and fearful, not at all eager to leave his childhood homeland.

But a 12-year-old child, without consciousness or the courage to resist his father's plans.

Boarding the plane in a daze, he ascended 30,000 feet, and as his homeland grew increasingly distant, it became a blurry speck.

Suddenly, Lu Li realized—he could never go back!

Regret and panic filled his chest, so uncomfortable it felt like he was being torn apart...

Just then, the "buzz, buzz, buzz" of a vibrating phone disrupted the dream.

In a basement converted into a dim rental room, Lu Li abruptly opened his eyes and slowly sat up.

The young man had sharp brows and bright eyes, quite handsome, though his expression was slightly dazed, as if still struggling to break free from the dream.

"Five years have flown by, huh..."

This dream was more like a memory, a memory Lu Li was reluctant to revisit.

In that era, countless people were firm believers that the moon was rounder overseas and desperately wanted to emigrate, only to discover upon arrival that the world was not as wonderful as imagined.

Reluctant to dwell on the past, Lu Li shook his head to clear his thoughts and took out his phone to unlock it.

On the cracked outer screen, there was a message from school:

[In light of the current tense situation, Tijuana City High School will cease classes effective immediately...]

Seeing this message didn't surprise Lu Li.

"As expected, they've suspended classes. In this country, no one dares to ignore the threat of the drug lord."

The country he was in was called "Moxico," one of the most dangerous countries in the world, rife with drugs, crime, and violence, and overrun by drug lords.

After the current president took office, combating drug crime became the top priority, sparking a massive anti-drug campaign.

The drug lords, unwilling to show weakness, issued death threats to government departments, including police and schools.

Faced with armed drug trafficking organizations with people and guns, it was inevitable for schools to suspend classes, but for Lu Li, this was actually a good thing.

"I've self-studied the high school curriculum of Xia Country; their so-called 'happy education' here isn't worth learning. Now I have time to take care of my father in the hospital."

In the faint light from his phone, Lu Li quickly dressed and reached under his pillow for a strange object.

An artificial socket, metal joints, a connector pipe... It was a prosthetic limb! A crudely made prosthetic lower leg!

Lu Li rolled up the empty right leg of his pants, revealing a knee that had long since disappeared.

He skillfully strapped the prosthetic limb on, pushed himself to stand up with both hands, and stepped out the door.

Aside from a slight limp in his walk, he was practically indistinguishable from anyone else, evidently he had adapted to the artificial limb.

~~~~~~~~~~

In stark contrast to the gloomy basement, the outside was bathed in brilliant sunlight.

Lu Li raised his hand to shield his eyes while he adjusted to the light, then an exotic scene unfolded before him.

Short, chaotic houses and shanties, tall palm trees, passersby dressed in cheap clothing, most with amber eyes and brown skin.

A few neighbors greeted him in Fran Language, "¡Hola" (Hello)

Lu Li responded in Fran Language, while dodging a group of scruffy children kicking a soccer ball around.

Such backwardness was a far cry from the "paradise" described by his father, and even inferior to the county town of his homeland.

Lu Li knew this was not the land his father yearned for.

His father's actual goal was the neighboring country to the north of Moxico—the Star Alliance Country.

Known as the first powerful nation of the Blue Star, hailed as the beacon of democracy, it was a place many yearned to immigrate to.

Many "unscrupulous agencies" exploited this sentiment, claiming it would be incredibly easy to migrate from Moxico to the Star Alliance Country since they were neighboring countries.

Deceiving many into renouncing their original nationality and relocating to this impoverished, chaotic hellhole to fend for themselves.

Lu Li's father was one such victim, who under continuous frustration and dismay had succumbed to illness, developing stomach cancer.

Now that the cancer had metastasized, all Lu Li could do was to be there as much as possible in his father's final days.

He sighed and set out toward the Tijuana City General Hospital.

