Chapter 4: A Sudden Turn
Obviously the words âLive Human Experimentationâ werenât good.
But the word âVagrantâ had another lexical property to it in the present era.
The Third World War erupted in the year 2044. 70% of human occupied areas were destroyed in a short five years. The damage was so bad fifty years later that the entire population of 10 billion people was squeezed and confined inside 88 enormous-scale metropolises to live crowded and cramped. It took until the last ten years for conditions to come around for the better.
Outside the metropolises was the wilderness. The wilderness was vast and empty. The land was warped to ruin by the nuclear radiation such that nothing was recognizable. It was a place completely unsuited for humans to survive. But there were a group of people who refused to live in modern civilization, or perhaps they were extremists, fugitives, megalomaniacs exiled from human societyâŠâŠ They made a bold gamble with their lives to wander about in the wilderness. Together they formed the concept of âVagrantâ.
The rule of the jungle was devoid of all humanity. There were no rulesâŠ...
Related vocabulary words bounced around one by one in Xie Junpingâs brain. He instantly formed a standard framework of Luo Nanâs grandfather who he had never met before:
Evil mad scientist! The sort that been popping up more and more in superhero movies.
âLuo Yuandao and his son had a falling out due to this matter. His son Luo Zhongheng, whoâs also Luo Nanâs father, suddenly left home and went missing. Thereâs no news of Luo Zhongheng to this day. Luo Yuandao suffered from a serious case of a mental breakdown and was hospitalized for a long time. His condition had worsened recently; he wonât be able to live for more than a few days.â
Xie Junping had a toothache listening to all this. He didnât care about all this. He was just worried about Luo Nan. Luo Nan by all means must not have inherited any sort of bad characteristics or have a warped character and so on from growing up in these circumstances.âŠ...
This time, Yingyingâs tone had actually shifted:
âAnyway, this isnât even the most fascinating thing. Luo Yuandao was unknown in his generation, asides from that accusation of live human experimentation. But heâs related to someone else whoâs actually renownedâŠâŠ Yan Hong. You should know of him.â
Xie Junping nodded his head by reflex. Of course he knew of Yan Hong. Yan Hong was a famous professor of Acumen College years ago. He was world renowned. But he had lost his reputation from an issue with academic misconduct. He faded away from mainstream society. It was quite a hand-wringing situation.
âYan Hongâs Archetype Nerve Formatting Study paper paved the way for the emergence of âBurnersâ. The results were revolutionary without a doubt. It's impossible to overestimate its significance. I used to be quite an admirer.â
No trace of adoration could be heard from Yingyingâs voice. There was only excitement: âThe problem is the issue of academic misconduct when he was 90. Someone exposed his results using Luo Yuandaoâs unpublished first-hand data. Thatâs right. The data came from those who performed live human experimentation in the wildernessâŠ... Your circle is quite screwed up!â
Your sister! Iâm not part of the academic circle!
Xie Junping silently cursed again. But Yingying stopped gossiping; she stuck closer to real analysis:
âLuo Yuandaoâs incident happened when he was 83. Luo Nan was only 3 years old at the time. The influence of his grandfatherâs scandal and his missing father certainly pierced through his childhood years. How could a child understand all of this? What sort of character would be manifested?â
âWe can see it right now. His manner of speaking is relatively gentle. His behavior is very virtuous, simply like the model example of morality. Without taking into account the issue that this may be an act, we can filter out two possibilities:â
âOne is that heâs compensating by being virtuous. He feels shame and guilt for the actions conducted by his grandfather. He subconsciously holds himself to a very high standard of virtue, cutting out everything bad.â
But Yingying immediately followed with a rejection: âOf course if this was the case, Luo Nan wouldnât have talked nonstop about his grandfatherâs notebook. Thereâs also likely some issue with the history of that flexible screen. What's he clearly avoidingâŠâŠâ
Yingying stopped explaining further. She directly jumped to the second possibility: âThe other possibility is that heâs being virtuous for a mission. If his grandfather possessed some sort of charisma, or maybe he didnât care for any preconceived notions, the event of 90 years that disrupted the academic circle must have given Luo Nan a sort of assumption or fantasy towards the achievements of his grandfather. After all, it was sufficient enough to exert to topple Yan HongâŠ....â
Xie Junping couldnât help raising his head and looking towards Luo Nan.
