The drunkard looked back at the bin again. "The godly remains have already been collected by the cleaners? But don't the cleaners come at midnight to take the trash?"
"Did I actually drink with Bru for most of the day? And we only had four or five bottles in all that time?!"
He scratched his head怅然地 (pensively) and muttered to himself, "Getting older, my alcohol tolerance is shot... Two bottles can make me drunk for half a day now. Gotta drink less in the future... To avoid... hic ... affecting the god hunts..."
After saying this, he staggered away.
Qin Siyang didn't hesitate, couldn't afford to overthink. He just ran exhaustively through the small paths.
The paths were dark and deserted, allowing him to escape at full speed.
When a path ended and he returned to the main road, he would resume acting like an ordinary pedestrian, head down, walking quickly, then look for an opportunity to enter another side path. This escape strategy served him well all the way; no one noticed this shabbily dressed youth.
Perhaps due to his Sequence ascension, his physical stamina was replenished. The previous fatigue vanished, and the muscles throughout his body felt even more vibrant as he moved.
"I've been running for almost twenty minutes, passed one bus stop, and still no one is following me."
Qin Siyang remained extremely vigilant, his heart pounding, blood continuously rushing to his head,刺激着 (stimulating) him to maintain the highest level of concentration.
His peripheral vision scanned the surroundings, and he listened for footsteps behind him, afraid of being discovered.
"Dammit! If that drunkard hadn't stumbled upon me, I could have finished everything! I was so close!"
Thinking of the drunkard, Qin Siyang felt some resentment, but also a bit of庆幸 (relief).
The man was heavily intoxicated, couldn't even walk steadily, taking two steps forward and one back, needing to lean on the wall.
He probably couldn't see Qin Siyang clearly, and his consciousness was模糊 (hazy).
If the person who saw him hadn't been drunk, they would likely have noticed the problem immediately and reported it to the Unified Government.
Then he might have been caught already!
It seemed heaven was watching over him.
"If I were caught with this backpack full of godly remains, I'd truly have a hard time explaining myself."
Even if he hadn't taken the remains, he would still be within the search radius, making escape difficult. Let alone with a dozen remnants in his backpack.
The reason he took them was that he could foresee the福利 (benefit) of finding godly remains in garbage bins would basically be over after tonight.
The theft of godly remains wasn't a terribly serious matter because these remnants were useless.
Qin Siyang had seen online last time: "Humans cannot digest godly remains; they either vomit them out intact or pass them out in feces."
No one would take useless godly remains.
Although the remains were useless, their disappearance was very诡异 (bizarre).
If they're useless, why would someone steal them? Could there be some conspiracy behind it?
Two consecutive days of disappearances from bins at two different locations would undoubtedly attract considerable attention.
The police department had probably already noticed.
Qin Siyang's consecutive days of bin theft were aimed at getting stronger in the shortest time possible. Others might take a gradual approach, taking some periodically, not clearing them out completely at once.
But Qin Siyang had been burned by "gradual progress" in his previous life.
He thought work was about slow, step-by-step accumulation, gradual growth, leading to promotions and raises. But he never got that promotion before he died.
This made him realize that slow planning suits those with a foundation, the capitalists, not a pauper like him. "Eager for quick success" was the better strategy for bottom-tier workers to翻身 (turn their fate around).
Because his ability to withstand variables was too poor; even the slightest disturbance could crush him.
What if the Unified Government stationed guards at every bin in the future? How would he cope then? Hide forever? The next opportunity might be who knows how far away.
Reborn into this life, he was unwilling to wait silently again. If it could be done today, he absolutely wouldn't wait until tomorrow.
Better early than late; delays breed trouble.
It was foreseeable that Qin Siyang trying to take godly remains from bins again carried a high probability of exposing himself.
Since this was the last time, and the person who discovered him was a slow-reacting drunkard, of course he had to take as much as possible.
Taking a step back, whether he took these remains or not, once caught by the Unified Government, escape would be very difficult.
The bold get stuffed, the timid go hungry!