~~~~~~~~~~~~

Living in the country with the highest murder rate in the world, Lu Li always stuck to main roads when venturing outside, at least it offered a semblance of safety.

```

The road was anything but tranquil today, as one military vehicle after another drove past, bearing soldiers loaded with guns and ammunition.

Among them was a "Bull" armored vehicle, a steel beast weighing a dozen tons that rumbled by, quite imposing.

Lu Li quickly stepped aside to the edge of a snack shop, just in time to overhear the patrons discussing:

"The new mayor is a staunch drug crackdown advocate; he arrested Benjamin's son as soon as he took office!"

"The only son! Benjamin will surely go berserk..."

Benjamin was the local drug lord, and it looked like there was going to be a big scene.

Lu Li wasn't interested in such matters. As a struggling survivor, he had no leisure to concern himself with these issues.

At the moment, he was being stimulated by the aroma of chicken wraps, constantly salivating.

He had been out since early morning without breakfast, but with limited funds, Lu Li decided to save the money for this meal.

"After all, missing one meal won't make much difference."

He was about to leave this tempting place when a weak voice rose from behind him:

"Brother, buy a bouquet, will you?"

He turned to see a girl about fourteen or fifteen years old, carrying a basket of flowers, her face full of pleading.

Lu Li frowned. These cheap wildflowers were sold to tourists, and he lived nearby, passing by and seeing the girl several times.

Her approaching him... could only mean she was at her wit's end.

Selling flowers was a performance-based job. With the recent drug crackdown, tourists were scarce, and failing to meet her quota meant she would go hungry, or even be severely beaten.

Lu Li sighed, pulling out a few bills: "3 pesos, will you sell?"

That was the equivalent of one Xia Country dollar, just enough to buy a chicken wrap, and also the limit of Lu Li's charity.

The girl's eyes lit up, nodding repeatedly: "Selling, selling, thank you!"

She handed over the biggest and brightest "Dali Flower," which Mexico people considered a symbol of generosity and splendor.

Lu Li held it in his hand, thinking: It wouldn't be too bad to place it in front of his father's sickbed to lift his spirits.

The youth put the fresh flower to his nose to take a whiff, but before he could catch the scent, a disturbance suddenly erupted from afar!

He saw the Government Army soldiers who had just passed by running back, throwing away their weapons and equipment as they fled.

Even the formidable "Bull" armored vehicle was in utter disarray, unable to turn around in time and forced to reverse out desperately, toppling numerous stalls in its wake.

Then, Lu Li saw the culprit that caused all this—a "M1A1" main battle tank, slowly emerging at the street corner!

It was the same model as the tanks used by the Star Alliance army, but its body was painted with a chilling emblem: a viper passing through the eye socket of a skull.

Lu Li's pupils constricted—this was the drug lord's emblem! A tank belonging to the drug lord!

At that moment, the tank adjusted its barrel, aiming at the "Bull" armored vehicle.

Coincidentally, the armored vehicle had moved up right in front of Lu Li, less than 20 meters away!

Seeing the dark barrel of the tank aiming this way, Lu Li's hair stood on end and his heart thudded violently!

When one experiences a life-and-death emergency, the brain goes into overdrive, thoughts accelerate, and time seems to slow down.

At that moment, everything around Lu Li seemed to slow down, even the screams of the crowd were drawn out.

Without a second thought, he dived forward, pressing down the flower-selling girl with him onto the ground.

The next second, a deafening explosion sounded as the tank fired, blowing up the armored vehicle!

The armored vehicle turned into a fiery ball, soaring into the air, the shock wave hurling various debris in all directions.

Even the smallest pebble had the power to penetrate the human body, and countless bystanders were instantly flung about like blood-soaked rag dolls.

Although Lu Li had hit the ground in time, the explosion was too close, and he was still stunned, losing his hearing and sight.

Lying on the ground, he fell into a strange silence, with only blurred vision in front of him.

For a moment, it was as if he had returned to his hometown, sitting in a classroom filled with nothing but the sound of turning pages…

Sadly, the warm illusion was quickly shattered.

His hearing returned first, with a tidal wave of tinnitus engulfing him. Lu Li could hear his own labored breathing and the piercing cries of the crowd.

His vision slowly came back, bringing the burning, smoking armored vehicle and the crimson-covered ground strewn with limbs and body parts into view.

Lu Li coughed out a petal mixed with gunpowder smoke and, dragging the stunned girl, crawled into the safety of the snack shop.

Just as they hid, they heard the vibration of the tank's treads crushing the ground.

Huddled behind the thick walls, which gave a false sense of security.

His head still buzzing, Lu Li's thoughts drifted, and he suddenly thought of his classmates from his hometown, whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

"They must be taking their college entrance exams by now…"

The tank roared past, followed by the uniform footsteps of the drug lord's guard, pressing onward.

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Bab 2: 2. By oneself.

The drug lord's armed guards boasted equipment identical to that of the Star Alliance Country's army.

AR-15 standard-issue rifles, full-typical camouflage outfits, and accompanying tactical gear were all available.

To the average person, it would probably be hard to differentiate them from the special forces one has in mind.

Under the broad daylight, the fully-armed guard deployed tactical formations, covering each other, advancing with coordinated moves.

Their lavish gear and trained skills made them look more like the Government Army instead. Meanwhile, the real Government Army crumbled at the slightest touch.

Gunshots rang out loudly in the streets, as if it were a festival. Pleas for mercy, cries before death, rose and fell without end.

Bullets whistled everywhere, shattering and bursting the walls, while Lu Li cowered behind, not daring to show his face.

After a short while, as both groups chased and fled, they grew distant, and the scene quieted down.

Lu Li peeked out cautiously, only to see bodies of Government Army soldiers scattered everywhere, the Drug Lord Guard having already left.

Only then did he stand up; he was not in bad shape except for a loosened prosthesis.

He undid the straps to readjust it and looked toward the little girl selling flowers.

His rescue had been purely an instinctive act.

The little girl was unharmed, her large amber eyes staring longingly at the bodies of the Government Army soldiers.

In the next second, she zipped out, quickly rummaging through the belongings of the dead.

It was as if her actions were taken as a signal, and many civilians burst out from their hiding to fight over the fallen possessions, shoving and swearing in chaos.

The Drug Lord Guard might return at any moment, and Lu Li was also worried about his father; he hurriedly left after securing his prosthesis.

He had barely left when the little flower seller returned with a pile of "spoils of war," wanting to thank her savior.

But after searching high and low, she couldn't find that good-smelling, good-looking big brother.

It didn't matter; a handsome Xia Descendant, living nearby, wasn't hard to find.

The little girl, bold as a thief, seized the chaos to sneak into deserted shops for a "free shopping" spree.

She had her eye on an antique store; with some luck, she might find gold jewelry.

