Chapter 32 First Encounter – Part 1 (1/2)
Chapter 32 – First Encounter – Part 1
Sima Xin made a quick work on the rest of the thugs. Six had been killed within the span of three minutes after he had entered the alley. The last teenage thug stood at the edge of the alley, holding his sword and pointing toward Sima Xin.
”You are the last one. Give me your life!”
”Screw you! Who the hell do you think you are!? Immortal Zhang Tong!?”
”Hmm?”
Sima Xin heard an interesting information the last thug blurted out.
'Immortal Zhang Tong?'
'10/10 Chuunibyou naming sense. Does he wear an eyepatch, too?'
'Such flashy name. Is he an otherworlder?'
Sima Xin dashed toward the last thug. To his surprise, the thug didn't attack or charge at him. The last thug turned around and ran away. He jumped on top of a stall then leaped toward the roof of the nearby wooden building as if he was a cultivator in wuxia novel.
Sima Xin was astonished. That thug was nimble! If any modern bystander could see the thug's movement, they would think that the thug was a parkour master.
'That thug is not simple!'
'There's also that immortal Zhang Tong.'
'I want to question him.'
Sima Xin pursued the mysterious thug. Because Sima Xin was still a child, he couldn't utilize his previous movement experiences to the fullest. After chasing for half an hour, he was tired. Carrying a 4kg M16A4 loaded with bullets behind his back while chasing weighted him down.
'Ugh, I don't have my former stamina.'
'Where the hell did he go now?'
Sima Xin looked around him. During the chase, the thug went out of village and ran toward the nearby forest. Sima Xin was too concentrate in the chasing and didn't notice his environment.
'I've lost him.'
'I should go back. I don't want to get ambushed here.'
'But … where am I?'
For the entire afternoon, Sima Xin was lost in the forest. He managed to find a road back to the village before 5PM. He backtracked to the village to book a room in an inn. He wanted to sleep on a bed today.
Arriving at the inn, he saw a group of militias dressed in yellow cloths and heard their conversation by accident.
”Hey, I heard the other camp stops allowing the guys to leave the camp perimeters. Is that true?”
”Yeah, I heard it from Captain Bo Cai myself. The immortal closed down the camp and had all the guys building fences or digging holes today.”
”Is that brat really an immortal? Isn't he just a golden-spooned young master?”
”Go and try him if you dare. Over a dozen captains of our camp went to test him and came back as corpses.”
”What!? How could he? They were elites from our times. Did that brat use his men and ganged up on the captains?”
”… No. You've never seen the immortal in action. He killed all of them himself.”
”Lies! How can a brat alone kill them all!?”
”Like I said. If you don't believe me then go test him out yourself, at your own risk that is.”
”…”
Sima Xin's ears perked up. He heard an interesting name and title in the conversation, Bo Cai and the immortal.
It was likely that the immortal was an otherworlder. And the name ”Bo Cai” also sounded familiar to him, just like Zhang Jiao.
'Bo Cai, it's another familiar name.'
'Is he important in the history of China? Why did I feel a sudden déjà vu?'
'…Zhang Jiao and Bo Cai.'
'Hmm? Yellow cloths?'
'Militias with yellow cloths?'
'Zhang Jiao … yellow cloths militias …'
'The Yellow Turbans!!'
It was as if there had been a strand of hair blocking a mountain from his view, and the hair was now gone. With another clues, Sima Xin managed to put pieces of puzzles together and recalled his memories regarding this era.
'I'm stupid! This is the year before the Han Dynasty declined. It will be the Three Kingdom period next! I was born into THAT Sima clan and Sima Yi will rise within 30-40 years!'
Sima Xin's eyes sharpened. He also found a way to complete his current quest. The ex-bandits that the system had mentioned should be the Yellow Turbans. And the ring leaders were none other than Zhang Jiao and his brothers.
There were all here!