On the day Li Ji was born, the heavens and earth collapsed, and a super-contamination event descended. The Federation's population plummeted overnight, leaving the land strewn with yellow earth and bones.
He struggled alone through the muddled, post-apocalyptic world for twenty years before learning that he was not human at all, but a contaminant.
His family rejected and despised him. His teachers and friends wished they could get rid of him. The world hated and feared him. The culprits who had turned him into a contaminant joined forces with a sanctimonious hypocrite and sent him to a research institute for live experiments.
After three whole years of blades cutting into his flesh, he finally escaped the institute. He crossed mountains and seas, then heard an elegant melody from a zither by the shore.
As if reborn.
The person playing the zither gave him a jade pendant. Clutching it, he traveled north, leaving a million corpses in his wake and rivers of blood behind him.
When they met again, Li Ji was the leader of the exiles, known as the "Killing God Above, God of Misfortune Below." The other man, covered in wounds and barely alive, lay outside the wall.
Li Ji took him home and cared for him attentively.
For him, Li Ji scraped away bone and tore out flesh, until he was swallowed by a blood mist. For him, he slaughtered the bloodlines of heroes, provoking the wrath of heaven and the fury of the people. For him, he entered the enemy camp alone. Yet as he helped the man fight his way out, the seemingly fragile man bared his fangs and stabbed him.
It turned out that everything had been a performance, all to kill him.
His genuine affection was false. His frailty and impending death were false. His rejection by everyone was false. The man had deceived him from beginning to end.
Li Ji ultimately became a shower of rain, vanishing from the world.
At last, Li Ji was dead. Everyone in the world applauded. The man who had sacrificed his own dignity and debased himself became the savior overnight, obtaining everything he wanted.
But why was he crying? Did he feel guilty and uneasy when he thought about it at night?
Li Ji, now a wandering spirit, witnessed it all. He awoke in the midst of chaos, returned to his youth.
Reader's guide: Younger top, beautiful and powerful gong. The gong is very strong, unbelievably strong, strong enough to destroy heaven and earth. The protagonist is a beautiful, gloomy woman with a tragic background, ruthless in her actions and a remorseless killer. Both his IQ and EQ are high. He is not a good person.
This is my take on a Chinese-style wasteland setting! Recommended for readers who are comfortable with the genre. The protagonist's body is made of symbiotic flesh, and the story contains plenty of horror and Lovecraftian elements. No writing advice, please.
Theme: He fights for free will.
Baby, your injury is too serious, oh, oh, oh, oh, I feel so bad, baby
Silky chicken, it will be so satisfying to hold your wife in your arms, right?
WOC, this beautiful and short person, makes me feel so happy when I look at it. Ji Wu, you are also wearing it (pointing)
Is there no sweet update today?
Being short/aggressive means being civilized 😳
Ah uh uh uh touch the poor baby 😭 😭
Teacher, can I have some delicious food today?
Teacher, it's February 6th
I found an update and took a look at the time last month.
Damn, where have you been? Don't do this to a person who is not well-educated.