Why Are You Forcing Me (Please Collect)

"Cousin?"

Su Heng frowned, recalling information about his cousin in his mind.

After transmigrating to another world, ever since he got sick, if there was anyone who truly cared about him, it should be this cousin.

When his condition wasn't too serious, his cousin visited him a few times, bringing fruits and nutritional supplements.

Afterward, she also transferred money to him a few more times.

It was precisely because of his cousin's help that Su Heng had the money to buy expensive targeted drugs to slow down the cancer's infiltration and destruction of his body.

However, she was still just a student attending school.

With a busy academic schedule, and not having much money herself, the number of contacts in the following months decreased significantly.

He hadn't expected her to call him now.

Su Heng was still grateful to those who had helped him. He answered the phone, and a clear voice came from the communicator.

"Brother, are you feeling better?"

"Mhm, mhm."

Su Heng nodded and said, "I don't know why, but I feel much better lately."

The voice on the other end clearly paused.

After all, one could lie with their mouth, but now Su Heng sounded full of vigor, a stark contrast to how weak he sounded in their previous calls. He was like a completely different person.

"Really!"

Su Yue's voice became noticeably excited, "I'm about to have my summer vacation, and I was planning to visit you in Qingcheng, so I wanted to call first."

The young girl explained.

The two of them grew up together in the same compound, and their relationship was more than ordinary.

During the period when Su Heng was diagnosed with blood cancer, Su Yue called frequently.

However, as Su Heng's voice grew weaker during their calls, she reduced the frequency of their contact to avoid disturbing his rest.

She hadn't expected that this casual call would bring such a pleasant surprise.

"Okay, sure."

Although he had been living in his old, small room for a long time, Su Heng's personality was not reclusive.

"You're always welcome," he said with a cheerful laugh.

After they chatted about everyday matters for a while, Su Heng waited for his cousin to hang up first before putting down the communicator.

"A new life has begun..."

He opened the window as the night slowly descended. Although the red moon had not appeared, there weren't many pedestrians on the street.

After changing his clothes, Su Heng decided to go out for a walk and find a secluded spot to familiarize himself with the power brought by the fused template.

At the same time, he also needed to prepare for his future development.

On one hand, he needed to actively collect more True Relics, and on the other hand, Su Heng had to find ways to improve his strength.

He was fortunate to live in a relatively safe city.

But as the forbidden zones continued to expand, the city might not be able to guarantee absolute safety.

If he were just an ordinary person, he could only resign himself to fate. But now, by chance, Su Heng had obtained the extraordinary power brought by the template.

He should have this sense of crisis and continuously improve himself.

With this thought, Su Heng had already left his room and arrived at the small river he often frequented.

Following this river upstream, there was a large area of abandoned factories. Because there were rumors of Red Moon pollution there, no one actively went to that place.

After much deliberation, Su Heng felt that if he had to find a place in the densely populated city that wouldn't be easily disturbed, that abandoned factory area would definitely be one of the best choices.

He ran along the foamy riverbank. The buildings on both sides became sparser, while the woods and bushes became more luxuriant.

The surroundings were quiet, with only the occasional sound of cicadas.

Under the shroud of darkness, the forest along the riverbank even appeared somewhat eerie.

After running about four to five kilometers in one go, the abandoned factory area appeared before Su Heng.

Having been deserted for a long time, it looked very dilapidated. Various ferns climbed the surrounding walls, casting a dim shadow.

Su Heng's heart leaped with joy.

After the system was activated, his current physical fitness was excellent. Running five kilometers in one go only made his breathing slightly heavier.

He was about to cross the stone bridge and head towards the industrial zone on the other side.

But at that moment, "Plop!", a dull sound came from the riverbank.

The sound was loud. If he were to compare it, Su Heng felt that whatever fell into the water was at least the size of an adult.

Wait a minute.

The size of an adult!

Su Heng's expression shifted slightly. "Could someone have fallen into the river?"

After a moment of hesitation, Su Heng still took a detour, running towards the direction of the sound of water by the river.

At the same time, he had already reached into his pocket and pulled out his communicator, ready to call the police at any moment.

Passing through a patch of dense bushes and arriving at the riverbank, the scene before him made Su Heng's pupils contract slightly.

