As Zheng Fan passed by, a hooligan swung a stick, but he walked with his hands in his pockets, indifferent, and the iron rod passed through his body, hitting a police officer instead.
Similar situations kept unfolding.
The world, shrouded in red light, seemed to have been set ablaze.
The carnival of violence, like the blood they shed, dyed this world red.
Blood as fuel, violence eternal.
Zheng Fan watched, itching to twist off a few noisy heads and join the fun.
But there was nothing he could do.
There was a super cool beating party here, open to anyone, where all the hidden and overt psychopaths would gather. Guess who didn't receive an invitation?
Of course, it was a lonely Little Illusion on the roadside.
Sigh, I really should have brought Binary Little Sister along.
On the road, one could see people wearing special red and white clothes. The clothes themselves might just be common attire, but their colors were unique.
Lin Yilin had said that beings with red and white clothing were residents of the Violent World.
In reality, their clothes were originally all white, bleached very clean.
And the red was the blood they had been stained with through violence.
By extension, the more and deeper the red, the more powerful they were.
The weaker individuals looked no different from ordinary people, but those with a lot of red on them were truly formidable, almost like little superheroes, or at the very least, like Captain America from a movie.
When they plunged into the crowd, they immediately went berserk, and the splattering blood made Zheng Fan applaud from the sidelines.
However, these violent residents were not united against outsiders.
They made no distinction between friend and foe; in this world, it seemed that anything that moved became their target, even fellow residents.
It looked truly exhilarating.
Why did he transmigrate as a strange entity from the Black World?
He felt that the aesthetic here suited him better.
Zheng Fan couldn't help but ponder.
However, his excitement came and went quickly. As soon as he realized he couldn't join, everything before him instantly became dull and uninteresting. It was like every time he watched those gruesome B-movies; they always seemed good at first, but then he remembered he wasn't the one doing the acting, and it was all just a movie, and he immediately lost interest.
He arrived at Beixiao Road, a place he frequently visited when wandering. Most of the eyewitness clues Lin Yilin had collected about him earlier came from here.
This road connected Xiding Road, where the Zero One Office was located, and Dongding Road. It was a main road, easy to navigate.
Here, it seemed, another violent activity was taking place.
...
Bang!
A girl in a completely blood-soaked sailor uniform had her abdomen pierced by a bullet.
She was already covered in wounds, her dark eyes widened involuntarily, her body swayed, and her shoulder-length ponytail trembled with it. An abnormal amount of blood splattered on the surrounding street, and she swayed gently but did not fall.
"Jiang Si, we finally caught you. The game is over, come back with us." The person who fired the shot was a blond man with a slicked-back hairstyle, his suit a mix of red and white, accompanied by a large number of subordinates wearing various animal masks.
"Heh, I haven't had enough fun yet, it's still early, still early." The girl called Jiang Si sneered, her hands hanging at her sides, red threads draped over her arms, mixing with her blood.
The blond man with the slicked-back hair said nothing more upon hearing this, lifting his chin slightly, and all the people around him surrounded Jiang Si.
"It's quite unexpected that you managed to become a 'Killing demon,' but you're still far from mature. You're too naive right now; look at you, you're at the end of your rope," the man said with a hint of disdain.
Swish!
Jiang Si whipped the red threads around her, leaving traces on the ground. Those who couldn't dodge were all cut and bled.
The man remained expressionless, firing at the resisting Jiang Si.
Completely unable to dodge or block, Jiang Si's body opened up with several more bloody holes. Her pale skin was soaked in fresh blood, and blood continuously flowed from her mouth.
She gasped violently, breathing in the scorching air, her consciousness gradually blurring.
But she forced herself to stay alert, observing her surroundings, searching for an opportunity to escape.
"Hmm... It's black? So bold at such a young age? And it's even lace? Tsk, people from the Violent World are indeed violent." Then a voice suddenly drowned out all the surrounding noise, entering her ears.
