Gao Wu: After transforming into a soft girl, I became a calamity?

February 11, 157 of the Misty Calendar, Base City 181, Special Affairs Bureau.

"Hey, get up! Are you playing dead?"

"Slap! Slap!"

Ji Xuan groggily woke up from his sleep, only to be suddenly confronted with a distorted face.

Upon seeing the person in front of him clearly, he suddenly woke up with a start, and ignoring his slightly swollen cheek, he quickly apologized:

"I'm sorry, Manager Wang, I—"

"Falling asleep at work? 50 yuan deducted!"

The man in the supervisor's uniform made two strokes on his notebook, then left arrogantly.

Ji Xuan watched his retreating figure, clenching her fists involuntarily, but then sighed helplessly.

Fifteen hours!

He had been working for fifteen hours straight, how could he not doze off!

Ji Xuan looked around, and his colleagues all avoided his gaze, continuing to work with their eyes half-open.

There were still three hours until he got off work. He had been working here for two years, but he still couldn't adapt to this kind of intense work, and his body was severely depleted.

Unlike other exile base cities, Base City 181 has been established for decades and has a large number of ordinary people living there, mostly descendants of the earliest residents.

But here, the prices of daily necessities are not low, and there are very few jobs suitable for ordinary people.

A place like the Special Operations Bureau is already the best place to go; at least there is no real danger of death.

Unlike proper base cities, the special operations bureau here is under the jurisdiction of the gang that controls the area, and naturally, it is extremely exploitative.

Working 18 hours a day, the salary is only 150 yuan, and there are no days off all year round.

Thinking of this, Ji Xuan couldn't help but feel a sense of disorientation.

Is living like this really living?

But when he thought about his family's situation, he gritted his teeth and swallowed all his emotions.

Awaken... Awaken!

If I could awaken myself, wouldn't things be different?

But here, an awakening potion costs 150,000, and it would take him a hundred months of not eating or drinking to save up that much!

Not to mention that there's an old man in the family who's a sucker of his life's marrow; he probably won't have that chance in his lifetime.

"well……"

Ji Xuan sighed softly, helplessly emptying his mind, and praying that time would pass faster.

……

Three hours later, Ji Xuan walked out of the Special Affairs Bureau.

He gazed at the pitch-black night, his withered face unable to conceal his bitterness and weariness.

The sounds of fierce fighting could be faintly heard from the distant streets; it was probably some gangs fighting over territory again.

Ji Xuan bypassed the "bustling" area, groped his way in the dark, and entered a dilapidated neighborhood, finally arriving at the door of apartment 403.

He heard a man's angry curses and a woman's pleas and cries from inside, but he was used to it and simply pushed the door open and entered.

The room was dimly lit, and a middle-aged man stood in the center of the living room, still smelling of alcohol.

In the corner, a woman with disheveled hair and swollen, red cheeks was curled up.

"You're back?"

The man turned around, beckoned to Ji Xuan, and asked, "Where's the money?"

Ji Xuan stood at the door, glanced at his disheveled mother, and then silently took out a crumpled banknote from his pocket.

"That's all?"

The man's face immediately darkened when he saw that the amount was wrong.

"Where did the rest of the money go?"

That's all.

Ji Xuan ignored him, her voice filled with resentment that had been building up to its limit.

This old man is a Sequence 340 [Speed]. He is clearly an Awakened, but he is cowardly, lazy, and only dares to bully ordinary people like him.

Otherwise, if they went out of the city to explore the secret realm and mine soul crystals, even if there were many exploitation in the process, they wouldn't be in this situation now, struggling to even eat.

Ji Xuan decided to go all out today; rather than live like this, death wouldn't be so bad.

"Say that again, you fucking idiot?"

The man narrowed his eyes and slipped in front of him.

Ji Xuan raised his head, his breath reeking of alcohol, and said, word by word:

"That's all I said, are you deaf?"

"Snapped!"

Without hesitation, the man slapped him across the still-swollen redness on his left cheek.

An awakened being is still an awakened being; no matter how incompetent they are, they are not someone an ordinary person can resist.

Ji Xuan staggered two steps, grabbed the door frame to steady himself, and began to bleed uncontrollably from the corner of his mouth, accompanied by a sharp ringing in his ears.

"You little rascal!"

"Snapped!"

"You think you're all grown up now, huh?"

"Snapped!"

The man was hitting him hard, almost slapping his face completely off.

Just then, a hoarse voice came from the corner of the room.

"Stop hitting him!"

The woman struggled to her feet, cautiously tugging at the man's sleeve, her face full of ingratiation:

"Who makes money if it gets damaged? Just say a few curses."

As she spoke, she turned her head, pointed at Ji Xuan, and suddenly raised her voice, making it extremely shrill:

"Ji Xuan! How dare you speak to your father like that! Admit your mistake and hand over the money!"

Ji Xuan looked at her calmly, opened his mouth, but felt as if something was stuck in his chest, making it hard to breathe.

He closed his eyes and said softly:

"My supervisor deducted that much, that's all."

Just as Ji Xuan braced himself for another beating, the man simply snatched the banknotes from his hand, cursing under his breath, and slammed the door shut.

"Useless! You've been caught red-handed, haven't you? You'd better stay out there and reflect on your actions tonight, and don't come back!"

As he spoke, another series of crackling sounds came from inside.

Serves you right!

Ji Xuan could not hide the disgust in his eyes. He turned his back and walked away alone, without looking back.

……

The gang warfare continues, and it even shows signs of escalating.

Ji Xuan had just turned into the dimly lit alley, intending to find a place to settle down, when he encountered two uninvited guests.

One was a tall, fierce-looking burly man, and the other was a thin, blond man.

Upon seeing Ji Xuan suddenly burst in, the blond-haired man immediately scurried over, rubbing his hands together obsequiously.

"Boss, look..."

"He's just an ordinary person, kill him. Don't let word get out."

The burly man kept staring out of the alley, but the words he spoke made Ji Xuan feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

"yes!"

Huang Mao immediately straightened his back, turned around to look at Ji Xuan, and came to him in a few steps.

Before Ji Xuan could react, he was knocked to the ground by a punch.

Blood blurred his vision and his consciousness.

"Pah! Not a single penny? You poor wretch!"

In a daze, I heard the yellow-haired man's disgusted voice coming from beside me.

Clearly, this guy is also an Awakened One, just not at a very high level.

Even so, he could still easily kill Ji Xuan, an ordinary person.

Ji Xuan lay in a pool of blood, a strong sense of resentment rising in his heart.

On what grounds?

Why should I suffer this kind of treatment when I try so hard to live?

Everyone deserves to die!

As this thought arose, a sharp pain suddenly shot through his chest, and a chilling aura of death instantly permeated his limbs and bones.

"Holy crap, what's this?"

The blond-haired man exclaimed in surprise, attracting the attention of the burly man.

Just as he was about to reprimand him, he discovered that Ji Xuan's body had already turned into a pitch-black skeleton.

He shakily got up from the ground and looked up at the two of them.

Two eerie blue will-o'-the-wisps suddenly lit up in the empty eye sockets!