Chapter 1

"When I was very young, I understood a principle: I wouldn't die."

"I once jumped from the tenth floor and injured a passerby."

"I once threw myself into a river, and someone happened to be diving nearby."

"I once took poison, but it turned out to be fake."

"I once tried to electrocute myself, but the voltage tripped."

"I once tried to cut my wrists, but my special constitution and incredible recovery ability meant that the wound healed before I could bleed to death."

"I once tried to lie on the railway tracks... but I was discovered by the duty personnel, criticized, and my parents grounded me for a month."

"On April 5, 2049, a nuclear war erupted without warning. A nuclear bomb exploded above my head, and the scorching white light illuminated the sky and earth. I thought I was finally going to be free... but I didn't die. Instead, I was strangely reborn and continued to live in this world!"

"But this time... I might really die."

"Not from the destruction of the stars, but from a single punch. The punch aimed at my head, the intent to shatter my soul, and the aura of death that enveloped me. I realized that... I fear death."

...

"Little brat, get lost!"

"Wang Gang!"

The explosive roar echoed in his ears, accompanied by the sound of gunfire.

The gunshot forced the figure that was about to pounce on Bai Liqingfeng to twist, avoiding the bullet. The punch that was aimed at his head turned into a sweeping blow, landing on his shoulder.

"Bang!"

In the next moment, Bai Liqingfeng felt as if he had been hit by a truck. The sound of bones breaking was clearly audible, and half of his body instantly lost sensation. He was involuntarily thrown by the terrifying force, flying six meters before crashing to the ground and rolling two more times. His knees and palms were scraped and bleeding profusely.

"Ha ha ha, Jiang Ziheng, you worthless piece of trash, you dared to bring people to ambush me, and now you're running away!?"

Wang Gang laughed maniacally, his feet bursting with power. The tiles on the floor cracked and shattered under his force, and he shot forward like an arrow, reaching a speed...

Over thirty meters per second!

"Those who block me will die!"

In front of Wang Gang, a man in his late twenties holding a gun was hit head-on. For a moment, the man seemed to be hit by a cannonball, and Bai Liqingfeng could even see the invisible ripples formed by the air being shattered.

"Bang!"

Exploded!

A fist mark was indented into the man's chest, his ribs shattered, and the violent force seemed to penetrate his body, bursting out of his back and tearing his shirt. Then...

His body also flew...

No!

Worse than Bai Liqingfeng.

Bai Liqingfeng flew six meters, but the man flew three meters before crashing into a wall, shattering the concrete and spewing blood mixed with internal organs from his mouth...

He was dead.

This was the first time in Bai Liqingfeng's thirty years of life, spanning two lifetimes, that he had seen a dead person.

And it was a person who was killed right in front of him with a single punch.

He was a studious and well-rounded student who understood physics. It takes a force of one thousand newtons to break a person's ribs, but the injuries on that man's body couldn't be explained by force alone.

Was he a monster?

Or...

A martial artist?

Wang Gang disappeared.

He chased after Jiang Ziheng, gradually moving farther away.

From another direction, someone was heard making a phone call: "Send an ambulance to save people, yes, at Xizi Alley. It's a martial artist's feud... and there's a passerby who was accidentally injured by Wang Gang, so you might need to prepare for a funeral..."

The voice gradually faded away, and soon there was no more sound.

Bai Liqingfeng lay there for a while. Several of his bones were broken, and his injuries were quite severe. Such serious injuries...

Would probably take a day or two to heal.

Go to the hospital?

No need to trouble the hospital. The admission and discharge procedures are too complicated.

So, Bai Liqingfeng, who was said to need a funeral, shakily stood up. Although his shoulder still hurt, it was a good sign that he could feel pain, which meant his injuries were healing.

Bai Liqingfeng approached the body of the middle-aged man who had been killed.

Dead person...

He wasn't afraid.

In life, one should be indifferent to life and death.

Besides, he couldn't die.

He examined the man.

"Special department of the state? Dragon Group? Or a martial arts expert? A descendant of a hidden sect?"

Bai Liqingfeng looked for half a minute until the sound of police sirens came from the alley entrance, and he then turned his gaze away.

He didn't stay there any longer and chose to leave.

At the alley entrance, he saw several medical personnel hurriedly carrying a stretcher inside, but they didn't even glance at Bai Liqingfeng, who looked normal and could walk.

...

Bai Liqingfeng's home was just around the corner, in an old part of the city. It was a two-story old building, though dilapidated, but it could make him rich if it were ever demolished.

