It was only that, in the simulation, his vital energy had been greatly injured after fighting Yuan Tiangang, leaving him unable to display his true strength.
But in reality, he had not been injured.
At this moment, he was even stronger than he had been at his peak in the simulation. Every punch and kick contained terrifying power.
The sudden surge of strength left Yun Ming somewhat unaccustomed to it, and he failed to control himself properly.
Looking at the ruins before him, an indescribable panic and unease rose within him.
With a thought, the martial arts that seemed ingrained in his bones allowed him to effortlessly sense his surroundings.
He immediately discovered that among these ruins, he was the only living person left.
Those innocent people had all perished in this disaster.
Yun Ming's face instantly turned pale as paper, and he stood frozen in shock.
He had actually killed so many people. This was an outcome he had never imagined.
Earlier, he had mocked his simulated self for treating human lives like grass, yet in reality, he had caused such a terrible tragedy in the blink of an eye.
Fortunately, it was daytime, and not many people were at home.
If it had been nighttime, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
Yun Ming forcibly suppressed the panic and unease in his heart, trying his best to accept this cruel reality.
He told himself that the dead could not return to life. Everything had been destined.
If anyone was to blame, it could only be that these people had bad luck.
Yun Ming repeated these words over and over in his heart, trying to make himself colder and more ruthless.
His simulated self had been so vicious and merciless.
He had to be hard-hearted as iron too!
Since ancient times, mortals had been like ants, their lives thinner than paper. The strong preyed on the weak; if they were trampled to death, then they were trampled to death.
Ten deaths were just a number. A hundred deaths were also a number. A thousand, ten thousand, a hundred thousand, or a million deaths were all just numbers.
Yun Ming kept telling himself this, taking deep breaths and calming his trembling heart.
He looked at the massive boulders sealing him in on all sides.
He could sense that, to him, they were nothing more than tofu, easily shattered with a single blow.
But—
Yun Ming nervously scanned his surroundings, silently praying that he could find something to conceal himself with.
He knew full well that his simulation process was being livestreamed. If anyone saw his face, it would probably cause an immediate worldwide uproar.
Worse still, if it drew the attention of the Super Soldier Company or even the angels, the consequences would be unbearable.
"This is really awful. Why does it have to be livestreamed?" Yun Ming muttered resentfully, feeling as though he were being roasted over a fire.
He was unsure whether the angels had already arrived, but whether they had come or not gave him an enormous headache.
Especially now that this had happened.
After searching for a while, Yun Ming found nothing that could conceal his face.
Left with no choice, he smeared dust and ash across his face, hoping to hide it somewhat. However, he knew this could not completely conceal his identity, and helplessness and anxiety welled up inside him.
As he sensed the outside world, Yun Ming discovered many onlookers, as well as many kind-hearted people moving rocks in an attempt to rescue others.
Seeing this, he felt deeply ashamed.
Just moments ago, he had actually harbored murderous thoughts out of fear of being recognized, wanting to use violence to cover up his identity.
"How laughable. When watching the simulation, I said I could never be that bad, yet now I've come up with such an awful thought." Yun Ming laughed bitterly at himself, realizing that his power had already caused him to lose himself somewhat.
After some consideration, Yun Ming decided to abandon the idea of getting out on his own.
He planned to wait for the rescue workers to arrive, then find a way to leave afterward.
That way, he could avoid drawing too much attention while also ensuring his own safety.
While waiting, Yun Ming sensed the situation outside while reflecting on and practicing control over the martial arts in his memories.
He hoped this would prevent something similar from happening again.
After an unknown amount of time, Yun Ming finally heard the sound of sirens.
He immediately found a relatively weak spot and opened up a passage so the rescue workers could discover and save him as soon as possible.
If they find that I'm the only survivor in the end, I wonder what they'll think. Sigh, I'll just have to take things one step at a time. Yun Ming sighed inwardly, but he had also prepared himself to face everything.
His thoughts were in turmoil, and he considered many things.
This was destined to become a stain on his record and a dark chapter in his past.
The protagonist group and the angels would probably become his enemies in the future.
This was so annoying!
As the massive boulders were removed through everyone's combined efforts, the medical staff and firefighters swiftly moved into action, carefully carrying Yun Ming, who was pretending to be unconscious, into the ambulance.
Going to the hospital? Absolutely not. Yun Ming thought to himself.
He slightly raised his heavy eyelids and caught sight of several medical workers busily examining him, preparing to put him on an IV drip.
At that moment, Yun Ming lightly flicked his finger, and an invisible burst of internal strength instantly erupted, scattering outward like a whirlwind.
"Ugh!"
The four medical workers suddenly let out pained groans. Their bodies seemed to have been struck by bullets, and they all collapsed to the floor.
"Ah!"
Yun Ming sat bolt upright like someone rising from a deathbed, staring wide-eyed at the horrific scene before him.
He had never expected his action to cause such serious consequences.
He had only wanted to knock the medical workers unconscious with his internal strength, yet he had unexpectedly pierced straight through their bodies.
"Th-this... I clearly tried my best to control the force. How did this happen?" Yun Ming's eyes widened.
At that moment, he felt utterly shocked and remorseful.
Did I still fail to control my strength? Or are ordinary people's bodies really just too fragile? Yun Ming was filled with confusion and self-reproach.
He truly had not intended to kill anyone. He had only wanted to protect himself from being discovered.
How did things end up like this? Yun Ming felt as though he wanted to cry but had no tears. He felt as if he were slowly walking down the path of a villain.
He had clearly wanted to be a good person, yet he had somehow created such a situation.
Just then, the sharp sound of brakes rang out. Clearly, the driver had noticed something unusual in the back. Yun Ming hurriedly opened the rear door and got out.
He looked up and saw the driver run to the other side, frantically reporting the situation with a phone pressed to his ear. "I don't know what happened either. Four medical workers suddenly fell to the ground, and they're bleeding. And that injured person we just put in the ambulance—he's already gotten out. He looks like he's fine."
The driver's words clearly reached Yun Ming's ears.
A thought stirred in his heart. Should I kill the driver too, just to silence him?
The moment that thought surfaced, he swiftly forced it back down.
"He doesn't know anything."
"I'm not a homicidal maniac."
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