Title: 屠神之路
Author: 罗霸道
Zhang Yang, male, twenty-one years old. An introverted coward and pervert that never had the courage to enact his thoughts. Though sometimes he could do something interesting. Student in C city.
A month ago, a terrorist attack happened in the coffee shop he worked in during summer break. Zhang was carried critically injured and carried to a hospital. No one knew of the month of secret treatments, including his friends and relatives. When he opened his eyes, various people of different identities came to question the situation at the time every few hours.
All he answered was ‘I don’t know anything. I can’t remember anything.’ Zhang remained silent. He never said anything else the rest of the month, whether it be toward the police or doctor. He stared ahead and gave the same reply every time.
In the end, the police and doctor concluded: He really doesn’t know anything. And he’s shocked.
Of course that wasn’t the case. Zhang knew a lot. After that explosion, he inherited the memories of numerous people. During this month, he had been thinking of guns, machines, calculations, boxing… all fields he never thought about. He was just a normal student. But his brain right now was filled with advanced mathematics and obscure terminologies.
He was scared to say anything. Scared of becoming a guinea pig.
The train moved forward under the night sky. A young man with a pale face sat on the seventh compartment. Short hair. Eyes dazing out of the windows. A newspaper in his hand.
The young man was Zhang. The newspaper reported the list of death in that terrorist attack. He had seen this list hundreds of times. And that was how he confirmed he inherited their memories. However, he couldn’t understand why elites from all over the world came to a coffee shop in C city. Furthermore, these elites were in fields not related to each other.
He couldn’t think of a reason that had a singer and a boxing champion sit together for a chat. Nor the common language between a firearm specialist and a psychologist. Not to mention all of these elites sitting together.
This became an unsolvable secret. Because these people died. Zhang couldn’t know despite inheriting their memories. To be more precise, their knowledge, fragmented knowledge.
Zhang sighed. He moved his body after sitting there for several hours. He had been thinking for a month but it seemed like an impossible task to think through. He folded the newspaper and glanced at the girl next to him. That was when he realized this girl was very pretty. He regretted slightly that he missed such a great opportunity. Why did his mind wander off…
Of course, even if he didn’t, he wouldn’t have the courage to initiate contact with a girl.
Zhang closed his eyes a bit, trying to act tired. His body leaned slightly closer to the girl. He could smell the scent of a virgin girl from her hair. Zhang liked this scent. Furthermore, he could feel the skin on her arm was extremely smooth…
Zhang was a coward but he wouldn’t pass up a chance to take advantage when neither of them knew each other. This wasn’t school nor C city. They were on a train. He wasn’t afraid of people finding out his disgusting actions. Of course, he was only brave enough to move slightly closer to the girl.
Just one more hour before reaching C city. Most people in the compartment had fell asleep. Those who hadn’t were getting drowsy. The girl next to Zhang was quite tragic. He couldn’t tell if she fell asleep or was faking sleep. She shrunk her body to the corner. Eyes closed. Eyebrows shivering. A pitiful facial expression and a little disgusted.
Zhang actually saw that disgusted expression from the corner of his eyes. However, he didn’t care. No one could know him after getting off the train. Successfully getting advantage was a victory. Hehe. What was there to be afraid off? Wouldn’t get you pregnant.
As he was feeling that smooth skin and thinking of evil thoughts, his ears suddenly flipped. All the hair on his body stood up. A sense of danger struck throughout every cell.
Danger!
Zhang immediately sat up straight, which scared the girl. She opened her eyes…
His idly eyes suddenly turned sharp, like an unsheathed sword. Zhang felt that he was not the Zhang Yang from the past anymore. He had turned into another person. His mind still belonged to him but his hearing and reaction wasn’t his…
Zhang clenched his fist tightly then released them. Clenched and released. Finally, those trembling fingers calmed down. He looked toward the origin of danger.
As expected. Five tattooed muscular men pushed open the door to the compartment. Each of them holding onto a knife. The light reflected off the knives felt cold.
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