You Are Human

A man.

A virile, hot-blooded man.

He had spent a year alone in another world.

Lonely, miserable, and helpless.

His life was hard, too.

He was under tremendous pressure, both mentally and physically.

On top of that, the crystals from the black beasts had greatly strengthened every aspect of his physique.

For an entire year, he had relied on the various teachers and products from Japan to take care of his physical needs.

But that didn't cut it.

His greatest regret over the past year was that he hadn't risked being discovered and mocked by his parents to buy a full-size silicone doll... What a terrible oversight.

If he had bought one, the year wouldn't have been so lonely. Not only could he have taken care of his personal needs, but he could also have played Love Nikki with her in his spare time... There were plenty of women's clothes at the mall.

But that wasn't the point.

The point was that, after a year of living as a wizard, a soft, blonde beauty had appeared before him. She was stunning enough to topple kingdoms, with looks unmatched in the world, utterly defenseless and his to do with as he pleased.

Why is her skin so fair?

Why are her lips so beautiful?

Why are her breasts so big?

Why is her waist so slender?

Why are her legs so long?

Kang De had seen beautiful women on Earth before, but the woman before him completely changed his impression of Western women. Large pores, freckles, body odor, aging quickly—she had none of those flaws.

She was flawless, intoxicatingly beautiful.

Gulp.

The sound of him swallowing was clearly audible.

His qilin arm trembled slightly.

Humans were social creatures.

Conversely, once separated from society, people would gradually lose their social nature and become more like animals.

The beast within Kang De roared.

A lonely male had encountered a beautiful female. He had the advantage in strength, terrain, and numbers—an overwhelming advantage. Pent-up desire and primal impulses: those were the instincts of a beast.

He breathed deeply.

His body trembled.

He let the beast within him roar on.

Because the divine said no.

Kang De was a citizen of the People's Republic of China.

He had been raised through the modern national education system, from elementary school through higher education.

Being a decent person mattered far more than scholarship.

His parents had taught him with love and strictness, guiding him as a child and watching over him as he grew up.

They had told him to do the right thing.

To respect others, do no harm, and never do to others what he would not want done to himself. If someone committed an evil deed, he must strike back with righteous anger, conduct himself honorably, and have a clear conscience.

He thought of his home, the country where he had lived, the place he had always wanted to return to.

It had its good and bad sides, but on the whole it was good. There, no normal person would think it was acceptable to do whatever they pleased to an unconscious woman.

"No, Kang De, you have to hold firm." He closed his eyes. "Because you're human. You're human..."

Because I'm going home, and when I see my parents again, I want to embrace them with clean hands.

Because good people will be rewarded.

Having calmed the desire in his heart, Kang De opened his eyes.

He saw that kingdom-toppling face again, its brows slightly furrowed. Her beauty could put a hundred flowers to shame, and her thin, cherry-colored lips were pressed lightly together, their moist sheen so alluring.

"...Fuck, saying it is always easier than doing it! Aaaah!"

Little Kang stood up again. Kang De suddenly let out a yell, left the Western beauty where she was, and charged back into his room under the bewildered gazes of a group of animals, slamming the door shut behind him.

"I don't fucking believe this!"

Furious, Kang De pulled aside the screen and went from the outer room into the inner one. He found his personal supplies cabinet among a row of cupboards, pulled it open, and opened one of the boxes inside.

"Great Demon King" tactical artillery fire guidance device, Venus model.

Activate spell card, artillery sign: white starburst flash!

Some time later, the door opened again. Mr. Kang De strolled slowly out, a sage's smile on his face, his wise eyes seemingly seeing through all the turmoil and strife in the world.

Then he saw Princess Tina lying on the ground.

From his angle, he could see the girl's towering peaks. Just then, she moved unconsciously, pressing her arms together and twisting her body slightly, giving full vent to her myriad charms.

"...Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck!"

The sage's smile vanished.

Kang De wailed and charged back into his room, beside himself with frustration.

R20 third-generation special warfare devouring noble phantasm.

Bloom, spear that shines to the ends of the world!

After another while, the door opened. Kang De seemed like a wise man who had come from afar, thoroughly acquainted with every problem and secret under heaven.

Her Highness the princess shifted again, curling up her legs and turning her head slightly, giving Kang De a perfectly flawless profile and a close-up of the curves from her face to her neck, breasts, waist, hips, and legs.

"...Ohhhhhhhhhhh!"

The wise man fled in panic, hiding back inside his home.

He would have to use a strategic weapon.

Tenga-style fully automatic alternate-dimensional zero-space contraction device.

On Wei Tian's honor! Dance, magic wand!

Some more time passed.

Kang De finally opened the door.

As the door opened, countless rays of golden light seemed to shine forth. Kang De stepped on golden radiance, lotuses blooming beneath each step. His smile contained every mystery in the world, and his mind's eye had perceived the origin of the world.

He had become a saint.

Beauty could no longer shake his resolve-at least for a while.

He went halfway around her and crouched down.

Just then, the princess's eyelashes fluttered. She woke up.

She opened her eyes in a daze, and her azure eyes met his black ones.

Princess Tina got a clear look at the person before her.

A long, long time later, Her Highness still remembered their meeting that day. It had left a deep impression on her, and she would never forget it. That day, an Easterner with black hair and black eyes had entered her life.

She always remembered how he had looked when they first met.

He had the smile of an angel, the bearing of a saint, and the eyes of an infant. He looked pure, friendly, and peaceful, and almost in an instant, he put her at ease.

Even though she had no reason at all to feel at ease.

Kang De reached out to her with a smile. "Hello, can you understand me?"

Just in case, he tried a few other languages.

English, Japanese, French, German, Spanish, and even Arabic.