~~~~~~~~~~

At the same time, Lu Li hustled and finally arrived at "Tijuana City General Hospital."

Fortunately, it wasn't affected by the conflict, but it was overcrowded with people injured in the violence.

Lu Li heaved a sigh of relief, cleaned up the dirt from his body in the restroom, and only then headed to the "Peaceful Ward."

It was a place set aside for terminally ill patients. There lay a middle-aged man, pale and frail on the hospital bed, his body full of tubes.

This was Lu Li's father—Lu Hongbing, a nuclear physicist who should have had a great future.

At that moment, Lu Hongbing forced a smile and said, "You've arrived... Eh? What happened to you?"

Having been exposed to gunfire, a simple wash couldn't remove all the traces, not to mention the faint odor of gunpowder that lingered.

Looking at his disabled son, Lu Hongbing's face showed sorrow: "The drug lord and the Government Army were fighting... You got caught in the middle?"

Seeing that there was no concealing it, Lu Li simply nodded and said nonchalantly, "They made quite the fuss, but I'm fine."

Lu Hongbing, aware that his son was trying to comfort him, felt a surge of sadness and guilt, saying,

"I am the one to blame for my misfortunes, deserving of dying in a foreign land. But you are innocent; you shouldn't have to live like this, it's my fault..."

Seeing his father getting more agitated, Lu Li quickly interrupted, "Stop worrying; get better, and once I have money, I'll take you back home."

"It's incurable, and I have no face to return," Lu Hongbing sighed and then spoke earnestly, "Listen, there's something I have to tell you."

Seeing his father's serious expression, Lu Li focused intently.

Lu Hongbing spoke slowly, "I've found a way to donate my body after death, it could bring in quite a bit of money."

Clearly, he was planning to exchange his body for money, which made Lu Li furrow his brow in displeasure.

A father knows his child best; Lu Hongbing of course knew his son wouldn't accept it, but this was the only thing a dying man could do.

"Listen to me! No matter what, you must get that money!"

Lu Hongbing was so urgent that his voice trembled weakly.

Excitement was harmful to the frail; Lu Li tried to calm him, "I understand, just rest and recover."

The words lacked genuine sentiment; Lu Hongbing knew well that once he passed away, his son would definitely refuse to "donate his body."

But without money, how could a disabled man survive here?

Lu Hongbing grew more anxious, about to urge further when a pained expression surfaced, and his complexion turned ashen.

Lu Li realized something was wrong—his father's emotions had fluctuated too greatly!

He hurriedly pressed the "call button" on the bed; Lu Hongbing grabbed his son's hand, his voice hoarse,

"Stop fussing, let it be, save the money. Besides... I'm tired of it all."

Hearing those last words, hesitancy appeared in Lu Li's grip.

In just that short time, an abnormal flush had risen on Lu Hongbing's face, his voice trembling as he spoke,

"Son, you'll have to walk the rest of the way yourself, and you must live well! Be sure to come home if you get the chance, but never, ever mention me to anyone..."