During the three hundred meters or so walk, the cuts on his palms had healed, and the wounds on his knees had scabbed over. By the time he reached his home, he peeled off the scabs to reveal fresh, tender new skin, with no sign of any injury, as if nothing had happened.

His recovery ability was astonishing, and this constitution had come with him from his rebirth.

"I'm back."

Bai Liqingfeng said as he entered the door.

"Back, how was the job search?"

His father, Bai Li, called from the kitchen.

"It was a health supplement sales company, selling unregistered products. It didn't seem reliable."

"If you really feel bored, you can sign up for a training course. There's no need to work a summer job."

"I'll keep looking. If I can't find a job, I'll learn something."

Bai Liqingfeng said, changed his shoes, went upstairs, and entered his bedroom, lying down on the bed.

His shoulder still hurt, but the pain tolerance he had developed from his childhood antics was strong. Since he would recover soon, he didn't bother to think about it.

Lying on the bed, Bai Liqingfeng opened his eyes and looked at the somewhat dilapidated ceiling, seriously pondering a question.

"I was just a student who happened to pass by that alley, naive and innocent, and was pushed by a middle-aged man named Jiang Ziheng to block the way. The angry Wang Gang then punched me to death? You could have told me to move, and I would have. Why didn't you?"

There was no answer.

The image of Wang Gang's punch, which made him feel suffocated and instinctively tremble, flashed in his mind again.

At that moment, he really thought he was going to die.

To Wang Gang, he was as insignificant as...

An ant.

An ant that could be crushed at any time.

So, he didn't tell him to move, but punched him, just like how a person wouldn't move an ant or wait for it to crawl away, but would crush it.

"Death... If that bullet hadn't interfered, would his punch to my head have killed me? Would I have died?"

This question lingered in Bai Liqingfeng's mind.

Wang Gang was the only man in his life who made him feel the aura of death. The mental impact was so strong that it rooted in his mind, forcing him to constantly think about this question.

Would he die?

This question...

Only Wang Gang could answer.

Bai Liqingfeng tossed and turned in bed.

Half an hour, one hour, two hours, three hours...

"This world is getting interesting."

Bai Liqingfeng sat up.

"Reborn, I wanted to quietly be a well-rounded, studious, and virtuous student, not to let down those who were hurt, disappointed, and despaired in my previous life. But, the fight between two people involved me, a passerby, one used me to block the way without regard for my life, and the other tried to kill me. Now, my heart is troubled and chaotic. This chaos comes from the unknown, from curiosity, and from... death! I yearn for death because I have no attachments, but one must learn to cherish. Since I have been reborn, I should cherish life and live well... For those who make me fear and disturb my heart..."

Face them!

With a fearless heart, face them!

Wang Gang, Jiang Ziheng.

"If they want to kill me, I'll kill them."

...

"Martial arts?"

At the dining table.

His father, Bai Li, who had reheated the dishes, and his sister, Bai Die, who had just come home from work, both looked up in surprise at Bai Liqingfeng.

"You want to practice martial arts?"

"Yes."

Bai Liqingfeng nodded. "I want to find something to do this summer, so I want to practice martial arts."

"That's good. Martial arts can strengthen the body and mind, and can be used for self-defense in critical moments. Go to Sanchun Town and find your second grandfather. He knows martial arts and has taught a few disciples, and he's well-known in the area."

"Okay."

Bai Liqingfeng nodded.

"By the way, be careful recently. I heard from my colleagues that a group of fugitives has escaped to our city, and the authorities have issued a warning. If you see anyone acting strangely, don't gather around, and don't provoke them. These fugitives are said to have killed people and are very dangerous. We ordinary people can't afford to provoke them."

His father, Bai Li, warned.

"The police sirens at Xizi Alley were ringing for half a day today. Did they catch the fugitives?"

Bai Die asked.

Her company was nearby.

"Who knows? The world is getting more chaotic. The Steel Empire and the Lankan Kingdom have already gone to war, and the friction between our Xian Kingdom and the Aurora Empire is intensifying. In the past month, there have been four war parades on the streets, and the company is organizing war donations. We don't know if there will be a war, but be careful."

Bai Li said.

Bai Liqingfeng didn't speak, not telling his father and sister that he had encountered the vicious fugitives they mentioned that afternoon and had been hit by a palm strike that could have killed an ordinary person.

Although this father and sister weren't his biological parents, he had been reborn for a year, and a year of living together had developed some feelings.

Feelings...

Are the most difficult things to understand in this world.

Warming, inspiring, hurting, destroying.