Chapter 6: Drawing the Bow on the Wall

  It was still over ten hours until nightfall when I returned to the residential building.

  Because each district has a large area, and there are only three buildings in each district, it takes a lot of time to travel between buildings.

  But it doesn't matter, here, there is plenty of time.

  One day sixty hours, thirty hours daytime, thirty hours nighttime.

  Night and day have no excess, after thirty hours pass, it will suddenly lower our visual ability.

  This is the Forbidden Zone, a place that is forever dark even in the daytime.

  It seems that gloom and darkness are eternal here.

  I clutched my chest with both hands and gazed out of the window.

  Knock knock knock. A series of knocks on the door.

  "Come in." I heard my own voice, very calm and cold.

  Looking back, it was Fan Ye, You Ji, Nie Zun, and Jie Pa, the manager of the miscellaneous goods building.

  I furrowed my brow.

  Fan Ye was the first person I met when I came to the Forbidden Zone, that old man without a head.

  Later when I became the District Chief of the Rift Zone, I let him become the manager of the residential building.

  Youji is the manager of the West District School Building, which I appointed. Although nominally she has the same status as Jiepa and Fan Ye, in reality, she is half a district master. For trivial matters, big or small, I don't manage them, it's all her.

  I frowned at Fan Ye's bloody head which still had no scalp.

  Does this old man really like Hannibal Lecter's haircut?

  "I need to arrive in the East District before the district boundary starts. In other words, I'll be staying overnight in the East District tonight."

  I glanced at the watch on my hand with sixty sections marked on it.

  There are still ten hours left, and even if I rush to the East District at the fastest speed, it will just barely make it, so it's impossible to return today.

  "You also know, this is my first night leaving the West District after becoming the district master. Although ordinary people don't dare to kill the district master casually, there are still dangers. So, after I leave tonight, you must take care of the West District and don't sleep tonight. Nie Zun will follow me, so for the major and minor matters of the West District, Jie Pa, Fan Ye, you two just listen to You Ji."

  Jiepa is a gentleman who looks to be around 27 or 28 years old. He always wears a suit and has black-framed glasses. It's said that he was a knowledgeable Ph.D. when he was alive, and even after death, he still loves scientific research. I admire how he always looks like a normal person, with the demeanor of a gentleman, and he is also very capable, managing the miscellaneous goods building in an orderly manner.

  "You go with peace of mind, we'll take care of things here." Mr. Jeptha bowed to me like a gentleman.

  Old Fan looked at me with tears in his eyes: "Ah Shen, you must be careful, you are like my own granddaughter." As he spoke, he seemed to be on the verge of crying. This stinky old man!

  He disgusted me so much that I rolled my eyes heavily.

  "Don't worry, leave it to us. Your departure can't be known by the citizens of the Western District, don't trigger panic." Yu Ji instructed me.

  "Don't worry, I'll be careful."

  Having said that, I started carrying my bow and arrow on my back.

  "Change out of those clothes, you've used your Nen four times already today. Plus you'll need to accelerate and run soon, which will consume even more. You'll have consumed 5 points by daybreak, and they won't be restored until tomorrow morning. With only 47 points of aura left, how can I let you go to the East District?" Yuji said with a worried expression.

  Yuqi is right, I thought about it, although maintaining my appearance only requires 1 point of willpower, because I just changed the color of my hair and body shape a bit. However, even 1 point of willpower should be returned to me.

  As I withdrew my mental energy, my hair immediately changed from bright red curly locks to long straight black hair that fell loosely over my shoulders.

  "Hmph, no inner power, indeed still very young." Nian Zun glanced at my chest.

  A surge of anger rose up in me and I grabbed a cup from the table beside me and threw it at him.

  Youji took out a set of black clothes from a large package she had been carrying earlier.

  "Wear this, you're wearing a big red skirt with a fork-like split, can't even block the slit, do you think you're the number one master of the Forbidden Slit Zone? You're fearless every day." Yu Ji glanced at the scorpion pattern on my left ankle and said resentfully.

  Because I've been wearing this thin skirt and high heels all the time, the crack on my ankle is almost not hidden, many people know that the district chief of Xiqu has a crack on his ankle.

  I smiled faintly and didn't refute, taking over the black clothes from You Ji's hands.

  The clothes were just ordinary tight-fitting black nightwear, and a pair of flat-heeled black boots.

  "Do I look like a killer?" I asked contentedly after changing clothes and walking out of the bathroom, looking at the few people still in the room.

  At this moment, a head of black long straight hair scattered on both sides of my face with a middle parting hairstyle. I, dressed in all black, stood before them holding the bow that I loved the most.

  "You're quite the killer in the real world, but in the Fractured Zone, you're just an ordinary person." Yu Ji said with a look of disdain. However, she still swung her snake tail in front of me, then with another swing, she bent down and inserted two handguns into my boots.

