"Don't go!"
"Help me!"
Xia Qiu stretched out his blood-soaked hands and shouted desperately, but instead of stopping, the driver responsible for the accident slammed the accelerator and sped off with a roar, disappearing into the distance.
Watching the sports car drive farther and farther away, about to vanish from sight, Xia Qiu fell into complete despair.
All hit-and-run drivers deserved to be caught and executed—damn it, he could have been saved!
Perhaps out of panic, the fleeing car suddenly crashed into a roadside barrier and plunged into a canyon.
A few seconds later—
With a deafening explosion, the car erupted into flames, forming a mushroom cloud.
Xia Qiu was stunned. Even something like this could happen?
It was as if God was watching everything—unable to tolerate such evil.
Both the man and woman who caused the accident were now dead. In a way, it didn't seem like much of a loss.
But after a few seconds of thought, Xia Qiu still felt he had suffered the greatest loss.
Damn it… accidents like this are only "profitable" when they don't happen to you.
Struck by a speeding sports car, Xia Qiu was gravely injured. His entire body was paralyzed, and he had completely lost the ability to move.
Worse still, when he fell, he struck a sharp stone that pierced straight through his kidney.
Blood gushed out as his consciousness began to fade.
Am I really going to die like this? I can't accept it!
His life of just over twenty years felt far too short. There were still so many wonderful things in the world he had yet to experience.
And if he died… what would happen to the figurines filling his room? What about the "foreign language study materials" stored on his computer?
In that ant forest where he had cultivated "green energy" for nearly two years, the poplar tree hadn't even been planted yet.
The only upside… was that he wouldn't have to repay Huabei next month.
If I had known something bad would happen, I would've at least maxed out Huabei. What a mistake!
Perhaps due to blood loss, Xia Qiu felt his entire body heating up, as if he had fallen into a furnace.
Everything felt hot… Is this what dying feels like?
At that moment, a voice suddenly echoed in his mind.
What… was that?
With his consciousness fading, he couldn't hear it clearly.
[If it weren't for that kidney-piercing blow… wouldn't I already be dead?]
Resistance to piercing? Resistance to physical attacks?
Huh???
A flash of realization struck Xia Qiu's mind.
Wait… why does this feel so familiar?
Isn't this exactly like that scene in "That Time I Got Reincarnated as a Slime," where the protagonist gains skills after dying?
Could it be… he was about to transmigrate into another world?
In other words—he might not have to die?!
Xia Qiu trembled with excitement, but overwhelming joy only brought more pain. His body suddenly convulsed, tearing his wounds further open. The agony pierced deep into his soul as blood gushed out even faster.
"It hurts! I'm bleeding even faster! Am I going to die before I can even finish speaking?!"
Pain nullification was a miraculous skill—but what was a "bloodless body"?
Was he going to turn into a slime?
Xia Qiu wanted to cry, but no tears came. He liked that "Cute King," but if this really happened… how many joys of life would he miss?
He had wanted to avoid this kind of fate, but destiny seemed to be playing a cruel joke on him.
His breathing grew heavy, like a broken bellows, each inhale producing a harsh wheezing sound.
His consciousness began to fade again—but he hadn't yet obtained the ultimate skills like "Great Sage" or "Predator."
He couldn't die. Not yet.
Otherwise, even if he transmigrated, he would only become an ordinary slime—something he couldn't accept even in death.
Wait… how did the protagonist obtain Great Sage and Predator again?
He couldn't remember!
Then… let's try this—
"Predator!"
Would that actually work?!
Xia Qiu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Ever since he was hit by that car, it felt like he had been pushed onto the path of becoming the "Cute King."
"Great Sage!"
What other abilities did that character have?
A gust of wind passed, and Xia Qiu shivered. His body temperature was dropping rapidly, and his body felt heavier and heavier.
"So cold…"
Was that his final sentence? And would it grant him another skill?
Could this be the most expensive last words in history?
Think! Think quickly! What other abilities did that character have?
But his mind felt as if it were being corroded. Thoughts slipped away, leaving only emptiness.
At the end of his life, what filled his mind were not abilities or powers, but memories—countless fragments of his past.
Ever since his parents had suddenly passed away, he had completely let himself go.
After moving into that house, he changed girlfriends every three months, bought countless pillows and figurines… and never thought anything was wrong.
But now, at death's door, his heart was filled with endless regret—so much regret that it could never be repaid in a lifetime.
And after Marvel's "Ten-Year Finale," a new chapter was about to begin… yet he would never know what came next.
Damn it!
"I have no regrets about loving anime in this life—next life, I want to live in a two-dimensional world!"
"I have no regrets about loving Marvel—next life, I'll become a photographer!"
Unable to execute.
Xia Qiu could do nothing. His consciousness was slipping away, falling into endless darkness.
Rumble!
A bolt of lightning tore through the sky. The thunderous roar and blinding light jolted Xia Qiu awake, restoring his clarity for a brief moment.
"That's right—lightning! I remember… the protagonist gained lightning resistance when his companions destroyed the computer!"
A bright smile appeared on Xia Qiu's pale face.
He never expected that a random bolt of lightning would grant him Electric Resistance and Paralysis Resistance.
He could only say—this must be the choice of fate!
As for being hit by a car… that was just bad luck.
Sleepy…
So this is what death feels like…
Xia Qiu slowly fell into darkness. His breathing faded. His heartbeat gradually stopped.