In a common wooden house in the 11th Borough in the main city. A youth around the age of seventeen or eighteen was sleeping soundly on the bed. The young man's brows were tightly furrowed. Although he did not open his eyes, his terrified expression made it obvious that he was having a nightmare.
On the young man's glabella, a one-centimeter-long fusiform mark was faintly discernible. The moment it appeared, it made people feel as if a third eye had grown on his glabella.
Suddenly, the young man's eyes widened and he sat up. His widened eyes were filled with terrifying fear and bone-chilling hatred. The moment he opened his eyes, the shuttle-shaped mark on his forehead disappeared. It was as if everything just now was an illusion.
" Phew…Phew…" The young man panted heavily, but he was completely unaware of the abnormality between his eyebrows. The young man raised his head and wiped the sweat off his face. He turned his head and looked out the window. In the courtyard, two cherry blossom trees had just begun to sprout. It was obviously spring.
The young man paused for a moment and looked at his arm in surprise. He muttered to himself in surprise,"What happened? Didn't I already die?？”
As if to verify if he was really alive, the young man pinched his left arm with his right hand.
"Hiss!" The pain made him gasp.
Looking at the gradually swollen bruises, the young man's face unexpectedly revealed a pleasantly surprised expression. After a moment, his expression changed and became extremely ferocious. He gritted his teeth and said,"Thank you! It was you who made me understand the true meaning of human nature's evil! Since I'm still alive, you should be prepared to pay me back!”
What was the reason for him to have such hatred?
This youth was called Dong Zhuo. That's right, he had the same name as Dong Zhuo, the overlord of Western Liang during the Three Kingdoms Era more than a thousand years ago.
He was originally a very ordinary college student in China. An accident had brought him to the present world. In this world, he was still called Dong Zhuo. His father was from China, and his mother was from the 11th District. His parents worked in China in this world, leaving him alone in the 11th district. He had just become a second-year student at the private Tengmei Academy.
Among his classmates, there was a boy named Takashi Komuro. He had two childhood sweethearts with him. One of them was called Takeshi Rei, and the other was called Takagi Saya.
Dong Zhuo was completely dumbfounded when he connected the names of the city, Fujimi Gakuen, Takashi Komuro, and Takeshi Reiki. As a fake otaku, how could he not know the name of the breast shaking revelation? All the evidence showed that the world he was in now was a beautiful two-dimensional world.
However, the 2D world he was in was clearly not as good as he imagined. Because in Dong Zhuo's memory, this world was about to collapse and step onto the edge of doomsday.
In order to survive the apocalypse, Dong Zhuo immediately began to prepare for the upcoming apocalypse.
Unfortunately, because of his loose tongue, he told the news of the impending doomsday to his old friends such as Takashi Komuro.
In the end, due to a coincidence, Dong Zhuo was thought to be crazy by Xiao Chamber and the others, and was sent to a mental hospital.
This wasn't the worst time yet. The truly unlucky start came after the apocalypse. When the undead ran amok and the order of mankind collapsed, Dong Zhuo was lucky enough to be protected by the country's violent organization.
Of course, it wasn't because they believed his words in front of the truth. On the contrary, everyone believed that the coming of the apocalypse had something to do with him. The agents tortured him and asked him how he knew about the doomsday.
How could an ordinary high school student endure such endless torture? Although they had good medical conditions, how could they treat him, the culprit, in the apocalypse? Under the mental and physical torture, he only lasted for a week before he died.
However, he did not expect that death was not the end. Instead, it was a new beginning, just like reincarnation. He returned to the time when he had just transmigrated to this world.
Looking down at his palm, Dong Zhuo clenched his fist tightly. Feeling the strength of his healthy body, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the cherry blossoms outside the window. He gritted his teeth and said,"Since I have a chance to start over, I will definitely not be a fool anymore. I still have a month left. I want to become stronger! I want to live!"
In this world, there were no superpowers, magic, or anything unscientific, so the only way to survive was to use hot or cold weapons.
As for fists, Dong Zhuo had never thought about it at all. Didn't he see how badly NTR's Takashi Komuro's Jing Haoyong died? If you take a bite, you'll become a dead body of your own kind!
Soon, Dong Zhuo set his sights on cold weapons. He had no access to guns, so he could only choose cold weapons.
Cold weapons were much more convenient because Dong Zhuo's father was a fan of cold weapons. He had collected many Tang swords, Han swords, samurai swords, Damascene swords, Guan swords, red tasseled spears, and even spiked clubs. There were all kinds of cold weapons from different countries and periods, even gong-arrows and powerful crossbows.
This made things convenient for Dong Zhuo.
Without even changing out of his pajamas, Dong Zhuo quickly walked into his father's collection room. Looking at the shining weapons on the weapon rack, Dong Zhuo felt a sense of security. This was the only thing he could rely on to survive the apocalypse!
He casually took out a long-handled spiked club from the weapon rack and waved it twice. Dong Zhuo was instantly stunned.
This spiked club was a weapon that could truly kill enemies on the ancient battlefield. It was not just for show, and it weighed at least 80 pounds.
Dong Zhuo didn't feel any heaviness when he swung the sword twice just now. Instead, he felt that it was very smooth!
"What's going on? Could it be that transmigration can strengthen my body? No!" Dong Zhuo shook his head and denied his guess. "If transmigration could really strengthen my body, then I wouldn't have been controlled and tortured by others before I was reborn! It seems that this rebirth is the reason why my body has become stronger!”
After finding out the reason for his body strengthening, Dong Zhuo didn't stay in the weapon collection room for long. After washing up, he changed his clothes and went out.
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