Yingyingâs description was synchronized. Her voice had the same cadence as reciting a poem:
âPerhaps his grandfather had suffered an injustice? Perhaps the 'Burningâ should have been his grandfatherâs achievement? That old fellow in the mental ward who is on the verge of dying is actually a great person misunderstood and unacknowledged by the world?â
âLuo Nanâs bound to have a feeling of solidarity with these thoughts, molding a sense of having the world against him, a sense of a mission. So heâs reserved, antisocial, resolute, and vigilant. Just like an anti-hero, he has the staunch resolution to charge alone against the worldâs dark plotsâŠâŠ Wow! Even Iâm moved!â
The corner of Xie Junpingâs mouth was twitching from hearing this. That person Luo Nan was still in front of him. Why was the person behind him sounding more and more like sheâs writing a screenplay?
Nevertheless, youths that were fifteen~sixteen years old like Luo Nan were at a period of life when theyâre filled with heroic fantasies. Looking at his utterly serious appearance, could it be that Luo Nanâs thought process was truly what Yingying says it is?
âSenior Xie?â Luo Nan asked a sentence which may have been a warning.
Xie Junping only just discovered that he had lost his manners in front of Luo Nan while being concentrated on listening to Yingyingâs âscreenplayâ. What if he really gets misunderstood? That would spell the death of him.
He hurriedly returned the notebook back to Luo Nan and naturally glossed things over by commenting: âThese drawings are quite decent.â
When these words left his mouth, Xie Junping felt a dried and stiff. He could not face what followed.
âThese donât count as drawings; theyâre mere sketches.â
Luo Nan maintained his politeness, but after he took back the notebook he politely bid farewell: âIf Senior has no other matters then Iâm going to go.â
âEh?â
Xie Junpingâs blank expression was like a work of art. Luo Nan faced him with a nod, placed the performance drink on the center console, and simply got out of the car.
HeâŠâŠ was clearly being doubted!
Xie Junpingâs mind was really empty. He hurriedly asked Yingying a question: âHey! Donât I need to say something?â
âSo it turns out all my saliva has been wasted!â Yingyingâs words contained hateful resentment: âYouâŠâŠâ
The noise transmitting to his ear suddenly turned quiet. Yingyingâs voice turned fuzzy and indistinct.
âHello, hello?â
âTszzzzz. TszzzzzâŠâŠâ
To hell with it! Thereâs a situation now!
Xie Junping sweated instantaneously. He saw the Luo Nan had already walked quite the distance. He had to do something so he rushed out of the car and shouted: âJunior. Iâll send you off!â
Luo Nan turned his head and responded: âItâs fine if I just run. Wouldnât Senior be inconvenienced?â
âHic! Thatâs true.â Xie Junping was embarrassed. Right now it would be disastrous if he was seen in public. He should retreat back to Mangzhong without delay. The key thing was to snip the situation in the bud. He actually needed Luo Nan to remind him of this. He had been struck dumb to a certain level.
Embarrassed as he was, he could only follow his usual habits to try to pull him closer: âThen let me arrange a dinner as thanks later. Iâll find a place and notify you within two days.â
Xie Junping walked over upon speaking, intending to exchange numbers and Luo Nan actually didnât refuse. The two touched their wristbands together and the exchange was successful. They even shook each otherâs hand in passing.
