Chapter 883: Blood Sensing
Translator: Sean88888 Editor: TheAlliance
Strange enemies, old-fashioned but brand-new luxury cars, mysterious people who arrived immediately on the scene, and their uniform black suits and ties which screamed their identity. And, of course, that impressive stick they pulled out.
Sheyan could vividly remember that this thing was described as "a gift from some friends from out of town" in the original version. Its importance was obvious - it could wipe ten to fifteen minutes of memory.
More importantly, it seemed that this object had a strong temporary hypnotic effect after the memory wipe. The victims would be convinced of any information they were fed during this time! It was a great weapon to fool the public!
"This...turned out to be the world of the Men in Black!" Sheyan sighed with a bit of regret. For him, this world was not particularly bad, but it was definitely not a big advantage either.
The man in black continued in a serious demeanor.
"Trust me, I'm explaining something really important to you, so you must give me some time to organize my words so that your poor brain can accept my statement more easily....Come, everyone, look here, *click*!"
A mild flash came and gone in a blink. The Man in Black did not pay much attention to Sheyan because he believed the words of the fat black dude and deemed Sheyan to be a harmless target. Sheyan had immediately avoided the light, but because he wasn't wearing sunglasses, he could feel an indescribable strange feeling emerging in him.
It felt like there was an invisible stick stirring a certain area in his brain. The information inside the area was smashed, thrown into an invisible blender, and was finally gulped down by an invisible mouth.
Although Sheyan was not directly exposed to the light, and as a contestant, he was fiercely resisting with his willpower, he soon realized that his last ten minutes of memory had become fuzzy, as if it was covered in a layer of time dust. The memory of the last ten minutes was forcibly fermented for decades. Sheyan could only recall that he seemed to have encountered some disgusting insects, and that the person in front of him may be a Man in Black....
The Man in Black started brainwashing the crowd who all had on dull expressions.
"Gentlemen, I know it's hard being a municipal worker. In the last few days, you were merely befuddled by some chemical reaction from the damn man-made waste. There's nothing to fear with cockroaches and bugs. So, after you take these two hundred dollars here, you will continue to work happily, and you will think back of today's event as just a small incident."
After the Man in Black was done with his speech, the municipal worker slowly recovered from their stiff expressions and stepped up one by one to receive the money. Then, they sighed as if they just woke up from a dream, slapped each other's shoulders and made plans for a drink together after work.
The black guy pointed at Sheyan and said.
"Steven seemed to have met with some troubles earlier. Let's send him home first."
The lanky man walked over, pulled Sheyan up, then whispered to him.
"Alright, cut the act, Steven. We've got more compensation than we expected. Your heavy fall was totally worth it. Now tell me, do you want to rest, or do you want some weed, some drink, and a woman? It's on Martin and me."
Sheyan pretended to be in a daze and mumbled something in reply. The two Men in Black had already gotten back into their car and drove away so they didn't realize that for a contestant like Sheyan, even if he did not deliberately resist, the hypnotic effect would still be completely ineffective on him.
At the moment, the nightmare imprint sent its notifications.
[ Time: June 2018 A.D., 4:30 pm ]
[ Location: United States of America / New York (40°43' N, 74°00' E) ]
[ Setting: Men in Black ]
[ Difficulty: Unknown ]
[ Pain limitations: 20% ]
[ Individual capability enhancement: 0% ]
[ Current setting exploration rate: 0.00% ]
[ Additional details: This is a Bloody World. When a contestant is killed, the victor will obtain 2 to 5 achievement points (determined by army rank/character rank) and a random draw of 1 equipment. ]
[ Additional details: Bloody Mode has been activated. As time progresses, at certain intervals, all contestants with a Bloody invitation letter will be able to sense each other. The higher the army rank of a contestant, the shorter the duration of the contestant being sensed by others. The longer a contestant stays in this world, the longer the duration of the contestant being sensed by others. ]
[ You can leave this world after collecting 3 Bloody invitation letters. If you collect more Bloody invitation letters, you will receive additional rewards. ]
[ You will be killed if you do not possess 3 or more Bloody invitation letters after 30 days. ]
[ You automatically grasp the relevant language and will be able to interact freely with characters from this world. This ability will be erased upon leaving this world. ]
[ Accepted mission count: 0 ]
[ Your appearance/identity have been settled; restored upon returning to the present world. You can also commence modifications within the nightmare realm. For any doubts, voice the relevant queries to the nightmare imprint; if your scope of authority is adequate, you will receive an answer. ]
Sheyan was just thinking of what he should do next when he received another notification.
