C45 (1/2)

It was almost 11 o'clock, there were only a few people on the road. Shuyue and I walked under the dim yellow light of the street lamp quietly.

After walking for a while, I couldn't help but ask, ”How did you know that the syringe I threw down was fake?”

”Auntie, I've lived with you for so many years, and I know what kind of shit you're going to shit in just a little bit.” Shuyue rolled her eyes and said:

”Do you think they're stupid? If the syringe was so important, they could have caught you before you went up to the roof — the person they wanted most was forty-three, they had been looking for it for years, and this time they found it, and they didn't do it so quickly in order to catch it and use you as bait. — The condition they gave me at the time, the syringe was just an additional element. ”

I felt in my pocket. I didn't expect that the ”God's Blood” that my father saw as more important than his life was an additional item that they didn't need.

”And why are you trying to carry this syringe around with you?” Shuyue asked me instead.

”I even forgot if you didn't ask me.” I looked around. There was a construction site on the side of the road, and it was night, and the workers had left early.

I ran to the edge of the site, took the syringe out of my pocket, and dropped it on the floor. I picked up a brick.

”Hey!” Have you thought it through? If this syringe is on the black market, it would be expensive, ”Shuyue said from the side.” At least several tens of millions.

”There's no need to take the exam. There's no need to do another five years of simulation for the intermediate exam.”

”If you like, buy whatever you want. If you get tired, go to Paris and feed the pigeons. If you get hungry, go to Alaska and eat seafood.”

”We can buy all the comic books in the world.”

”You can be the little princess.”

Little Princess? Sounds good.

After all, it's the blood of a god. If it really was brought out for auction, there would probably be a lot of people fighting over it.

I've been an ordinary kid since I was a kid, and I can disappear in a crowd in five seconds. No one can find me.

If he relied on his strength, he would be able to be crushed by at least 50% of the people in this world. Not much, just a population of over 4 billion.

His grades were plain and light, his appearance was so-so, his clothes were messy, and his life was lackluster.

But no matter how ordinary it was, which young lady didn't have a princess dream?

I also had fantasies of being helped by the fairy, from Cinderella to the noble princess, to the peak of life.

However, these miracles only happened in his dreams.

A real princess, not to mention Prince Charming, even the manor and castle were standard match.

Maybe money really can change my ordinary life.

”...”

Pull it down.

I lifted the brick and smashed it against the syringe.

What!? What!? Break! Chicken! Crack! Play! Will! ”Son!”

So many children!

To harm my father!

I'd rather be an ordinary person than have the Spring of Life repeat itself! What the hell!

Public! Your head!

Pow!

In the middle of the city, on the deserted side street, I heard the sound of bricks falling.

If I ever did anything out of the ordinary in my life, maybe in a minute, I knocked out tens of millions.

After a few hits, the syringe was broken into pieces. The blue liquid fell onto the ground and I sprinkled a few handfuls of lime on it. After rubbing it with my foot a few times, I was finally able to wipe off the dust on my hands.

”I can't believe that our Wangwang is such a righteous person.” Shuyue lazily clapped her hands and teased.

”It's a pity that although you destroyed this syringe, 'God's Blood' definitely did not stop there.”

Shuyue raised her head and looked towards the pitch-black night sky, ”Otherwise, those people from earlier would not have let you off so easily. They must already have it, so they didn't care. They even knew where it came from — what troubled the old man the most right now was how to use it to achieve the effect of 43. If ordinary people were forced to combine with the ”blood of God”, they would become monsters, like the other children in the Spring of Life. ”They did everything they could to find 43, and that's because he was the only one who succeeded in the experiment that year …”

”How can this be...” I was stunned.

I remember my mother telling me in the taxi — ”This syringe was the only one that was left on the Fountain of Life farm. It could even be the only one left.”