Right when Xie Junping was mulling over further words to say, the area to the side suddenly lit up, causing him to instinctively turn his head. All he saw was an azure arc of lightning jump across. At first glance, it appeared to be lightning, but it clearly was striking from the ground towards the sky. It pierced between the layers of clouds.
The surrounding electric lit buildings appeared to warp and distort, perhaps due to the arc of light being way too strong.
And at practically the same time, his flying car Phantom emitted an alarm.
âWhatâs going on?â Xie Junping turned around and he walked over towards his flying car. But he was only able to take a few steps before his internal earbuds suddenly rang with an ear-piercing screech.
He shouted loudly. He reflexively went to cover his ears, but before his hands could grasp his ears another pain was felt in his eyes. The HoloFilm contact lenses temperature increased suddenly. The HoloFilm sensed that something was strange, activating its auto-cutoff mechanism. All functionality was shut off.
Xie Junpingâs sight was blurred and his head was spinning. This was no illusion, but rather a vivid shaking, surging, and warping!
The solid ground beneath his feet instantly turned into a rocking junk boat on turbulent waves. He could see skyscrapers and giant bridges warping and deforming within his field of vision. Fiery stars could be seen floating and swaying in the distance, shining red on the unlit sky.
âEarthquake. Major earthquake!â
Xie Junping had only this thought flicker for a moment in his mind. But the ground went empty before he could completely come to. His entire body dropped downwards. And falling with him at the end of the bridge was the railing, rocks, and his Phantom flying car worth 500 million.
The bridge collapsed!
This bridge, known to be able to withstand a magnitude 9 earthquake, was like a bunch of toy building blocks being kicked over. Half of the end of the bridge suddenly crumpled.
Xie Junpingâs mind was just a sea of whiteness. He instinctively shrieked, his pair of hands clawing wildly, wishing to grab onto something for support.
He even grabbed onto something hardâŠâŠ some rubble that had fallen down with him.
His hand grasped this toy. This had no significance whatsoever besides adding to his mass!
Xie Junpingâs eyeballs were on the verge of bulging out, then his vision spun rapidly.
âAHHâŠâŠ.â
The miserable screech had just started when a stabbing pain was felt in the shoulder joint then his wrist. A great force pierced through his entire body. The direction he was falling seemed to have spun around in a flash. His entire body was swinging violently.
âAHHH! AHHH! AHHH!â
Xie Junping screeched at the top of his lungs. He screamed violently at a high pitch and he cried out in tears. The falling bridge had already slammed into the lower levels of buildings at this time, ringing out with muffled explosions. Smoke and dust rose up. There was also the alarmed screams of pedestrians. The situation had turned extremely chaotic.
âShut up!â A muffled voice pierced through the rumbling noise and entered his ear.
Xie Junping screamed two more times by reflex before he suddenly came to, violently shuddering. He raised his head and saw Luo Nanâs face and half a chest sticking out from the top of the bridge.
Of course, Luo Nan's arm that was reaching out with the utmost effort was the most important. It was scrawny, not thick at all. Yet that arm had firmly snatched him away from under the scythe of the grim reaperâŠâŠ Hic! That arm was still wrestling with death.
It was unknown whether Xie Junpingâs luck was enough.
The shock the overpass received was extraordinary. Although the bridge has been seriously warped, only the edge end area of the bridge had fractured. Xie Junping just happened to be confined to that area. Luo Nan who was only five steps away from him had come out unscathed.
But Luo Nan was only able to rush forward and fish Xie Junping's arm because things were precisely this way. Luo Nan didnât let Xie Junping fall and turn into meat paste.
The situation was still unresolved. Luo Nan gripped Xie Junping firmly, but clearly, Luo Nanâs strength was not enough. It would be difficult for Luo Nan to exert the strength to drag Xie Junping up.
The slope formed from the collapse of the end of the bridge was the most frightening. The angle was small, but Luo Nan was actually slowly sliding down under these circumstances. There wasnât anything to be seen in their surroundings that could lend them strength.
