Chapter 1 Current Situation
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[Content Brief]
When a person comes to an unfamiliar world, what should he do most? Become a super warrior? Super magician? Fight for the world? ...... Wrong, what he should do most is to keep his own life.
When your life is threatened, what do you use to protect or counterattack the other party? Directly fight with the other party? Or build your own forces to protect yourself? Or pay a price that is hard for you to bear to get external help?...... No, you have another choice - Transcendence War!
Transcendental war - a way of warfare that disregards rules and dimensions. It also has another name that doesn't sound so pleasant - Rogue Warfare!
The main character of this book develops in the direction of half a rogue magician + half a **?
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Xu Xiang is a male, 18 years old, from Ningbo, Zhejiang Province. His parents went missing when he was 10 years old and had no relatives. He graduated from XXX Middle School in 2003 as the national champion in science, and after negotiation with Tsinghua University, he agreed to postpone his admission for 2 years, exempting him from all tuition fees. However, due to his delayed enrollment, the school canceled his annual scholarship of 5,000 yuan. In the same year, he was admitted to the East China Special Police Academy, where he initially received good reviews from instructors due to his excellent performance. However, starting from the second academic year, he repeatedly "killed many police officers and hostages" in simulated combat exercises, and was eventually expelled by the academy at the beginning of the 4th semester for this reason.
Liu Tianyan, a 20-year-old man from Gansu Province. His parents are farmers at home. He and Xu Xiang were admitted to the East China Special Police Academy at the same time. Because of their similar personalities, they became friends as soon as they entered school. Why?...Why is my fate like this, I don't believe it…But looking at the notice of expulsion in my hand, I couldn't help but believe it. Squatting at the corner of the entrance of East China Special Police Academy, I numbly hit the scorching hot cement ground with my hand, although my right hand was already bloody and bruised, but I didn't feel anything, because my body and mind were already numb.
"Ah Xiang, don't be sad, this isn't your fault, we all know you've tried your best." A hand patted my back. "I and a few friends have investigated the matter, the main reason is that the college messed up the enrollment quota, changing 46 to 48 students, and now they're doing a general inspection, the school panicked and used this exercise as an excuse to get rid of you and Fang Biao quickly. His excuse for him was disobedience. Yours was intentionally shooting 'hostages'. TMD? He even said that anyone who dares to plead on your behalf will also be kicked out."
Slowly getting up, leaning against the wall, looking at my best friend in reality, also the only friend. Only he would help me understand those things, and only he would appear in front of me at this time. But he can't help me either... After all, his parents are just farmers at home, and they have already made their greatest efforts to provide him with tuition fees. To be honest, his living expenses were barely enough for him to scrape together by doing odd jobs with me at school. If my dropping out of school affects him... then I will be uneasy in this life.
Perhaps thinking that I hadn't spoken for a long time, Ah Yan still thought I was heartbroken and sad about the school handling my affairs. So he started to comfort me again.
"Axiong, don't be sad. Are you a man or not? You're so down just because of this little thing. If I don't stay here, there are other places for me to go. Can't you live without the police school? Don't you still have your reserved enrollment at Tsinghua University? Wherever you want to go."
"I......"?
"There's no need to say anything, are we still good brothers or not? I know what you want to say, Uncle and Auntie's matters are also my matters. As long as I'm around, I'll help you get to the bottom of it one day. After graduation, I'll do my best to investigate until everything is clear. And you can do the same in society. Here's 4,700 yuan, you might need it when you go to Qing University, don't be polite if you consider me a brother. Alright, I should head back too, no matter where you settle down, send me a message. Goodbye, goodbye, take care on your way." Before he finished speaking, Ah Yan turned around and walked away without looking back, watching as Ah Yan suddenly ran towards the college gate like a madman after taking a few quick steps..."
Looking at the 4700 yuan in my hand, I couldn't help but want to burst into tears. Not for my miserable experience, nor for my desperate situation, but because I have such a brother. I know that Ah Yan only had 2000 yuan on him, so the rest must be borrowed or sold from his worthless family assets. Watching Ah Yan's back disappear in the academy, I violently bumped my head against the wall to try and clear my mind. Even if not for myself, I should think about my parents and brother. Yes, I need to pull myself together. Silently wiping away the tears from the corner of my eyes, I took one last look at the police academy where I had placed all my hopes, picked up the faded denim bag that had followed me for 7 years, and silently walked towards the train station, hoping this was the end of my bad luck, not the start of another...
Sitting on the long-distance bus to Hangzhou, I carefully counted my belongings: over 1,000 yuan in cash and 5,500 yuan in bank cards (including Ah Yan's 4,700 yuan), a second-hand mobile phone worth 200 yuan, and a second-hand laptop computer sold by the school (a PII 450/64M/6G IBM laptop that I bought for 450 yuan).
The rest are just a few sets of clothes to change into and a pair of cheap sneakers, that's all I have now.
This time I came to Hangzhou just to take a look at the place where I lived for nearly 10 years, and also the place where my last memories of my parents began, as well as the painful memories. And I should also go see Grandpa Zhang who gave me confidence and help when I was most helpless, if not for him, I don't know if I would still be alive in this world.
