I am the Executioner Dragon, but a cute mod

"Thank you."

The temperature at the scene suddenly dropped to freezing. Jackson sat on the ground against the wall, while the girl stood opposite him, watching the carriages and pedestrians passing by outside the alley. Neither of them spoke.

Jackson had suffered too much contempt and malice in the small world because of his ugly face. He never expected that a girl he casually saved would not be disgusted by his appearance and would even be willing to kiss him on the face.

Let alone in the [small world], even in reality, Jackson had never been kissed by a woman. Moreover, the girl in front of him was both reserved and bold. Although she wasn't exceptionally beautiful, her clean face was surprisingly pleasing to the eye.

After a long silence, Jackson finally broke the silence and spoke:

What's your name?

The girl said:

"Hero, my name is Shia."

“Shia…” Jackson looked up at the sky, that azure blue always reminded him of freedom. He looked at Shia, his tone involuntarily softening:

"I saved you, and you found me food. We're even now. Go... I'll remember your name."

Jackson started to drive Shia away. After all, he was a player, and he and Shia, a local, were from completely different worlds. It was too selfish of him to keep her around just because she didn't mind his appearance.

So Jackson chose to let Shia leave.

Kexia's reaction was somewhat agitated; she took two steps forward, her tone cautious:

"But... I want to stay and serve you."

“Serve me?” Jackson didn’t understand. If Shia only wanted to repay a debt of gratitude, then they had settled their score not long ago. Why was she so insistent on staying by his side?

Shia knew her request was a bit excessive, so in order to get Jackson to keep her, she began to tell her story.

Chapter 194: The Way to Become a Hero

“I grew up in a small village outside the city. My father loved me and my mother loved me. I am very happy to be born into such a family.”

However, six months ago, the guards arrested my parents, saying that our inferior race should be slaves instead of defiling the land that produces food.

I've become an orphan, without a father, without a mother, without a home... I really have nowhere to go, hero, can you take me with you?

Shia recounted her tragic past in detail, and halfway through her story, her eyes welled up with tears, as if she were about to burst into tears at any moment.

Seeing this, Jackson couldn't help but feel sympathy. Although having a native by his side would really hinder his actions as a player, he still agreed to let Shia come with him.

"Since you have nowhere to go, come with me. Although I'm not strong, I will protect you well."

Upon hearing this, a smile immediately appeared on Shia's face, as if she had received some kind of treasure. She said:

"Great! Thank you, hero! Where do we go now?"

"Don't call me a hero, it's too formal. Just call me Jack." Jackson made up a name on the spot, and then began to think about where to go.

According to Gojo Satoru's instructions, he should make contact with the extraordinary, and the known way to do so is through the minor nobles who had oppressed him and their guards. Obviously, getting close to them is extremely difficult.

As a local, Shia might know some clues?

Jackson thought about this and found it ridiculous. The way to obtain extraordinary power was obviously a secret. How could a random girl he met on the street possibly know it?

Nevertheless, Jackson still asked the question without much hope:

"Hey, Shia, do you know how to obtain superhuman powers?"

"Extraordinary power?" Shia asked, seemingly puzzled as to why Jackson would ask such a question.

I really didn't know...

Jackson chuckled self-deprecatingly and prepared to temporarily shift his focus to solving the food problem; without a stable food source, he would starve to death before long.

However, at this moment, Shia said:

"Brother Ying... Jack, you probably want to know how to become a hero, right?"

“A hero?” Upon hearing this familiar yet unfamiliar word, Jackson looked at Shia, gesturing for her to continue.

Shia said:

"A hero is someone stronger than an ordinary person. To become a hero, you only need to kill one monster. The more monsters you kill, the stronger you become."

"Oh! There's such a setting?!"

Upon hearing this news, Jackson was extremely surprised. It turned out that to become a superhuman, all you needed to do was kill a monster. It was simple and straightforward, just like leveling up in a game.

However, there was one thing Jackson didn't understand:

"Shia, how did you know about this? This kind of information should be a secret, right?"

However, Shia innocently stated:

"Brother Jack is from out of town, right? Everyone here knows about this. But many years ago, the common monsters were all killed by people who wanted to become heroes. If you want to find monsters, you can only go into dangerous places."

Is that so? It's not that simple after all...

Jackson pondered. After learning how to become a superhuman, he decided not to stay in the city any longer. After all, he had no identity and could be captured by slave traders at any time. He might as well go out into the world and try his luck. What if he became a superhuman?

Jackson glanced at the public chat. Since issuing that order yesterday, Gojo Satoru hadn't issued any instructions, which meant he was acting according to his own ideas.

So Jackson said to Shia:

"In that case, let's go find monsters. Only by becoming heroes can we have the means to survive in this world."

Shia wholeheartedly supports Jackson's choice.

That evening, taking advantage of a break in the guards' shift, Jackson led Shia out of the city gate and ran wildly towards the outside of the city.

Because it was not suitable to move under the cover of night, the two sides rested for the night in a deserted village outside the city. It was Shia who guided Jackson here with her familiarity with the terrain; this was the village where she was born.