Seeing the backpack was starting to seep blood, Qin Siyang switched to holding it in his arms, then ducked into a small path to continue sprinting home.
The small paths, unlike the main road with its dim streetlights at intervals, were plunged into complete幽暗 (gloom).
The only light came from the starlight in the sky, filtering down through the defensive glass at the Safe Zone's top.
With his enhanced physical attributes, Qin Siyang could see the path in the dark alley clearly.
The dark environment恰好 (happened to be) his advantage, concealing his face. Even if someone was there, he could run past without顾忌 (scruples), not worrying about exposing himself.
He'd just run all the way home like this!
However, just as he turned into a particularly dark alley, something unexpected happened.
A small knife flew from a corner, aimed straight for his right eye.
What's going on?!
His agility far surpassed ordinary people. Seeing the knife, he immediately dodged.
The knife fell to the ground, hitting the alley's stone pavement with a crisp clang.
Qin Siyang's gaze locked onto three figures by the roadside.
The three had messy long hair and faces full of mockery.
"Didn't expect to find a fat sheep passing by while sleeping here."
"Guess it's our lucky day, brothers!"
The three stood up, surrounding Qin Siyang.
Qin Siyang asked coldly, "What do you want?"
"What do we want? Do you even need to ask? Robbery, of course."
Robbery?
Couldn't these people see his coat was very shabby? What was the point of robbing a poor kid like him?
"I have no money," Qin Siyang frowned, inwardly anxious about the passing time.
He had no time to argue with these three here.
The incident of the missing godly remains could be exposed at any moment; he needed to get far away from Exit 89757 quickly.
His current location was only two stops away from there, far from safe.
And he was holding a backpack full of godly remains!
One of them brushed aside his somewhat greasy bangs, revealing a nasty grin. "No money? Fine. Just leave the backpack then."
These three were targeting his backpack?!
Qin Siyang glanced at the backpack in his arms, using his hand to cover the seeping bloodstain, thinking to himself that things had taken a bad turn.
"There's nothing valuable in this backpack, but I can't give it to you."
"Nothing valuable? Then open it and let us see!"
Qin Siyang looked at the muggers. They were just ordinary people. If he wanted to escape, they certainly couldn't stop him.
He was considering which direction to break through when one of them taunted,
"Kid, running so fast in these alleys, like you're running for your life... must be because you're carrying something you shouldn't in that bag, right? Tell you what, we're not greedy. You keep one quarter, give the other three quarters to us three brothers. We'll help keep your secret. How about it?"
Another chimed in, "Right! Leave the stuff, and we three can pretend we never saw you. Otherwise, you're in for a beating. Even if you can run, the three of us can report you to the police! When you turned in here, the streetlight lit up your face. We remember it!"
Hearing this, Qin Siyang's feet, ready to flee, froze.
These three had seen him. That meant the risk of exposure.
If they really went to the police to report him, wouldn't all his efforts be wasted?
Suddenly, a murderous intent arose in his heart.
The凶光 (ferocious light) in his eyes was immediately caught by the experienced thugs, seasoned from years in the grey areas of life.
"Boss, this kid's eyes look like he wants to kill!"
"Kill? Hah, with just him, a poor brat? Since he's thinking of killing us, that means the treasure in that bag is priceless! Then let's finish him off, brothers, and take the wealth in that bag for ourselves!"
Saying this, the three each pulled out a knife and lunged at Qin Siyang one after another.
Qin Siyang had never killed anyone before; it was just a thought that had crossed his mind.
For Qin Siyang, who had lived an ordinary life in a civilized society, killing wasn't an easy thing.
He hadn't been able to fully resolve to kill, but now these three thugs恰好 (happened to) back him into a corner.
"If heaven wills your death, then don't blame me."
"The kid's got a mouth on him! Kill him!"
The three, seeing Qin Siyang had nowhere to dodge and would surely be stabbed by their blades, started feeling triumphant.
However, their attacking postures seemed as weak and clumsy as a three-year-old's in his eyes.