  "Bring a few more weapons, two guns, 12 bullets, and use them sparingly. These bullets are the best Western-made ones, even Jepa only has one store that sells them, with a sedative on top that can make people in the restricted area lose their ability to move for five hours."

  Sedatives, a type of drug that can suppress our consciousness, the specific composition should not be complicated, it seems to be similar to sleeping pills, which can also make the conscious body in the forbidden zone fall into a coma.

  For us, due to our rapid healing ability, ordinary bullets are useless. Our tolerance for pain is such that being shot with an ordinary bullet feels like a mosquito bite.

  Generally, spirit suppressant-soaked bullets can only make the opponent lose their ability to act for an hour.

  I nodded, gathered everything up, slung my bow and quiver over my shoulder, and waved to the others that they could leave.

  Yuqi still looked at me with concern, then led Fan Ye and Jiepa out of my room.

  There were only me and Nie Zun left in the room.

  I looked at Nie Zun, who was still wearing a high-collared black windbreaker. His long hair almost covered his eyes as he leaned against the wall on one side of the room, with both hands inserted into the pockets on either side of his clothes, his gaze lazy and scattered.

  "You plan on going with me empty-handed?" I raised an eyebrow.

  Niezun's lips curled up with a smile: "Do you think someone with 67 Nen needs to bring anything else?"

  Yes, although Nie Zun is different from ordinary people, his action power is subject to certain restrictions. However, he never wastes his mental power on appearance or some things. Today, he followed me back and forth, adding the time when he pulled me, a total of three times using mental power. Even if I have to run with him again in a while, there are still 63 points of mental power left. Such value is indeed nothing to be afraid of.

  I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with him, I open the window and climb onto the windowsill as the night wind blows into the room, ready to head east from the rooftop.

  The back of my neck tightened and I felt someone grab the collar of my shirt from behind.

  Niezun's head stretched out from my side, one hand forcefully pinning me to the windowsill: "Walking downstairs, you usually lack exercise. As long as you use more force than your body can handle, you'll consume spiritual energy."

  He pulled me down from the window and turned around to walk towards the door: "I've been telling you to exercise more often."

  I puffed along behind him, no choice, what he said was right.

  I usually don't exercise much physically, so if I use a bit more strength, it will exceed the normal physical ability of humans and need to use mental power.

  "This time you'd better train well when you come back." He turned his head and gave me a sly smile.

  So, I and he could only take the elevator to reach the top of the 30th floor, and then we started sprinting again on the rooftop.

  The rooftop of the west district has almost become my exclusive walking place, because people in the west district all know that I like to run on rooftops, especially at night. In order to avoid bumping into me, they all walk on the road instead of the rooftop.

  Although it may not be because of this reason, maybe just because normal people walk on the road and not on the rooftop... after all, there is a risk of suddenly falling off while running on the rooftop. (Passerby B: That's your own risk, normal people know to brake when approaching the edge of the building.)

  The night wind whizzed past the ears of Nie Zun and me, running and running. I turned my head to look at Nie Zun's face, which always had a hint of a smile, and couldn't help but become lost in thought.

  Many nights like this, sprinting through the darkness with him, I would think to myself that I was still just a junior in college living in the real world. But soon I would realize that was impossible, because I was actually in an extremely strange place.

  But I will still deceive myself.

  Half a year after I came here, I was appointed as the district master of the western district. In the second half of my tenure as the district master of the western district, I almost practiced archery every day and stayed in the house to read books.

  Apart from these, I rarely do anything else.

  As for finding a soulmate, I'm not without such a desire, it's just that I have no leads.

  In the forbidden zone, it is not possible to see other people's cracks at will. Although many people use violent means to force others to show their cracks to them, soon we will find that almost no one in this place has repeated cracks.

  So slowly, many people got used to the life here. After all, returning to the real world would be the same, and living here at least didn't have any pressure on life, so almost everyone gave up searching for the Godslayer.

  I haven't given up.

  But I don't have the courage.

  I'm almost certain that my godslayer isn't in this area of mine, and even if he was, with the western district being so big and having so many people, how would I be able to find him?

  Shin Ketsujin is no different from ordinary people, except that the fissure is a repeat of a certain consciousness. If you must say there are any exceptions, it's just that when someone other than the person with the same fissure as him inserts the fissure key into his fissure, the Shin Ketsujin will not die.

  Although I know that the God Splitter really exists and must exist in this forbidden zone 13, but I still have no motivation to find it.

  Everyone in the forbidden zone, except for the first time they arrived, can only see their own appearance in the real world once a year. The time each year is arranged by the blond-haired man. Once he has made arrangements, he will take you to the central hall of the district, and through the central hall, you can see your own flesh in the real world.

  And since that day I came and saw my crying parents, and myself lying in bed like a dead person, I never asked to see myself again.

  I admit it, I'm running away.