The immortal who travels the world

Chapter 1 If you can do it, please kill me
night.

The bright moonlight sprinkled on the ground.

This is a mass grave, and it is not unusual for a mass grave like this in the war-torn era.

No one will pass by during the day, let alone at night.

A silence.

Suddenly, a small dirt bag made a movement, and a pale arm stretched out from the dirt.

He crawled out of the dirt.

After brushing the dirt off his body, he could vaguely see that he was a handsome young man, but his face was a little pale.

He moved stiffly, as if he hadn't moved in a long time.

As the body swayed, the bones made a tooth-ache.

He picked up a newspaper in front of the grave next to it that had been burned for more than half of it.

It reads: The ninth year of the Republic of China.

"Did the Ming Dynasty also perish? How long have I slept this time?"

The young man had forgotten how long he had lived.

He remembered that he was born in a tribe whose people used animal skins to keep out the cold and used stones as tools.

Slowly, he discovered that his body was different from other tribesmen.

He will not grow old or even die.

He's like an outlier.

As time passed, he was keenly aware that the clansmen rejected him and regarded him as a monster.

Unable to bear the discriminatory gaze, he left the tribe and walked alone on the ground. He occasionally shed tears, but later learned that this emotion is called loneliness.

To this end, he took the initiative to make many friends.

He served as a vanguard general of the Yellow Emperor and fought against Jiuli for the Yanhuang tribe.

I have also witnessed King Wen deduce the Zhouyi.

He also helped the First Emperor to unify Liuhe.

He also traveled with Shixian to various famous mountains and rivers.

He watched one friend after another grow old and die.

And he is immortal.

So he stopped making friends and got used to being alone.

He has tried to commit suicide, but whether he jumps off a cliff, takes poison or feeds beasts, he has suffered injuries that are fatal to ordinary people and cannot be recovered.

He would pass out, and if he opened his eyes again, he would appear in the safe position he was in the moment before, with his body unscathed.

Like an incomprehensible, unimaginable spectacle.

His name is Lu Yan, and he is an immortal.

For Lu Yan, immortality is more like a curse.

Immortality tires him, not physically but psychologically.

In these thousands of years, without family, without friends, wandering around the world like a lonely ghost.

Slowly he learned to fall asleep and found a place to bury himself.

In a dark environment, time has become less important.

After waking up, he traveled in this era for several days, witnessing the misery of the lower class and the drunken life of the upper class.

Another class-solidified, insensitive scene at the end of the dynasty.

He had seen this scene many times, and it was a little boring.

He didn't like these times and buried himself again.

I hope the next era will be more interesting.

……

In a park in the city.

Lu Yan climbed out of the dirt.

I babbled meaninglessly in my mouth, and I didn't speak for too long, and I almost lost the ability to speak.

After making some adjustments, he walked towards the dimly lit direction.

It will be late at night.

Passing a closed clothing store on the side of the road, the clothes in the window are clean and tidy.

Lu Yan looked down and saw that the Zhongshan suit on his body was a little worn.

Frowning slightly.

A punch smashed the window.

Ignore the wound cut by shards of glass and the whining sound of the automatic alarm.

Picked out a black top and jeans.

At this point the wound on the hand has healed.

Although he is still young in appearance, he has lived for a long time and is very kind, and he does not feel irritable because the alarm keeps going off.

Cover the alarm with a piece of clothing, then take a backpack from the store to put the changed clothes on, and walk out naturally.

He has no direction, he just walks around at will to take a look at the world of this era.

"Hey man, do you know where there is an internet cafe?"

Suddenly, a very annoying voice sounded in Lu Yan's ear.

Turning back, two gangsters with yellow hair and a tattoo on one arm walked over to Lu Chen, and one of them put his hand on his shoulder arrogantly.

Are people speaking Northern Mandarin? Lu Yan thought to himself, he can speak this language.

Lu Yan put down the bag calmly, and asked kindly, "What is an Internet cafe? What era is this?"

"Damn it! Dude, are you acting stupid, yes, you don't know there is an Internet cafe, and you can borrow a few hundred yuan to be the Internet envoy for your brother?"

One of them, Huang Mao, took out a switchblade from his pocket and dangled it in front of Lu Yan.

"I have no money." Lu Yan answered honestly.

"Oh shit!"

Huang Mao was very angry. He dressed so well, and he didn't give him a few hundred dollars.

Immediately, he stabbed Lu Yan in the stomach with a frightening knife.

But Lu Yan didn't dodge, and looked at the belly with the knife inserted in the blood.

The two yellow hairs were a little dumbfounded, they just came out to grab some money, how could they have thought that they would encounter such a strange person.

Lu Yan grabbed a yellow-haired hand and snapped a finger.

The tone is still very kind: "What age is it now?"

"Ah~ no, big brother, I was wrong, big brother forgive me."

Click!

Lu Yan broke one of his fingers again, his tone unchanged: "What era is it now?"

"2010, 2010, bro!"

……

Yellow hair home.

The two yellow hairs covered their fingers, kneeling on the ground with bruised noses and swollen faces, shivering.

Lu Yan was sitting on their sofa, drinking a can of iced Coke that had just been pulled out of the refrigerator.

"Big... Big brother, we were wrong. We shouldn't have come out to steal money. Please spare us."

Lu Yan ignored it.

At this time, he was listening to the mechanical voice coming from his mind with great interest.

"Ding."

"It is detected that the host's psychological quality has reached the standard, and the reincarnation system has been bound."

"The first reincarnation trial will start in 30 seconds."

"Please stay where you are and don't move. Otherwise, you will be obliterated."

After sleeping for 100 years, such an interesting thing has appeared in this world.

Obliterate?

Really want it.

Thinking of this, Lu Yan stood up and left the sofa.

Go to the kitchen table and sit.

At this moment, the mechanical sound in Lu Yan's mind was frantically sounding.

"Five seconds to start teleportation!"

"Warning! Warning!"

"It is detected that the host deviates from the original place, the host please return to the original place immediately, otherwise it will be obliterated."

"It's about to be wiped out!"

Lu Yan's expression was calm, he waited quietly for five seconds to pass, and even took a sip of iced Coke.

"The erasure begins!"

Half a minute passed.

The mechanical voice in his mind made a series of inexplicable sounds.

"Unknown cause detected, erasure failed."

"It's being dealt with urgently."

"Initiate backup plan."

"The trial of the highest difficulty will be selected, please return the host to the place to start teleportation!"

Lu Yan sighed and shook his head slightly.

Sure enough, even this kind of magical thing can't kill me?
(End of this chapter)