The world of beauty drama begins with the surrender of Jason

Chapter 1 It seems like time travel

"Bah, bah, bah!"

Opening his mouth and spitting out a mouthful of sewage, Zhu Mingyao slowly woke up from his coma.

"Why does this flash flood smell so bad? It's like a sewer."

He retched twice in disgust, resisted the soreness all over his body, rolled over and sat up from the cold, wet ground, looked up and looked around.

There are deep corridors made of cement bricks on the left and right, with no end as far as the eye can see, but one side is blocked by erected iron fences, making this place a dead end, and he is at the end of this dead end.

A small snaking snake-like sewage at the foot exuded a strong rancid smell, flowing quietly through the fence and disappearing into the darkness in the distance.

This doesn't look like a sewer, this is a sewer!
  "Where was I swept away by the flash flood?"

There was silence in the darkness, with only the dimly visible long narrow corridor and the kerosene lantern hanging on the wall reminding the freshman majoring in folklore that this was no longer the ruined temple in the mountain where the intern team took shelter from the rain.

"His!"

A sudden pain in his head made Zhu Mingyao cry out. It felt as if someone suddenly pried open his Tianling Cap and forced a lot of things in.

"Too, too big, no! It's too much...it hurts! It hurts! It hurts!"

Zhu Mingyao took a deep breath, his eyes were dull, trying to digest the extra messy memories in his mind.

……1997? parallel world? Los Angeles, West Coast of the North American Federation?
  is that a lie? Time travel...?
  My mom's home has just been demolished, and I am preparing to become a happy second-generation rich man roaming the campus, and start an unforgettable story with the hot and innocent schoolmates...!
  It would be unlucky to encounter a flash flood when going out with the seniors in the internship group! Now you're telling me that I traveled directly through time?

Zhu Mingyao stretched out his hand. Under the dim light of the kerosene lamp, the thin and thin arms were vaguely visible, which dispelled some of his luck - he weighed just over 180 last month, and the fat on his belly was wrinkled. , how can anyone be so thin?
  It's soul piercing, he didn't run away!
  Thinking of this, he was horrified, and he hurriedly unzipped his large pants from his waist and reached out to touch them.

"Okay, okay, brother is still here!"

Zhu Mingyao let out a long sigh. Although he traveled to the Federation, he did not become a transgender person like the locals. He was finally lucky among misfortunes.

If he were to travel back in time to a Buff monster such as a fat black female and a vegetarian homosexual, even if he knew that this was a powerful hero in the future version, Zhu Mingyao would still dare to stab himself and retreat instantly and restart!

I am a dignified seven-foot man. Starving to death is a small matter, but losing integrity is a big deal!

However... I remember that my body was only fifteen or sixteen years old. It should be a Chinese orphan adopted by a charity organization in Los Angeles. How could it appear here?

Zhu Mingyao carefully recalled the original information.

"It seems that he was brought here in a daze after a short sleep. Could it be a kidnapping?
  But who would kidnap a poor orphan with no money or money?

Could it be that he encountered a specialty of the Federation - a perverted murderer? "

"No matter what is going on, I am definitely in danger now!"

Zhu Mingyao held on to the wall and tried to stand up, but as soon as his feet moved, he stumbled.

He looked down and saw a long chain tied to his right foot. The other end of the chain was nailed deeply into the wall, making a clattering sound of gold and iron as he moved.

"No wonder no one is watching."

Zhu Mingyao struggled with the iron chain for a long time by grinding and pulling, but in the end it was useless except that he was sweating profusely.

He wiped the sweat from his head and looked around carefully, trying to find a way to escape.

At this moment, faint footsteps suddenly came from the end of the corridor.

someone is coming!

Zhu Mingyao panicked for a moment, his mind was racing, and then he calmed down forcefully.

Now that you’ve got this, you can only gamble on luck!

He lay down against the wall, pretending to be still unconscious, his eyelids drooped with only a crack visible. His body seemed to be curled up, but in fact his muscles were tense, ready for a desperate fight at any time.

The sound of disorderly footsteps approaching quickly, mixed with heavy breathing and moaning, seemed to reveal a hint of panic.

"Hu... huh!"

A figure stumbled over. He was wearing a pair of jeans on his lower body and a nondescript black hooded short robe on his upper body. He also covered the lower half of his face with a cloth. There was a huge wound between his chest and abdomen, and there was blood. It continuously gushes out from it and drips onto the ground.