Don't misunderstand: he wasn't fluent in multiple languages, nor had he been to many Western countries. For a certain reason, he had simply made a point of learning a little about several of the world's major languages and had mastered a few of the most basic words and phrases. That was all.

The princess was astonished.

The person before her was clearly a Cathayan.

The language he had spoken first was also very close to the Zhendan Language. Though she couldn't speak it, she had heard it before. Although Cathay was on another continent, brave sailors still crossed the sea from there.

But where were the languages he spoke afterward from?

She could tell from the pronunciation alone that they belonged to language systems utterly different from the Zhendan Language family.

She didn't know.

She couldn't figure it out.

But the fact that he had appeared in the Holy Seal Archipelago meant there were already many mysteries surrounding him.

That didn't stop Her Highness from taking his hand, though.

Although they couldn't understand each other's language, she could sense his goodwill. This Cathayan's eyes were pure, clear and clean like an infant's, without a trace of wicked intent. He was a friendly and civilized person.

She let him pull her to her feet, then stepped back twice and curtsied, her bearing exquisitely graceful.

Then, in a voice like a lark's, she said, "It is an honor to meet you, sir from Cathay. I am Tina Terrariel."

She pointed at herself. "Tina. Tina Terrariel."

The man across from her had evidently understood her introduction, and he smiled.

"Kang De."

"Kang De," Her Highness repeated.

Kang De said, "Tina."

They smiled at each other.

But their subsequent attempts at communication ran into trouble.

They were talking past each other completely.

Kang De was utterly baffled by Tina's words, and the princess couldn't understand what the Chinese man was saying either. With a mixture of words and gestures, they managed to explain what had just happened. Kang De also apologized to the princess on the magical animals' behalf and indicated that the creatures were completely harmless and had only been playing around.

Her Highness managed to understand that much.

She graciously indicated that she understood, but her companions must be searching for her anxiously by now. She had to let them know she was safe quickly, so they wouldn't have to keep searching.

Perhaps that was too complicated, though. She explained it several times, but Kang De remained utterly bewildered.

The princess was just about to explain for the fourth time when her stomach suddenly rumbled.

The lady blushed. It was such an undignified sound.

What embarrassed her even more was that he actually looked as though he understood, gestured that she should "relax, there's plenty to eat," and invited her to sit and rest for a while at the outdoor table and chairs nearby.

Then, without giving her a chance to object, he went back to his room.

He's making it look like I was asking for food, honestly... That's not it at all.

Her Highness blushed as she considered how to communicate with this Cathayan gentleman. Meanwhile, after Kang De returned to his room and shut the door, the smile immediately vanished from his face.

He leaned against the door and slowly exhaled.

Someone had come to the island.

This girl.

He had wanted to ask the kangaroo and the others where exactly they had found this woman and, most importantly, whether she had any companions. Unfortunately, though these highly intelligent animals acted almost as if they were about to become spirits, they couldn't understand his words at all and could only guess at his general meaning from his gestures.

And he hadn't had a chance to ask yet.

But there was no need to ask... Judging by the girl's manner, she definitely had companions.

And quite a few of them.

Someone... had come to the island.

He was silent for a moment, then strode into the inner room.

This time, he didn't open the personal supplies cabinet.

He opened the weapons cabinet.

China was unlike foreign countries. Controls were extremely strict, and ordinary people usually couldn't get their hands on weapons.

But that was only usually.

Kang De pulled open the cabinet.

The residential compound was deserted, and all the supplies within the area around him were his for the taking.

There was a district police station, and an armored cash transport vehicle downstairs at the bank in the building opposite.

One shotgun, one Type 92 pistol, one riot shield, one police stun baton, one nail gun, three fire axes, and a row of fruit knives.

In another chest, nestled among cloth and hay, were five Molotov cocktails, three makeshift grenades made from mousse cans from a barbershop, and a small gas cylinder.

These were only some of the weapons.

Kang De took a deep breath.

Someone had come to the island.

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PS1: A few extra words, since I'm not charging for them anyway. In the PS to the last chapter, I said the results were terrible, and everyone teased me for pretending to complain when I had it good. But that really wasn't it. As you all know, this book is hard mode. I clearly could have written something in a simpler, more straightforward easy mode, but I still chose to take this step and try something I'd never tried before... However, stepping out of your comfort zone comes with risks.

PS2: When I was talking to my mom about writing before, she asked whether I felt pressured. I said yes. Given the dominant results my last book maintained for two straight years, I don't know how many people are secretly waiting to laugh at my new book. If I'd written in easy mode, it certainly would have shut them all up, but I just had to choose hard mode, which is riskier but also has broader prospects... And then I was proved right.

PS3: Three days after the book launched, friends in the group sent me quite a few screenshots, all of people making snide remarks behind my back, saying my results weren't promising, weren't satisfactory, blah blah blah. Maybe they think I should have thirty thousand favorites and ten thousand monthly votes on the second day, or else the results aren't promising or satisfactory. After seeing enough of that stuff, it's hard not to feel stifled, because I'm a little uneasy myself. I'm confident this will be a good story, but I don't know whether the current environment on Shuke is suited to this kind of story...

PS4: So I'll just play the victim. Rather than have them make snide remarks about me in secret, I might as well take the initiative. Ah, the new book's results aren't promising, I'm doomed! It's already at chapter seven, and it has fewer than twenty thousand favorites. It hasn't reached number one on the views chart either. What am I going to do...

PS5: That's about it. I'll probably play the victim every now and then in the future too, so dear readers, please take pity on me. I made the decision, and I don't regret it. I'll do my utmost for this book, and I'll accept whatever result comes, because on Shuke, I don't need to defeat anyone else. I only need to defeat myself.

PS6: I want to write works those people could never write in their entire lives.

PS7: Oh... Looks like I've already done that.

PS8: No matter. I'll write another one.