This aberrant state was a human's rallying phenomenon; Lu Li nodded repeatedly in response to his father's words.

Lu Hongbing clung to his son's hand, his face growing redder and redder:

"Lu Li, your name means 'magnificent radiance,' and your life was meant to be just that... It's my fault, I'm sorry, I'm truly sorry..."

He apologized several times, his face's flush gradually faded, and the light in his eyes dimmed, the hand he was holding fell limp.

Lu Li slowly extended his hand to close his father's eyes, which bore an expression of unyielding regret and guilt.

His father had indeed ruined him terribly, forcibly taking him to smuggle into the Star Alliance Country all those years ago, and as a result was wounded by a border patrol, leading to amputation.

But with death as final as the extinguishing of a lamp, Lu Li didn't harbor much resentment, only endless sorrow—that from now on, in this exotic land, he would be alone.

~~~~~~~~~~~

After pressing the "call button," medical staff quickly arrived.

Terminal cancer, it was only a symbolic resuscitation attempt.

Then, a knowledgeable woman in white came over and consoled him:

"Think about it, this is perhaps a release."

This lady was the attending physician, Dr. Laila, who took out a document and said, "Your father's body donation requires your signature..."

Lu Li politely declined: "There's no need for that, please help me get in touch with the funeral home to arrange a cremation."

Dr. Laila kindly reminded: "Donating the body not only contributes to medical science but also provides a subsidy of 3,000 dollars."

Hearing the word "dollars," Lu Li was somewhat puzzled, as the currency here should be "Peso."

Dr. Laila explained: "Harvard University's Biological Laboratory is currently collecting the genes of Eastern People, you should take this opportunity."

Harvard is a prestigious institution in the Star Alliance Country, and 3,000 dollars was a significant amount of money.

But Lu Li shook his head firmly: "No need, I want to take him home."

His father had repeatedly said he was too ashamed to go back, but Lu Li knew deep down, his father dreamed of returning to his roots.

"Alright, if you insist."

Beyond regret, Laila couldn't help but feel a measure of respect. After all, not everyone could resist the temptation of a large sum of money, especially in dire poverty.

If her previous extra care for Lu Li was because he was good-looking, now it was added with sincerity.

Laila took the initiative to help contact the funeral home and arrange the cremation.

Just when everything seemed to be settling down, suddenly a man and a woman with brown skin burst in.

Both with faces full of flesh and aggressive air, they clearly were not good characters.

Lu Li's expression immediately turned stern upon seeing them!

The woman, Heidi, and the man, Toby, were a mother and son pair.

Years ago, to obtain Moxico citizenship, Lu Hongbing had a sham marriage with this woman, only to be swindled out of a considerable amount of property, taking advantage of being local.

Lu Hongbing's cancer was half-induced by this woman's aggravation!

Now that she was here with her son, it was clear that they came with ill intent!

Sure enough, Heidi opened her mouth wide and let out the shrill scream unique to middle-aged women:

"Where's the money for the yellow monkey's corpse, worth 3,000 dollars!?"

Her son also glared at Lu Li menacingly, his burly frame and tattooed arms exerting a coercive presence.

Lu Li, though isolated and weak, still took a step forward and said coldly:

"You've long been divorced, you have no right to make demands! Moreover, I have no plans to donate the body, a cremation will be arranged next, so don't waste your time."

Heidi was taken aback at these words.

In her view, people of the yellow race were too timid and easily bullied. Even if they dared to fight back, they were no match for someone like her, a local serpent.

Yet this young man was actually going to burn a valuable body! Was he insane?

Heidi immediately screamed, "No! Absolutely not! I am the ex-wife, I have my rights! No one will take away my money!"

As she was raising a commotion, there suddenly came the sound of heavy footsteps, and four sturdy hospital guards surrounded them.

Clearly, these were called by Dr. Laila.

She pointed at the mother and son, her face full of disgust: "Get them out!"

The guards put their hands on their holstered guns and said coldly: "Please leave."

Heidi, her face contorted with defiance, wanted to continue the scene, even considering calling her brothers, but Toby suddenly pulled her away, leaving quietly, but not before giving Lu Li a deep look.

After leaving the hospital, Heidi was very dissatisfied with her son's cowardice: "Toby, what's wrong with you! That's 3,000 dollars!"

Toby sneered as he explained: "Mom, a living person is worth much more than a dead one."

Upon hearing this, Heidi immediately understood her son's point, her mouth spread wide in a grin that mixed greed with excitement.


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