[ Warning, warning: Blood Sensing will be initiated in 3 minutes. Contestant No. 1018, you will sense the location of other contestants after a 1-minute countdown. The base duration of the Blood Sensing this time is 5 minutes. Your army rank is Major, so the duration of others sensing your position is reduced by 2 minutes. At the same time, the duration of you sensing the location of other contestants with army ranks below yours is extended by 1 minute. ]
Sheyan instantly got nervous. If there just happened to be several participants in his vicinity, then it would be really bad. It would totally ruin his original plan. After all, he couldn't match up against these vicious contestants as a mere reserve-duty Growth-Hunter even if he was willing to.
The Blood Sense was soon initiated. Sheyan's concerns did not come into existence. The participants were quite evenly distributed in all corners of New York, so they were quite far apart from each other and will not come into contact straightaway.
It seemed that the realm was trying to create a fair environment as best they could by giving everyone the same opportunity and time to adapt to the world. For Sheyan, he must seize this opportunity to break through to a Growth-Hunter first!
He inquired about his breakthrough-related information, but all he got was an address:
Hudson River Estuary, Jersey City, New Jersey
There was nothing else after that.
To be honest, Sheyan was not familiar with New York. Fortunately, he knew now that his identity should be a sewer worker named Steven, and he had two friends nearby. While they were driving towards a bar they usually frequent, Sheyan deliberately held his forehead and moaned.
"Damn, I feel like my brain's so messed up it's turning into condensed milk. Right, do you guys know anything special about the Hudson River Estuary in Jersey?"
The black dude, Martin, looked at Sheyan in pity.
"Steven, did you knock yourself silly when you fell? Hudson River Estuary - that's where the Statue of Liberty is."
"The Statue of Liberty?" Sheyan came to a sudden realization! He then fell into a deep thought. What purpose did the realm have for arranging his breakthrough at that place?
With this question in mind, Sheyan was carried by a group of friends into a small bar that looked very cheap. He continued his act of feeling dizzy and leaned back on the sofa to carefully ponder the series of problems he faced. First of all, Sheyan must consider what connection his breakthrough had with the Statue of Liberty. But no matter how he racked his brain, he could find no common points between them at all!
Next, Sheyan thought about which period in the Man in Black movie he was in right now. Was it before or after the appearance of the protagonist J, played by Will Smith? J was obviously a relatively weak protagonist in terms of direct combat power. If possible, Sheyan intended to take a drop of his blood to unseal another mission item of his.
Sheyan was thinking about these things so his eyes were naturally unfocused. He was just looking at a general direction in a daze. The others around him simply thought that it was normal behaviour for someone who knocked his head in a fall. At that moment, the bartender in Sheyan's vision accidentally cut his hand while cutting a lemon. The cut was really deep; half his finger was disconnected. However, he treated it as if it was nothing and simply threw the severed finger into a wastepaper basket.
These all looked very normal but it was not normal at all! Suffering such a severe injury, the bartender did not even spill a drop of blood! As soon as he looked up and saw Sheyan staring at him, his face immediately turned savage and murderous!
That's right, his intent was quite obvious. The guy wanted to kill Sheyan to silence him! The atmosphere suddenly became tense. Neon lights flashed, shining onto the faces of the drunken dreamers in the bar. Sheyan was also a little drunk by now. As he stared vacantly at the men and women moving and talking on the dance floor, he suddenly felt really frustrated. He threw away the beer in his hand and sneered at the bartender while beckoning at him with his finger.
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Chapter 884: The fate of being discriminated and despised
Translator: Sean88888 Editor: TheAlliance
(Bonus chapter #1 for September)
In the face of Sheyan's actions, a cold glint that was absolutely not human appeared in the bartender's eyes. Those were the eyes of a creature at the top of the food chain observing a creature at the bottom of the food chain.
