Chapter 2: Gunfight 1

  [Content Introduction]

  When a person comes to an unfamiliar world, what should he do? Become a super warrior? A super magician? Fight for the throne? No, what he should do is keep his own life safe.

  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 difficult for you to bear to gain 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, an 18-year-old male from Ningbo, Zhejiang Province, lost his parents at the age of 10 and has no relatives. In 2003, he graduated from XXX Middle School as the national champion in science and was admitted to Tsinghua University with a two-year deferment, exempting him from all tuition fees. However, due to the deferment, the university cancelled his annual scholarship of 5,000 yuan. The same year, he enrolled in the East China Special Police Academy, where he initially received praise from instructors for his excellent performance. But starting from the second academic year, he repeatedly "killed" many police officers and hostages in simulated combat exercises, ultimately leading to his expulsion by the academy at the beginning of the fourth semester.

  Liu Tianyan, a 20-year-old man from Gansu Province, both parents are farmers at home. He and Xu Xiang were admitted to the East China Special Police Academy at the same time. Due to their similar personalities, they became friends as soon as they entered school.

  Chapter 1 Current Situation

  Why... why is my fate like this, I don't believe it... but looking at the expulsion notice in my hand, I have no choice but to believe. Crouching at the corner of the entrance of East China Special Police Academy, I numbly pounded on the scorching hot cement ground with my hand, although my right hand was already bruised and bloody, but I didn't feel anything, because both my body and mind were 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, turning 46 into 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 was disobedience to orders. Yours was intentionally shooting 'hostages', damn it, he even said that whoever dares to plead for mercy 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 make ends meet by doing odd jobs with me at school. If my dropping out of school affects him... then I will be uneasy for the rest of my life.

  Perhaps thinking that I hadn't spoken for a long time, Ah Yan still thought I was heartbroken and distressed 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 not here, then somewhere else will do. Leaving Jingcha School doesn't mean you can't survive, does it? Don't you still have your reserved spot at Tsinghua University? Wherever you go."

  "I..."

  "There's no need to say anything more, are we not good brothers? 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. 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 Qinghua University. Don't be hesitant, if you consider me a brother, then there's no need to say anything more. Alright, I should head back too. No matter where you settle down, send me a message. Goodbye, goodbye, take care on the road." Before he finished speaking, Ah Yan turned around and left without looking back, watching as Ah Yan suddenly ran towards the college gate like a madman...

  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 property. Watching Ah Yan's back disappear in the academy, I violently bumped my head against the wall to make myself sober up a bit. Even if not for myself, I should think about my parents and brother. Yes, I should cheer up. Silently wiping away the tears at the corner of my eyes, I took one last look at Jingcha 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 rather than the start of another...

  Sitting on the long-distance bus to Hangzhou, I carefully counted all my belongings: over 1,000 yuan in cash and 5,500 yuan in bank cards (including A-Yan's 4,700 yuan), a second-hand mobile phone worth 200 yuan, and a second-hand laptop computer sold by the school (a PⅡ450/64M/6G IBM laptop that I got for 450 yuan).

  The rest are just a few sets of clothes for changing and a pair of cheap sneakers, these are all my belongings.

  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 and painful memories began, and I should also go see Grandpa Zhang who gave me confidence and help when I was most helpless. If it wasn't 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 starting point in society. Plus, I have no funds and no connections, which is unfavorable for quickly building up my network. I also hope to use these resources to help me find my missing parents. Now that there are almost half a year left before the school semester starts in September, apart from going back to my hometown... hey.

  I smiled wryly to myself, is that my hometown? In addition to that, I still have 5 months of time and should do something, earning some living expenses for the future would be good too. Apart from this, I should also say goodbye to those online friends, in the past I could surf the internet for free or at a very low cost at Jingcha College, but outside I can only go to an internet cafe to surf the internet, hey, it's still a way to save money. 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..." Along with the driver's loud shout, I shouldered my bag and followed the crowd out of the station.

  Standing at the station on the way to Shiqiao Town, I always feel like something is missing. Looking at the Brain Gold advertisement 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 the care Grandpa Zhang has given me over the past 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. Qi Men Hong Cha (Grade 1) 220 yuan/500g, Huang Shan Mao Feng (Special Grade 1) 430 yuan/500g, Tai Ping Hou Kui (Grade 1) 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 Huang Shan Mao Feng (Special Grade 1) and 200g of Tai Ping Hou Kui (Treasured Product), paid the bill, and hastily 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, "Grandfather, 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 off to study? Old Zhang was thinking of you till the end..."

  "Uncle Huang, 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 side, I have something else to do, won't accompany you anymore." After finishing speaking, he quickly walked away.

  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 MSN. Due to time zone differences, apart from a few die-hard online friends in East Asia, almost no one was online. Just thinking of asking someone about the basic living expenses needed for studying in Beijing and temporary work that can be found in Beijing, when I already received messages from friends.

  "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 getting frustrated, thinking of finding a short-term job, within 5 months, after 5 months I'll go back to school anyway."

  "Looking for a job? No way! Big brother, you're still looking for a job? Isn't your requirement too high? By the way, go to the War Friends Alliance website, it's safe to talk there. The network BOSS made a broken website himself and used your name as a poster, many friends have settled down there. In the past half month, the number of registered users on the website has reached 2000, my several friends have joined in, hoping that brother will go to guide 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 my boss with my registered account name and could only wait after that. During this time, I contacted a friend in Beijing who told me that the most basic living expenses for studying in Beijing would be at least 400 yuan per month. This means that the money I have on hand wouldn't even last a year in Beijing. However, he also gave me some advice, and his exact words were:

  "Big brother, with your internet skills and programming abilities, can't you make a living at that computer software company in Beijing? If not, even working as a typist at a roadside shop would be better than the 800 yuan/month you're hoping for. If people found out that the great Poofish Net's big boss was working as a typist, 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 BOSS. The first one confirmed that my registered name's authority has been upgraded to the highest level. The second email asked me to establish a hacker alliance, and the reason was just because he wanted to show off and vaguely mentioned that after establishing the alliance, we can take on some online tasks and increase the weight of my shy wallet. That damned KOKO is really a big mouth, he spread my predicament to half of the globe in just one hour, from Korea to Israel.