Qin Siyang threw a straight punch, swiftly aiming for the face of the closest man.
As his knuckles made contact with the man's nose bridge, his fingers clearly felt the vibration of a crisp break.
But the sound of breaking didn't stop. The man's face continued to cave in along his fist, the vibrations of shattering bones接连响起 (sounding one after another).
Finally, blood was squeezed out from his collapsed mouth and nose.
"Thud!"
The man was sent flying off his feet by Qin Siyang's punch, landing seven or eight meters away, rolling a few more steps on the stone before stopping.
Qin Siyang's sharp senses allowed him to clearly witness the entire process of his lethal punch, and his heart surged with热血澎湃 (fervent excitement).
He had killed someone!
That face, now unrecognizable, was turned towards Qin Siyang and the other two thugs with a strange expression.
The other two, seeing this, trembled with fear and immediately realized they had provoked a Sequence Ability user!
But fear was one thing; the two didn't retreat.
They were fugitives with murders on their hands. They清楚地知道 (knew clearly) that at this point, it was kill or be killed. Pleading was useless!
The only way to survive was to kill Qin Siyang!
The two charged at Qin Siyang even more疯狂地 (madly), brandishing their knives to stab him to death.
Qin Siyang stepped back with his left leg and delivered a flying sweep with his right leg, kicking directly at one man's waist.
Again, more crisp bone-cracking sounds traveled up his leg bone.
He saw the man fold at a bizarre angle into two parts, swinging through the air along with his leg.
When Qin Siyang retracted his leg, this person, broken in two and only connected by skin and flesh, crashed into the last thug charging at him, and the two tumbled backward together several times.
Qin Siyang didn't hesitate. He leaped forward, reached the man who was撞得七荤八素 (dazed from the impact), and raised his fist again.
"Spare me! I'll give you all the money I have..."
At this point, the instinct for survival made the thug choose to beg for mercy.
But Qin Siyang didn't give him a chance to continue. This punch landed on the side of his face, shattering his skull.
"Kill you, and the money on you is still mine."
After killing three people in quick succession, the murderous intent in Qin Siyang's heart gradually faded, quickly replaced by an inexplicable emptiness.
He sighed怅然地 (pensively).
He hadn't expected to actually kill someone.
But it was also self-defense. Nothing more to say.
Moreover, Qin Siyang felt that killing these three was likely not the end, but a beginning.
A beginning to acclimatize him to being able to kill.
Qin Siyang silently psyched himself up, calming his body, which was trembling nervously from the killing.
Once calm, Qin Siyang didn't leave immediately. He remembered that some Sequences mentioned on the «God-Slayer Camp» could read the final memories of corpses.
To avoid exposure, he used one of the men's clothes to wrap his fist and smashed the heads of all three to pulp.
After cleaning the scene and carefully wiping away bloodstains, he took all the money from their clothes, stuffed the three corpses into a dark, abandoned storeroom,
and set a fire to burn the bodies,顺便 (taking the opportunity) to burn his own bloodstained coat as well.
He did this to prevent any Sequence Ability users from tracking him through the scent on the corpses.
Although he didn't know if any Sequence Ability user could track by scent, he felt it was very possible.
He chose this storeroom precisely to avoid someone tracking him by scent.
He noticed the path in front of the storeroom was muddy with many different footprints, indicating many people had passed here, which could混淆 (confuse) the scent.
To avoid leaving his own footprints in the mud, he carefully used his strength and agility to jump on the rubble, leaving none behind.
"Hope there are no problems."
Worried the flames might attract attention, Qin Siyang fled the scene at full speed once he confirmed the fire had engulfed the three.
This time, he ran with all his might, like a madman.
If anyone saw him in these alleys, they might think what just passed wasn't a person, but a high-speed vehicle.
Qin Siyang ran continuously for over half an hour before returning to the main road.
His heart was still somewhat激动 (agitated) from his first kill.
But he felt no panic anymore, and his gaze had become firmer.
"I regret their deaths, that's all."