She turned her head and saw a strange man with black curly hair and gray eyes, bending his upper body with astonishing flexibility to peek under her skirt...
Dressed entirely in black, he seemed out of place in the Violent World.
Who was he...?
Zheng Fan straightened his body, his attention quickly shifting away from the girl in danger: "She's dead, so it's convenient for people to take advantage while she's still warm. They're getting off easy."
Then he prepared to leave as if taking a stroll.
"...What are you doing?" Jiang Si suddenly spoke, making Zheng Fan stop.
She watched the entity before her slowly turn its head, a strange smile on its face, its eyes full of delight: "You—are you talking to me?"
Not far away, the blond man suddenly saw Jiang Si seemingly captivated by something, but when he looked in the direction of her gaze, there was nothing there.
Was her brain malfunctioning due to being near death?
Unlikely. Then could it be...?
The man's mind flashed with that possibility, and he immediately widened his eyes: "Don't answer!"
Bang!
Another gunshot echoed. The man quickly dodged and sought cover. Another group burst out from the street, but they weren't wearing the characteristic red and white attire; they were a gang from reality.
This suddenly intruding gang was quite powerful, and most importantly, they were all armed.
A gang capable of this level of activity must have a solid foundation.
Damn it, at this very moment!
This gang immediately opened fire on them. The man ordered his subordinates to ignore Jiang Si for now and return fire in self-defense. It was clear that his forces were actually stronger, displaying the characteristics of Violent World residents, but they were caught off guard by the sudden attack, throwing the scene into chaos.
Jiang Si hadn't reacted yet when a stick suddenly struck the back of her head.
Immediately, the world before her spun, her vision completely blurred, and finally, her consciousness sank into darkness.
...
A severe pain in the back of her head, as if her brain was being torn apart, this pain woke Jiang Si.
She suddenly opened her eyes and found herself in a dilapidated office building.
Overturned and scattered office desks and chairs were piled up around her.
What's going on...?
A hand suddenly grabbed her ponytail, lifting her head. The man's face that came into view was not anyone she had seen before, a full-bearded Nordic face that looked quite irritable.
"Is this her? Are you sure?" The big man asked in a deep voice.
The others in the room responded: "Yes, it's her. The Mellon Family has a bounty on her head, double the amount if she's alive. We just confirmed it several times, weren't you listening?"
The big man let go, chuckling: "This is just for insurance, a job from a big family in the Ring District, we might even be able to connect with them and build a relationship. We're making a fortune."
"Be steady when doing big things. In the Violent World, you need to control yourself, De Lu," someone reminded him.
"In this world, if you don't indulge, you can't unleash true violence," De Lu had a different view, but he didn't argue much, reason still prevailed.
"After the thirtieth, we'll take her to contact the Mellon Family. For now, let's guard this money bag well. More people want her than we thought, so stay alert."
Listening to their conversation, Jiang Si lowered her head, remaining silent.
She was processing her thoughts...
A large, imposing face suddenly drifted into her line of sight.
"Ah!" She was startled.
The people in the room immediately looked at her.
"What's wrong? Is the little princess still sleepy?" Someone couldn't help but tease her, seeing her disheveled appearance.
Jiang Si said nothing, but stared in shock at the black-clad man with a slight smile, who was shortening and retracting his snake-like long neck, sitting upright on a pile of office desks and chairs directly in front of her.
"You're called 'Jiang Si,' right? A Zombie? Never mind, there's already a Binary Little Sister, so a Little Zombie is acceptable too." Zheng Fan raised his chin slightly, greeting her.
Jiang Si said nothing, holding her breath.
She now belatedly realized what she might have encountered.
She had been careless, extremely careless!
In her tense state, she had called out to this kind of entity...
Deeper than red, so red it was almost black, an ultimate black terror.
The others around her couldn't see it, as if only she could see and hear it—an Illusion.