On the riverbank, two men were walking towards him.

Both men appeared to be around twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, wearing black short-sleeved shirts with colorful tattoos on their arms. They exuded a fierce aura, clearly indicating they were delinquents from the streets.

One of them was tall with a buzz cut, while the other had dyed his hair yellow.

The one with the buzz cut was carrying a sack, and it seemed like sticky substances were dripping from it.

The night was dark, and Su Heng couldn't see the color of the liquid dripping from the sack. However, as the river breeze blew, Su Heng could clearly smell a strong metallic scent.

It was the smell of blood!

"Damn it!"

Su Heng cursed inwardly, not expecting to stumble upon a murder and body disposal.

By the river, the two young men were also taken aback to see Su Heng.

But after only a brief moment, their expressions turned grim. The buzz-cut youth exchanged a look with his companion.

The blond nodded and slowly walked towards Su Heng, putting his hand into his pocket.

Su Heng's face turned a bit grim.

He didn't dare to act rashly, fearing they might have firearms, and could only slowly retreat.

When the two were about three meters away, the blond let out a cold laugh and pulled a folding knife from his pocket. The sharp blade sprang open, reflecting a cold glint under the starlight.

"I don't want trouble."

Seeing the folding knife, Su Heng actually relaxed. He said coldly.

"But you've already caused trouble."

The blond sneered and lunged forward, thrusting the folding knife directly at Su Heng's chest.

In his eyes, a sickly person like Su Heng posed no threat; he could finish him off in two moves.

The only thing he needed to worry about was the opponent suddenly escaping.

And now, with only three meters between them, even if Su Heng had immense abilities, he couldn't escape from him.

A folding knife, seven or eight centimeters long, would cripple anyone if it hit.

The blond even narrowed his eyes with experience, preventing the blood that would spray out from getting into his eyes.

However...

Ding!

A crisp sound rang out, and the sharp folding knife snapped in two.

A powerful recoil force traveled up his wrist.

The blond's face showed disbelief, feeling as if his stab had hit a steel wall.

The next moment.

Bang!

A dull thud suddenly sounded, mixed with the clear sound of bone shattering. A large amount of blood mixed with teeth scattered through the air.

A fist landed squarely on the blond's cheek from the side, instantly caving in his entire nose bridge. The fist even sank two to three centimeters into his face.

This blond, weighing at least 140 pounds, was sent flying seven to eight meters away by this single punch, landing stiffly at the buzz-cut man's feet.

He lay there, motionless, his life or death unknown.

The entire process happened in a flash. The buzz-cut man hadn't even reacted before he saw his companion fall at his feet.

"Kid, you..."

The buzz-cut man instinctively looked down. Upon seeing his companion's tragic state, his face changed drastically.

The blond's freckled face was almost completely smashed, turning into a mangled mess of blood and bone fragments. A red and white eyeball had fallen out of its socket, staring blankly at him.

Hiss...

The buzz-cut man felt a chill creep up his spine. The unfortunate souls they had run over with a cement truck back then hadn't died as gruesomely as this.

Is this person a monster!

"It's a misunderstanding... all a misunderstanding, brother!"

The buzz-cut man said nervously, waving his hands and speaking in a subservient tone. "We don't want any trouble."

"But you've already caused trouble..."

At some unknown time, Su Heng had appeared before the buzz-cut man. In his Template Fusion state, his height exceeding 1.9 meters exuded an immense pressure.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to," the man with the buzz cut said hurriedly, his words a bit jumbled.

"Besides, you can't kill me. My relationship with my boss..."

"Die!"

Seeing Su Heng momentarily distracted, the man with the buzz cut suddenly lunged, pulling out a steel knife and stabbing viciously towards Su Heng's waist.

He had practiced this move countless times, so it was second nature to him. However, from Su Heng's perspective after merging with the template, it was like slow motion.

He slowly extended his hand forward, his palm rapidly growing larger, his skin covered in a layer of faint golden scales. He grasped the man's head in his hand and squeezed hard.

Crack!

In the shadows, at the edge of the woods, a tall figure, nearly two meters tall, slowly released his giant hand.

In his grip, a headless corpse lay limply on the ground.

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