When the figure saw the iron fence in front of him, he smiled happily like a duck under the mask:

"Escaped, geez, the Lord really cared for me..." He didn't care about Zhu Mingyao, who was lying next to him pretending to be still unconscious. With a flick of his brush, he pulled out a strange snake-shaped dagger from his waist and grabbed a The fence was cut desperately.

"Isn't this person out of his wits?" Zhu Mingyao opened his eyes slightly and secretly peeped at the figure's movements.

Although the iron fence is a little rusty, it is still as thick as a thumb. It can be cut with a dagger. Do you think it is a heavenly sword or a dragon-slaying knife in your hand...

However, in the blink of an eye, Zhu Mingyao's slander was ruthlessly slapped in the face by reality.

As the figure uttered a strange hissing sound from its mouth, the snake-shaped dagger was suddenly covered with a black-purple water-like shimmer, and it cut off large pieces of iron filings with one easy swipe. The effect was almost as good as an electric hacksaw. Where to go.

"I'll go! This, is this an enchantment or a laser weapon?"

Zhu Mingyao's eyes widened, and his body couldn't help but move slightly. The shackles hit the cement floor with an imperceptible sound.

"Ok?"

The figure turned back suddenly!

A pair of bloodshot eyes glared over fiercely, just in time to meet Zhu Mingyao's shocked gaze.

Eye to eye!

The next moment, the evil wind rushed towards him, and the masked man stabbed Zhu Mingyao with a knife!

"Fuck!"

Fortunately, Zhu Mingyao had some precautions in advance. He rolled like a lazy donkey with all his strength and barely avoided the opponent's blade.

Crack! With a loud sound, the snake-shaped dagger passed close to Zhu Mingyao's waist and penetrated two or three inches deep into the cement floor!

Seeing the cold light flashing on the blade, Zhu Mingyao's adrenaline surged, his heart pounded, and he almost jumped out of his throat.

He swallowed and stared at the other person nervously.

The masked man opposite let out a cry of pain, as if the previous attack was too violent and affected the wound. He hunched over for a while and failed to pull out the dagger stuck in the ground after trying twice.

"There's a chance!" Zhu Mingyao's eyes lit up.

His teeth were chattering, and his trembling hands clenched and unclenched, then clenched again, and his nails pierced the skin on his palms, but he didn't even know it.

Zhu Mingyao is not a timid person, but for a college student who grew up in a peaceful era, suddenly facing a knife-wielding murderer would be too much of a test of his decision-making ability.

Death or life?
  And time is always fair and will not stop passing because of someone's hesitation.

Seeing the masked man pulling out the dagger with all his strength, his body was unbalanced and staggered backwards. Zhu Mingyao finally got heartbroken, let out a hysterical roar, and bumped into him!
  "Dangdang!"

The two rolled into a ball on the ground. Zhu Mingyao grabbed the masked man's wrist with all his strength with his left hand to prevent him from swinging the dagger. The five fingers of his right hand formed a hook and directly grabbed it from the huge wound on the opponent's abdomen!

Ouch! A miserable howl sounded.

The masked man's whole body twitched from the severe pain, and the dagger he was about to chop off fell weakly.

Zhu Mingyao didn't dare to relax. Taking advantage of his small body, he pressed his head against the opponent's chin, and stirred the opponent's belly crazily with his palms. He seemed to have pinched a soft thing in his daze. He didn't have time to think about it carefully, and tried his best with all his strength. A tug!
  As if cut off by an invisible blade, the howl suddenly stopped.

After a while, he felt that the other party had stopped struggling and was like a pile of mud collapsed on the ground. Only then did Zhu Mingyao gasp for breath, trembling and losing strength, picked up the fallen dagger and put it on his face. Look carefully at people's necks.

At this time, the guy's faceband had fallen off during the scuffle, revealing the face of a thin, pale white man.

His pupils gradually dilated, and he saw that he was dying. He was still mumbling something incomprehensible from his mouth that kept spitting out bloody foam.

"Unexpectedly... the sacrifice... killed... gurgling..."

As the voice gradually became lower and disappeared, the man tilted his head to the side with a look of reluctance and made no sound.

If it were a different time, Zhu Mingyao could probably deduce some of his current situation based on the man's dying words.

But now, with the rest of his life behind him, he can't think about it that much.

Because in his mind, a glorious bamboo slip was slowly unfolding, and a line of text on it gradually took shape:
  Kill an evil demon and sacrifice one, and get 10 causal points as a reward!
  　New people, new books, working towards signing a contract.

　　
  　
  (End of this chapter)