Sheyan was really reluctant to cause trouble - at least not before he awakened - but unfortunately, this world didn't revolve around the desire of men.
Just like the incident earlier. Who could have thought that the bartender's secret would be exposed in front of Sheyan? Ok, since he saw things that he shouldn't have seen, there's no use saying any more. Even if Sheyan didn't beckon with his finger, it's not like the guy would let Sheyan go.
The bartender slowly walked over and actually bowed politely at Sheyan.
"What can I do for you, sir?"
The fat black dude, Martin, was busy breaking the defense line of the girl beside him and smoothly reached into her chest. He was really surprised when he heard the bartender being so serious.
"Wow, Ritz, want to join us? You must give me a glass of your best Ice and Fire today, and remember to add some Spanish fly too."
Ritz turned his head and showed Martin an impeccable smile.
"Of course, but I have to ask Steven what he wants first."
Martin shouted impatiently.
"He had a little accident today so the best thing for him is clear water and bread. If you put strong alcohol and a girl's thick ass in front of him, it would kill him!"
Sheyan was able to feel the camaraderie shown by Martin and the others towards him so he did not plan to get them involved in this matter. He held down his temples, shook his body a few times, and said.
"Martin, you asshole! You know I can't touch alcohol and women right now and yet you brought me to this damn shithole? You did it on purpose, didn't you? Wow, my head's about to split in two. I need to go out for some fresh air."
Martin broke out in a fit of laughter.
"Ooooh you done fucked up calling this place a damn shithole! Ritz loves this bar more than he loves his wife! You just wait. Ritz will either personally kill you, or charge you so much you'll want to kill yourself!"
Sheyan used the wall as support as he stumbled out of the back door of the bar. Once he was out of sight, he immediately ran as fast as he could. But he only ran for about five or six hundred meters before he ran into a narrow blind alley because he wasn't familiar with the territory.
The place was very messy. There were rubbish and foul water everywhere, and even traces of excretion and urine. The foul odour of the damp environment assaulted his nose. Drug addicts love getting high in these kind of places because the police rarely came here. The glamorous New York City also had a filthy side to it.
"You're not Steven," said a voice that appeared suddenly behind Sheyan.
"With the speed of your sprint just now, you could run 100 meters in 6 seconds. Let alone Steven who had nephritis, gallstones, Meniere syndrome, and mild fatty liver, even the Olympic champion who's the best at running among the humans can't reach this speed."
Senyan spread his hands and sighed.
"And you're not a bartender."
Ritz answered tactfully.
"In the bar, I am the courteous human bartender Ritz. In front of the drunken Earthlings, I am the observer & researcher Ritz from Dwarf Planet 3 stationed on earth. In front of an unknown monster reeking of a disgusting, bloody smell like yourself, I am second-class military officer from Dwarf Planet 3 stationed on earth, Defender Ritz."
'I see. So participants who carry the Bloody invitation letter will be despised and attacked by aliens hidden among the humans during our stay in this world.'
Sheyan came to this realisation. He took a step forward and proclaimed solemnly.
"Let's be done with it then. I'm in a hurry."
The bartender Ritz flashed a strange smile at Sheyan. He suddenly grabbed his head and pulled with force!
His head was completely severed from his body. Ritz nonchalantly threw his head at Sheyan.
Sheyan was afraid it might be a bomb or something so he immediately dodged it. Thus, the head hit the ground and rolled forward while scattering a large amount of white smoke. The smoke quickly filled the alley like it was a dense fog. The visibility in the alley quickly fell to within half a meter.
Sheyan cautiously pulled out '+7 West', then rushed towards the entrance of the alley by relying on his memory. It was obvious that fighting Ritz in the dense smoke would not be a smart move. Besides, Sheyan could feel that Ritz seemed to value his identity as an Earthling, so he wouldn't want to cause a huge ruckus.
There was another advantage to doing this, and that was to grab the initiative in the attack. Sheyan calculated that running from the alley to the street outside with his speed would take about 31 seconds. If he chose to wait on the spot, Ritz could just lurk in the shadow while Sheyan had to always remain on guard. It would severely tax him.