Let me think again, I should consider my next step. Reading books is a must, if I don't have a higher education, I will be at a lower level in society. Plus, I have no funds and no connections, which is not beneficial for me to quickly build some social connections. I also hope that by studying, I can find clues about my missing parents. Now, leaving school in September is still half a year away, except going back to my hometown... hmm?
I smiled wryly to myself, is that my hometown? In addition to the remaining 5 months, I should do something else too, earning some extra money for future living expenses would be good. Apart from this, I should also bid farewell to those online friends, previously I could surf the internet for free or at a very low cost at the police academy, but outside I can only go to an internet cafe to get online, hey, being frugal is still being frugal. By the way, I'll ask them what I can do in Beijing, although I don't have any skills, but after all, I still have some physical strength...
"We're here, we're here, everyone get off..." With the driver's loud shout, I shouldered my bag and followed the crowd out of the station.
Standing at the station on my way to Shiqiao Town, I always feel like something is missing. Looking at the Brain Gold ad on the station's billboard, I patted my head and coughed... I forgot to buy a gift for Grandpa Zhang, although I don't have much money, but I couldn't save on this either. Thinking about how Grandpa Zhang has taken care of me for nearly 7 years... I no longer hesitated. Grandpa doesn't have any hobbies, he just likes drinking good tea.
Facing the dazzling array of goods in the store as if they were invisible, I walked directly to the tea sales counter. Keemun Red Tea (First Grade) 220 yuan/500g, Huangshan Maofeng (Special First Grade) 430 yuan/500g, Tai Ping Hou Kui (First Grade) 500 yuan/500g, Tai Ping Hou Kui (Special Grade) 800 yuan/500g, Tai Ping Hou Kui (Treasured Product) 980 yuan/500g... gritting my teeth, I bought 500g of Huangshan Maofeng (Special First Grade) and 200g of Tai Ping Hou Kui (Treasured Product). After paying, I quickly left this "heart-wrenching place".
I finally arrived at my grandfather's house and stood still in front of the door for almost a minute, looking at the old and worn-out house that hadn't changed much over the past year. Everything seemed the same, only the house looked even older and there was more dust... wait, dust? My grandfather loved cleanliness, so where did all this dust come from? A bad premonition suddenly appeared in my mind. I didn't care about anything else, I just rushed to the door and started knocking loudly, "Grandpa, open the door!" The continuous knocking made the dust fall down from the gap of the door like rain...
"Hey, what are you doing? Old Zhang has been dead for almost a year, are you calling out to his spirit?! Ah, isn't that the young Xu from next door? Didn't you go away to study? Old Zhang was thinking of you when he passed away..."
"Huang Shu, what you said isn't true, you're cheating me, are you, are you..."?
"Cough, why would I cheat you? Old Zhang was good to you, aren't you going to pay your respects to him? His grave is on the north mountain. I have something else to do, won't accompany you anymore." After saying that, he quickly left.
I don't know how I got through the rest of it, mechanically buying paper money and incense, setting up a cup of tea and lighting incense in front of Grandpa Zhang's grave, burning all the paper money and tea leaves. I don't know how long I cried, only that I fell into a daze and slept until the next day when the gravedigger saw me and woke me up.
Walking silently on the road, now there's nothing here that I can hold onto either. Thinking about what Old Man Chen (the grave keeper) said, Grandfather wouldn't want me to sink down like this either, not just for my own sake, but also for the people who care about and love me.
Arrived at the internet cafe in town, logged onto M, due to time zone reasons, except for a few die-hard online friends from East Asia, almost no one was there. Just thinking of asking someone about the basic living expenses needed to study in Beijing and temporary work that can be found in Beijing, when I already received messages from friends.
KOKO: "Brother, why are you online in broad daylight today? On holiday? Hehe."
"I was expelled from school and just got out a few days ago, I'm feeling annoyed now, thinking of finding a short-term job, within 5 months, after 5 months I'll go back to school."
"Looking for a job? No way! Big brother, you're still looking for a job? Aren't your requirements too high? By the way, go to the War Friends Alliance website, it's safe to talk there. The network BO has set up its own broken website and is using your name as a poster. Many friends have settled down there, the URL is XXXxiang. In the half month you didn't come, the number of registered users on the website reached 2000, several of my friends have joined in, hoping brother can go and guide them more!"
"Okay, I'll go take a look."
After logging into the website, I found out that phone verification was required. I sent an email to BO with my registered account name and could only wait after that. During this time, I contacted a net friend in Beijing and learned that the most basic living expenses for studying in Beijing would be at least 400 yuan/month, which means that the money I have on hand can't even support me for a year in Beijing. However, he also gave me some advice, in his own words:
"Big brother, with your internet skills and programming abilities, can't you make a living in Beijing at some computer software company? At the very least, going to a roadside typing shop to type would be better than your desired 800 yuan/month. If people found out that the great Poofish Net's big brother was working at a typing shop, I think at least half of Beijing's software engineers would vomit blood. If big brother really comes to Beijing, then I'll definitely help you find something satisfactory."
At the same time, I also received two emails from BO. The first one confirmed that my registered name's authority had been upgraded to the highest level. The second email asked me to establish a hacker alliance, and the reason was just that he wanted to show off and vaguely mentioned that after establishing the alliance, we could take on some online tasks and increase the weight of my shy wallet. That damned KOKO is really a big mouth, and so quickly spread my predicament across half the globe. In just one hour, the news had been transmitted from Korea to Israel.

