People in Terra, poor and weak but invincible

As evening approaches, the sky gradually darkens.

Qi Yan stood in front of the classroom window, looking up at the hazy sky.

"Zoya, how long has it been since Checheng saw the sun?" Qi Yan asked.

Zoya raised her head and thought carefully for a moment.

Ever since the Reunion Movement began to infiltrate Kiri City, her life had become dim and she had long forgotten to pay attention to details like the weather.

After thinking carefully for a long time, Zoya answered uncertainly:

"About a week."

"This is not normal. It looks like the time is coming."

Qi Yan muttered to himself, opened the window and climbed out.

His classroom was on the second floor, with a patch of soft vegetation below.

Qi Yan landed steadily on the ground, turned around and waved to Qi Lin and Zhuo Ya in the classroom, then walked silently towards the school wall.

He threw a few pieces of Originium fragments into his mouth, and a faint golden color emerged from his eyes.

Qi Yan's figure seemed to be weightless as he easily jumped over the towering school wall.

Zoya looked at Qi Yan's sudden agility and felt a little confused.

She suddenly felt like she was missing something.

"I'm hungry."

Behind her, Qi Lin stood up, pushed open the door of the classroom, and waved: "You lead the way and help me find the student group with the most food."

Zoya seemed a little hesitant until she saw Qi Lin lightly tap his fingers and freeze the classroom door instantly.

"I'll come right away."

Zoya trotted to catch up with Qilin.

On the other side, Qi Yan threw the knocked-out Reunion Movement member aside, and his mood gradually became cheerful.

"It seems that I have a talent for stealth. Among all the guards, no one noticed me."

With a relaxed and happy mood, Qi Yan successfully arrived at the street outside the school.

"It's a pity that I don't know where the sarcophagus where the protagonist of the game is hiding. Otherwise, I could just pull him out and send him to Rhodes Island. It would be a great achievement."

Qi Yan walked aimlessly on the streets of Qie City, silently memorizing the terrain of Qie City.

It was almost evening, but the street lights were not turned on and there was not a single pedestrian on the street.

Even the lights in the house were not on.

Even though Qi Yan clearly heard the sound of someone moving around in the house.

The residents of Che are still alive, but the city is like a ghost town.

The integration movement that occasionally wanders through the streets is more like a group of white ghosts.

Qi Yan hid in a corner, avoiding a team of integration movements, then thought about it and followed them.

With the strong physique enhanced by the golden pupil state, Qi Yan controlled his steps accurately without making any sound.

None of the members of the Integration Movement noticed that there was a new person in their team.

Until they stopped in front of a store, the leading team leader turned around and issued an action plan:

"This supermarket is one of our targets tonight. Remember, take more food and drinks, and less messy things... Hey? The little white-haired guy at the back, where's your mask?"

Everyone looked back at the same time, their eyes locked on Qi Yan.

Qi Yan looked at them, touched his face, and then realized the problem.

These members of the Integration Movement not only wore uniform gray-white uniforms, but also held masks to cover their faces.

However, this little scene was not a problem for Qi Yan at all.

He spread his hands, looking bewildered, and said:

"I don't know, and no one gave me a mask."

The team leader subconsciously felt that something was wrong with Qi Yan.

Could he be a resident of Che City?

Then he laughed at his own thought.

The residents of Qie City now treat them as ghosts. How could they possibly blend in with them as naturally as Qi Yan?

"Are you a new member?" the team leader asked. "After you joined the team, didn't anyone from the logistics department give you a uniform?"

“And the support staff?”

Qi Yan's face was filled with shock, as if he had heard some earth-shattering news.

The captain's mouth twitched slightly under his mask, and he cursed;

"The people in charge of logistics are getting worse and worse. They don't even know how to take the initiative to approach newcomers. Are they waiting for newcomers who know nothing to come to them?"

Qi Yan nodded in agreement.

The team leader cursed a few words, but when he met Qi Yan's innocent eyes, his heart couldn't help but soften.

"Forget it. I happen to have a spare mask here. You can wear it first. After all, we are a riot organization. We must protect our personal identities. As for the uniforms, I will ask the logistics staff for them for you when we get back."

A white mask was thrown into Qi Yan's hands.

There is no decoration on the mask except for two holes reserved for the eyes.

Seeing Qi Yan put on the mask obediently, the team leader stopped talking nonsense, drew the dagger from his waist, cut off the shop lock, and kicked the door open.

Other members of the Integration Movement rushed in.

Qi Yan mingled with them, following their example and smashing things while stuffing snacks into his pockets.

In a short while, the originally tidy shop was turned into a mess by the disaster.

At this time, someone dragged out a middle-aged man from the back of the store.

"Captain, I caught a civilian from Qie City!"

The middle-aged man was so frightened when he saw a room full of members of the Integration Movement that he trembled in fear and huddled up into a ball, allowing himself to be dealt with.

The team leader was busy collecting supplies and waved his hand impatiently:

"Don't show him to me. These Ursus people annoy me. Take them out and deal with them."

When the middle-aged man heard this, he immediately cried and begged for mercy.

But the members of the Integration Movement remained indifferent, and some even laughed heartily.

Qi Yan took a piece of ham and tried to stuff it into his pocket, but found that his pocket was already full and he couldn't put anything more in.

He snorted, raised his hand and threw the ham at the middle-aged man's face, cursing:

"You bastard, why are you crying? It's all because of you that I can't fit any more of this ham."

"what?"

The middle-aged man stopped crying and looked confused.

Can this be blamed on me?

"Are you still not convinced?"

Qi Yan was so angry that he rolled up his sleeves and rushed forward and started punching and kicking the middle-aged man, making him cry for his parents. Soon his whole face was swollen like a pig's head.

Even so, Qi Yan did not let him go. He panted and touched his waist.

But there was nothing around my waist.

He immediately shouted: "Where's my knife? Where's my knife? Someone give me a knife so I can stab this bastard to death!"

His crazy attitude frightened the members of the Integration Movement around him.

What's up with this new guy?

We are thugs, not psychopaths.

How could you get so angry just because there wasn't enough space for the ham?

"Well, newcomer, let's forget it."

Someone tried to persuade.

Upon hearing this, Qi Yan turned his head sharply, looked at the waist of the man who spoke, and stepped forward to draw out his dagger.

"What do you mean by that? I'm going to kill him today. I'll start from the feet and work my way up to the head!"

"Newbie, don't be impulsive, forget it, brother, you are my brother!"

The Reunion member whose knife was taken away subconsciously hugged Qi Yan.

The other members of the Reunion Movement were also terrified when they saw Qi Yan swinging the blade wildly, for fear that the boy would accidentally throw the knife out.

Finally, the team leader couldn't stand it anymore and shouted to the team members beside him:

"Hurry up and throw that man out. See how angry he is about our new guy. Throw him as far away as you can."

"I'll go right away."

As soon as the team leader gave the order, someone stepped forward, dragged the middle-aged man out of the store, and kicked him far away.

The middle-aged man rolled twice on the street and fled into the distance using his hands and feet.

Qi Yan watched him run away and roared:

"Asshole, don't let me see you again, or I will bite you to death!"

"Alright, alright, it's all over. Calm down, newbie."

All members of the Reunion Movement, including the team leader, tried to comfort Qi Yan.

There was a hint of sympathy in their eyes when they looked at Qi Yan.

What kind of persecution must he have suffered to be so angry?