From the moment she kidnapped Erii, she became a roadblock.

Two people were walking along the path by Cold Water Lake.

The lake surface is silvery-gray at dusk.

Stepping on the accumulated pine needles makes no sound.

Guan Luo and Erii saw that a few thin patches of ice still remained on the shore, and at that moment, silence became a better language.

Birds chirped in the distance, and the branches overhead intertwined to form a net that spread across the water's surface, swaying gently.

The place where they lived was a beautiful picture from any angle.

The wind blew from the center of the lake, carrying the scent of melting snow.

Erii extended her little finger and gently hooked Guan Luo's palm.

The distant mountain ridgeline gradually blurred as the two walked towards the cabin.

Guan Luo reached out and grabbed Erii's little finger, then hooked his own little finger around hers.

The mountain sank into the April night.

The two-story wooden cabin on the mountainside was lit up with a soft yellow light.

……

3 a.m., in the western suburbs of Chicago.

Li Mo jumped from the second floor of the tenement building, which housed some homeless people.

He looked around. In the distance, skyscrapers were brightly lit, but just one block away, the streets here were deserted, with most of the streetlights broken.

The few remaining streetlights cast a ghastly white light, and the air reeked of cheap alcohol and urine, a nauseating mixture.

The wind blew, and the trash rolled haphazardly on the ground.

Li Mo is a contractor of the Paradise of Reincarnation. He came here following the guidance of the Paradise.

I once wiped out a gang. Their boss was supposedly a hybrid in this world, but he wasn't particularly strong. He just had some strange abilities that were difficult to deal with.

It seems that the world is not as difficult as I imagined.

Li Mo walked forward, following the shadows along the street.

Suddenly something blocked his way. At first, he thought it was a corpse, curled up and motionless, covered with a tattered cloth, with several needles beside it.

The basic information detection technique was deployed.

He could detect that the other person was a person, but the other person didn't seem to be in good condition.

Race: Terran

Type: Biology

Level: LV.3

Health: 30%

Mana: 20

Power: 2

Agility: 3

Stamina: 2

Intelligence: 2

Charisma: 3

Luck: 1

Bloodline: Unnamed, rare bloodline

Skill: [Endure Hunger]

[Firearms Proficiency]

……

Putting aside the shockingly low attribute values, just seeing that there's only 30% health left is quite frightening.

Having 30% health is already a death sentence in the Paradise; it's like a candle flickering in the wind.

Li Mo squatted down and used his knife to pry open the tattered cloth, revealing the face of a middle-aged man with a stubble beard, dirt on his skin, and a vacant stare at the sky, with dried white foam at the corner of his mouth.

Is this his mission objective?

Is this right? I haven't even made a move yet, and it seems like the other side is about to destroy me.

"Feed," Li Mo said.

The man's eyes flickered; he glanced at him, then turned back to look at the sky.

Li Mo had seen unfortunate souls whose minds were corrupted in the Paradise of Reincarnation, and prisoners whose minds had been broken by torture, but none of them were like this.

With a single strike, Li Mo finished him off and walked forward without looking back. He didn't even bother to dispose of the body; no one would care if someone like that died on the street.

As dawn approached, he arrived at another mission location, in front of which was an apartment building.

His main mission is currently to find a supernatural organization hidden among the people.

But it seemed someone had arrived before him; a white tow truck was parked downstairs at the apartment building, and the driver, wearing a fluorescent vest, was towing a gray Toyota sedan.

The window on the third floor of the apartment building was suddenly flung open, and a Black woman in a hotel uniform leaned out, her shrill voice ringing out:

"No! Please! Give me three more days! I'll get paid next week, and my daughter still needs to go to school!"

The tow truck driver, without even looking up, said:

"Madam, your loan is 62 days overdue. What we are doing is legal."

"If you want, you can go to the bank to redeem the car. You just need to pay off the outstanding balance and towing fees, which will cost a total of $4300."

Li Mo's dough twitched; before he had even made a move, the two targets were already in trouble.

The status of extraordinary individuals in this world seems rather low, as they are actually bound by the laws of the mortal world.

However, what he didn't know was that the hybrid organization he was now investigating was the lowest level of it.

It can't even be considered an organization; it's just a mutual aid gathering.

This is not uncommon, especially in this place.

Aside from being slightly stronger physically, they hadn't even awakened their Word of Power.

There's no difference between them when facing firearms and ordinary people.

Inside the amusement park, it's a real fight, and if you die, you die.

But when faced with the American death line, "civilization" makes living more desperate than dying.

After the tow truck driver left, Li Mo slipped into the apartment building, slit the black woman's throat with a knife, and gently laid her on the floor.

Just as the Black woman breathed her last, a treasure chest suddenly appeared.

"I'm so lucky," Li Mo thought to himself.

The contractors of Paradise, having experienced one or two worlds, have lost their sense of good and evil. In their eyes, there is only profit, not right and wrong.

I casually opened the treasure chest and received 100 Paradise Coins.

Then a packet of white powder appeared in his hand...

……

Guan Luo woke up a little early today. He was lying on his side, and his arm was not under his head, but Erii took it from him.

Guan Luo stared blankly at Erii's face, her hair a messy mess spread on the pillow, with a strand stuck to the corner of her mouth.

At the same time, he placed one of his lower legs on Guan Luo's thigh.

Guan Luo reached out, intending to brush away the strand of hair stuck to Erii's mouth, but before he could, Erii bit his finger. Although it didn't hurt, Guan Luo couldn't pull his hand away.

Erii had already woken up. Just as Guan Luo reached out his hand, she thought that Guan Luo was extending his hand so that she could bite it.

Guan Luo shook his hand, but found that he hadn't managed to shake Erii off.

Erii looked at him with a puzzled expression.

This is the downside of not being able to speak; even communication becomes difficult.

Guan Luo pretended to bite Erii's cheek, but Erii dodged backward, and Guan Luo then withdrew his finger.

After a while of playing around, the sunlight was already streaming in through the window. There was another kendo class this morning.

When I arrived at the college, I found that it was already quite late.

Their residence is quite far from the main campus, making it inconvenient for them to attend classes every day.

Guan Luo and Erii arrived at a sports venue, where almost all the students had already arrived and the class had begun.

The kendo instructor is teaching a lesson, and the students are gathered in the outer circle.

Guan Luo led Erii to stand aside and discovered that the kendo teacher seemed to be Chinese.

Wearing a white kendo uniform and holding a training bamboo sword, he demonstrated the movements.

Guan Luo seemed to have spotted someone who stood out from the crowd among the many students. No one within a two-meter radius of that person approached, and he had a cold expression on his face.

Judging from the style, this seems to be Chu Zihang.