Now that Sheyan chose to run, Ritz had to attack him within 31 seconds. The benefits were obvious.
Sheyan suddenly heard a rush of wind from his right. Sheyan raised his arm to block, but only felt something hard crash into his arm with a bang. It was a thrown garbage bin.
At that moment, there was a turbulence in the fog to Sheyan's left. The headless Ritz charged over, and Sheyan, who was on high alert, slashed horizontally with his blade. '+7 West' sunk into the area between Ritz's chest and abdomen, but the feeling transmitted from the blade was very strange. Ritz's skin felt extremely hard and tough, as if it was covered in a layer of calluses that was a foot thick!
Ritz displayed no sign of pain. A knee was instantly shoved into Sheyan's abdomen. Sheyan groaned from the hit, but suddenly lifted his right hand and drew an arc in the air. His flat palm tightly closed into the form of a beak, which then pierced into the severed section of Ritz's neck!
Milky-white liquid splashed out with bright red blood mixed in. A twisted, deformed spine was caught and pulled out by Sheyan. The sensation of the spine transmitted through his fingers was slippery but hard, akin to steel. Apparently, this frame was a specially made biological body. For the aliens, it was akin to clothes. Injuries to the body will not cause them pain.
Sheyan saw a sharp spur grow on Ritz's knee and it was instantly thrusted towards him. Sheyan instantly swept with his left elbow, hitting Ritz's throat heavily. Ritz's throat was completely wrecked by the crushing hit. Ritz could only make some groaning noises as his vocal cord was crushed. More importantly, the blow sent Ritz flying back so Ritz's attack naturally hit nothing but air. Ritz slammed hard into a garbage bin, stirring up the garbage inside.
But suddenly, Ritz turned over with a struggle, and something unexpected happened. His ripped his shirt off with great force and the left half of his ribcage sprung open like a door to reveal a red, deep, fleshy pit inside!
At that instant, the red meat pit shrunk fiercely, swelled up, then squirted a dark-green sticky liquid at Sheyan. The liquid hissed in the air and emitted a stinging smell. Sheyan couldn't dodge in time and a little bit of the liquid caught him. He instantly felt as if he was being scalded by a red hot branding iron. The burn eroded into his flesh.
It didn't end there. After the dark-green liquid corroded the skin for a while, it burst into a black flame. The more Sheyan slapped at the flame to put it out, the more violently it burned. His HP dropped rapidly.
Under such circumstances, Sheyan continued to flee outside the thick fog without hesitation. Obviously, Sheyan's action happened to be the very thing that Ritz was most reluctant to see. His belly twitched and groaned while he grabbed the right half of his ribcage and pried it open. Two pieces of deadly-white rib bone rotated and flew towards Sheyan. It was as if the other end of the two rib bones was held by an invisible hand; they flew with irregular trajectories. Even so, they were accurately locked onto Sheyan at the end of their flight.
Sheyan had already made quick dodging maneuvers, but the dense fog around his body rapidly concentrated and accumulated. Sheyan felt like he was wrapped in a thick, sticky layer which severely impacted his movement. He brandished his blade with a shout to strike at the two rib bones. Upon contact, he found that they did not have the hard feel of bones, but appeared rather flexible.
From the moment '+7 West' hit a rib bone, Sheyan discovered that these things weren't rib bones, but strange creatures that twisted together like snakes. Even the sharp '+7 West' couldn't cut them. Instead, the creature lifted its head and aimed its mouth that was filled with jagged teeth at Sheyan.
The creature looked similar to a sand worm from the sea. Sheyan grabbed the middle section of the creature and slammed it to the ground, but his arm was bitten in the process. A large chunk of his flesh was instantly bit off. The chunk of flesh was cylindrical in shape; the edges were very smooth and regular. It was apparent that the attack power of the creature was pretty high.
Taking advantage of the moment when Sheyan was intercepted, the "bones" on Ritz's body flew out in a fierce torrent of worm missiles, completely blocking off Sheyan's retreat from the dense fog.
However, at that instant, Sheyan, who seemed to have been forced into a corner, revealed a peculiar smile.