Chapter 10 Sleepless Nigh (1/2)

Chapter 10 – Sleepless Night

There was six red dots. And all six dots were in his village!

It was obvious that those six were the otherworlders.

Tong's heart shook as he was nervous. He didn't afraid fighting the natives but he was afraid of the unknown ability that otherworlders had.

'What should I do now?'

'If I run into someone with range magic skill, like a fireball or a magic missile then I'll be screwed.'

'But I have more than 50% chance of victory if I can force one of them into a one-on-one fight.'

'And those that have physical skills are not my match!'

'… Fudge! Calm down my heart!'

His heart was beating 2-3 times per a second, as if he was about to have a heart attack.

This was the first time in this life that Tong had to prepare to face a life-and-death situation, which death meant he would return to Hell without any memories of his previous life, life in Hell and this life.

Tong was never afraid of death because he died many times in Hell already. But he would never want to become a retard for an eternity in an immortal body. The stake was too high!

Tong tried his best to regulate his breathing. He took deep breath and close his eyes to meditate for a couple minutes. Then he slowly opened his eyes.

'No need to be afraid. I have two trump cards.'

'I can stop time and I'm immune to physical attacks.'

'Medusa even trained me for almost 50 years in martial arts.'

'I can do this!'Tong motivated himself.

Tong made up his mind that he had to kill at least one otherworlder right now before the sun rose. If he didn't it, the degree of difficulty would be higher.

Tong couldn't possibly kill someone in the broad daylight or he would be arrested, which usually resulted in execution later on. Or if he waited till the sun went down, all otherworlders might had already left the village or there would be no one left to kill.

Tong dressed up and packed two daggers and a blade. Then he exited his room.

Tong sneaked out of the Zhang resident without being seen by the resident guards. He didn't want to drag his Father and his men into the fight of the otherworlders.

Zhang Jiao would need every single personal he had to strike down several major cities and strategic points in the early stage of the rebellion. And then Zhang Jiao would be in control of the central plain and became the Yellow Turban uprising leader as in the history.

'I don't really want to support his cause.'

'There will be those opportunist bandits and thieves mixing in. I'll find a way to get rid of them later.'

'But he is still my father. I even vowed that I will protect him. I can't tolerate abandoning him now.'

Tong dashed from narrow alley to another narrow alley. He avoided all open area such as main streets and plazas. Within 10 minutes, he arrived before a shabby shed.

Tong glanced at the HUD map. One of the six red dots were right in front of him within the shed. The other three dots also rushed onto his position from the South, East and West. But they were still a few hundred meters distanced away. The other two appeared at the same location, attaching to each other. Tong guessed that the two dots were probably in the middle of fighting against one another.

It seemed all of them woke up from the loud trumpet intro music and coming out to chase down other otherworlders.

All of them had the same thought, they rushed to the closest red spot.

Because Tong rushed here too fast, the nearest red spot stopped moving and hided in a shed while the other three were coming from a different direction in a distance away.

And Tong would now be pincered in every direction by four otherworlders if he didn't move away from his current location. He had run straight into the box of death.

'I've done goof. I shouldn't have rushed here.'

Tong realized his mistake. If he were to wait a bit longer in Zhang's resident, all of them would have crashed against each other and exhausted all of their strength. Then Tong could have come out fresh and reap their life.

'I'll remember this mistake. Plan before action. No rushing into a battlefield without planning.'

Tong made a mental note to himself. Then he glared at the shed in front of him.

'Let's not be reckless again and charge blindly into that shed.'

'That person knew I'm here but he didn't come out to fight.'

'To use this strategy to fight, if I were him what ability and tactic would I do?'

'I'll use a process of elimination.'

'He's definitely not a range type or he would fire something at me before I could get this close.'

'A direct melee type is also unlikely, or else he would come out and clashed with me.'

'A surprise attack or a trapping type?'

'Waiting and baiting, what tactic could be used ...'

'He knew I was here but he neither retreated nor fight. Just stay still …'

'It's either a trap or a surprise attack.'

'Then I'll just test the water.'

Tong looked around and found a hand-size rock. He grabbed it and threw it at the nearest shed window facing him, aiming to destroy the window.

The shed window was made by straws cover and old dried bamboos weaved together. The rock smashed through the window. A hand-size hole can be seen and a few fractured parts collapsed.

The window size was almost in 50cm x 50cm dimension. Through the window, a young boy, similar age as Tong, could be seen.

”Dammit!” He cursed.

The boy then escaped through the back door of the shed, leaving Tong.

'He ran away?'

Tong was surprised. He guessed that the person that was retreating should have laid a trap inside of his shed.

Tong circled around the shed to chase him, but he stopped his feet. A can-like object was thrown at Tong. It was a can with a handle on top. The can was already rolling on the ground, 10 centimeters away from Tong's feet.

'Fudge! Grenades!'

*BOOM!*

…

The boy who thrown the HE grenades looked back and smirked.

'Fool! I was a pro in P**G, do you think I didn't have an exit plan?'

'Ha! With this I'll have another 10,000 years to live! I'll be an immortal!'

'Thanks for the tips, noob!'