However, this village was vastly different from the one Shia remembered. The people had all been taken away, and the land had been abandoned as a result.

The sight of the scene brought back happy memories of Shia with her parents, and Jackson spent the night listening to Shia's sobs.

He offered no words of comfort, and the next day, he hurriedly led Shia away from the village, heading towards the forest.

In the forest, Jackson had ways to get food, so he wouldn't go hungry like he did in the city. Besides, Shia also said:

"The sparser the population, the greater the likelihood of monsters."

Whether for food or to become a hero, Jackson had no choice but to enter this forest.

But then another problem arose: as a seasoned gamer, Jackson had almost no outdoor survival experience, and the chances of finding food on his own were slim.

He finally remembered that he was still live streaming, so he asked his viewers for help from outside the platform:

"Hey everyone, could you help me search for how to make a trap to catch prey? I have absolutely no experience in outdoor survival."

Upon hearing this, several comments appeared on the screen:

[Finally remembered us?]

[They speak politely when they need something, but discard it when they don't. What a worthless piece of trash.]

Since you're so sincerely asking for help, I'll take pity on you and help you out...

Seeing these comments, Jackson breathed a sigh of relief. Although his viewers were sometimes silly, they were quite helpful when it mattered.

And so, Jackson began waiting for his fans to share their outdoor survival experiences, but it took quite a while.

Seeing the comments that had nothing to do with outdoor survival experience, Jackson became impatient: "What's going on? Hasn't he come back yet after all this time?"

However, he soon realized, thanks to the reminders from the chat, that the time flow in the small world was a hundred times different from that in reality. It might only take viewers a few minutes to leave the live stream to look up information, but he would have to wait for several hours.

"Sigh, for the first time I feel that there's no good in time flowing too fast." Upon hearing this news, Jackson immediately deflated. There was nothing he could do but quietly wait for good news from his fans.

Just then, Jackson suddenly smelled a faint scent of blood, and he immediately perked up.

There are only a few possibilities when you smell blood in the forest: either a wild animal is hunting, or some animal is injured.

Jackson automatically prepared for the worst-case scenario. To prevent being attacked by nearby wild animals, he called out to Shia:

"Shia, get out of here quickly! With our strength, we're almost certainly going to die if we encounter a ferocious beast..."

As Jackson spoke, he looked around, and when his gaze swept behind him, he froze, because Shia had already left.

Recalling the faint smell of blood emanating from afar, Jackson immediately had a bad feeling. His heart skipped a beat, and disregarding the danger, he headed towards the source of the smell.

"Shia, you mustn't get hurt...!"

Chapter 195: Roasting Rabbit

When Jackson parted the bushes and arrived at the place where the blood smelled, the scene he had imagined—Shia being pounced on by a wild beast—did not happen. What he saw was Shia squatting on the ground, holding a wild rabbit with a broken head and blood streaming down its face.

Jackson's running attracted Shia's attention. Seeing Jackson, Shia's eyes lit up with joy. Holding the lifeless rabbit, she proudly exclaimed:

"Brother Jack, you're here... Look, we don't have to go hungry anymore!"

Seeing that Shia was alright and had even caught a little rabbit, Jackson was momentarily confused. He blinked and asked:

"Shia, this rabbit..."

"It's a stone. The rabbit was too agile for me to catch, so I threw a stone at it. Luckily, I succeeded on the first try."

Shia's cheerful words eased most of Jackson's worries. He walked up to Shia, adopting a serious expression:

"Shia, you must never leave without a word again. You made me so worried, you know?"

Upon hearing this, Shia immediately lowered her head. She didn't know how important she was to Jackson; she just wanted to demonstrate her value as much as possible so that Jackson wouldn't abandon her.

"I'm sorry... Brother Jack, it won't happen again next time." Shia said weakly, like a wronged kitten.

Seeing Shia like this, Jackson couldn't bear it. He wanted to reach out and pat her head, but his hand hovered above her head and didn't fall.

"I'm not blaming you. Let's go find a place to roast rabbit."

Jackson withdrew his hand. As a gamer who had been single for 28 years, he still couldn't bring himself to pat a girl's head as naturally as a gentle male protagonist in anime.

He turned and walked back to where he had come from. There was an open space there, with some dry branches around, where he could try to start a fire by rubbing sticks together.

Upon hearing his words, Shia's previous dejection vanished, and she quickly ran to Jackson's side, a smile returning to her face.

"Yay! Brother Jack, I can roast rabbit now! Leave the roasting to me!"

"Okay, then I'll leave it to you." Of course, Jackson didn't know how to roast a rabbit, and he only learned about starting a fire by rubbing sticks together in elementary school, so naturally he didn't show any desire to do so at this time.

As time went by, the sun gradually rose higher overhead, but fortunately there were many shades in the forest, so it wasn't too hot hiding there.

Jackson sat under the tree, watching Shia skillfully build a small chimney with stones, then gather firewood and start a fire by rubbing sticks together. Once the flames were lit, Shia placed the prepared rabbit over the fire to roast.