The possibility of dying left a bitter taste in his mouth. Xie Junping tried his best to find something to grab onto, but his hand was struggling free, making Luo Nan hook onto the knuckles of his hand. Their hands were dangerously sliding apart.
Xie Junping saw that his body was moving downwards, scaring him into screaming and squirming.
Luo Nan had a very ugly expression on his face. He opened his mouth strained: âDonât move. Grab my hand.â
Xie Junping was scared of his wits; how could he take in what he was hearing. He continued to squirm.
âDO YOU WANT TO DIE!â
A roar pierced his ears, causing him to violently shudder. Xie Junping looked up and just happened to see Luo Nanâs eyes.
Yingying had said that Luo Nanâs eyes glowed with light while Luo Nan was exercising. But from this distance, Xie Junping saw that Luo Nanâs irises werenât clear. They with thick and shot with blood. There were some traces of a green-yellow mottled color. But this mottled coloration seemed to have formed an otherworldly and bewitching sight that deeply penetrated into Xie Junpingâs mind.
Xie Junping was unable to describe what it was, but his heart had tensed up inexplicably. His entire body was frozen.
Luo Nan had spent a lot of energy roaring. This time his voice was quieter; it was also somewhat raspy:
âLook at your hand. What the hell is it doing!?â
Xie Junping turned his gaze to look and saw that his right hand, the one that Luo Nan was firmly grabbing onto, was curled fixed into a fist. It was stiff like a hard piece of wood. He was tightly griping a rock that had fallen down with him in the palm of his hand. The sharp edges stabbed into his palm, causing blood to flow. He didnât know all this time.
This was likely due to psychological stress. It was so much that he even lost all sense of pain. The rock and his bloody flesh seemed to be fused togetherâŠâŠ Hopefully, they weren't bound together.
âLet go!â ordered Luo Nan.
Xie Junpei wanted to let go, but his normally-agile hand was completely dead frozen, making him sweat freely with urgency. He completely ignored the orders: âI. IâŠ..wonât let go! I absolutely wonât let go!â
Luo Nan took a deep breath and glared fixed at Xie Junping: âDonât look at your hand. Look at my eyes.â
Right now Luo Nan was the only one who shouldnât loosen his hand, so Xie Junping listened obediently. Xie Junping acted like a marionette. He did whatever Luo Nan said.
Xie Junping looked once more into Luo Nanâs eyes. Those eyes were like a turbid vortex with their mottled coloration. His attention was firmly locked onto those eyes. Next, Luo Nanâs voice exploded directly within the depths of his mind:
âLet go!â
Xie Junping had only relaxed a single knuckle when he felt all the strength in his body be drained in a flash. His fingers loosened. The blood-cover rock fell straight down and smashed on his shoulder before falling off to the distance.
The pain woke Xie Junping. He felt his body go soft and heavy. He reflexively grabbed out with his hand amidst his own screams. This time his hand hooked onto Luo Nanâs hand successfully. This time he wouldnât let go.
With Xie Junpingâs hand sharing the load, Luo Nan was able to adjust his hand position, at last, to be able to properly exert force.
The taut situation was softened by this adjustment. Xie Junpingâs blood congested skull started to recover soberness. The element of feeling returned a little more to his body.
The cold morning wind blew over, causing his body to sway. Noise was also amidst the wind. And amidst the wind were the sounds of explosions. Some buildings had collapsed, causing rumbling sounds. There was also the sharp sound of sirensâŠ...
One didnât need eyes to be able to understand all the chaos that was going on in the surroundings.
He had heartfelt thanks towards this âAnti-Heroâ......Right now Xie Junping was completely convinced of Yingyingâs analysis. Otherwise, he would have certainly turned into a puddle of mincemeat among the rubble.
But he wished even more for this Anti-Hero to be able to produce more strength, to pull him upâŠ..
Then an inexplicable strong explosion came right when he opened his mouth.
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