Chapter 1: The Diary at the End of the Century

The year 2100 AD, the last year of the twenty-first century.

Nearly 100 years have passed since the Mayans predicted the end of the world, and the generation that was deeply affected has long since left this world, and those who still live their daily lives have long forgotten the era of panic when everyone was in danger.

The largest coastal city in the Celestial Empire, at this time it is the time when spring and summer meet, the splendid spring has not ended, and the charming summer has not yet arrived.

The private Lillian Girls' College, a Western-style church school that has been built as early as the last century.

With a very long history, it has become a popular school among the upper class.

The daughter of a chaebol, the daughter of a politician, almost all the families in the city who enjoy status and fame have put their daughters here.

On this day, it was another afternoon after school, and Lilian Private Girls' College was no exception.

With the gentle spring breeze, the girls in the flower season walk together on the long ramp with elegant and refreshing smiles, looking like ordinary female high school students, just enjoying the sweet taste of youth and friendship there.

Although the aristocratic school is indispensable for intrigues, coupled with the various complex backgrounds of these girls, this kind of secret fighting has become a part of daily life, but at the age of thirteen or fourteen, they still maintain the purity and innocence of their youth. ’

This is an emaciated boy in a plain black student suit, and the chaotic thoughts that are surging in his mind at this time.

The short black hair was blown up with the breeze, and even the completely blown hairstyle couldn't stop the young and somewhat neutral face.

After all, a teenager who hasn't fully gone through adolescence, you can't expect him to be as dashing and handsome as an adult.

A height of about 1.7 meters is not a very satisfactory height for Asians who are about to enter the 22nd century.

Of course, he will never seem sorry for the audience, after all, he is still underage.

In summary, it's just a slightly above average average height.

The body that is not very strong under the suit is still acceptable for men who are still in the growth period.

In short, this is a boy paper that is relatively average except for the face, and it can also be said that it is an average beautiful boy?

At this point, I thought I needed to introduce myself. As the protagonist of this book, I guess everyone can't wait to know who I am.

My name is Shang Shi, a somewhat strange name, and it always makes me feel that there is something strange about it.

Of course, that's just the name of my now, or strictly speaking, my body.

As you can see, I'm a fresh junior high school student now, an ordinary student who lives in an ordinary apartment and doesn't have much savings, but I don't have to worry about having no money to spend.

Well, in addition to the loss of memory, pennilessness, and the loss of contact with his parents, he is indeed an ordinary student......

Extremely ordinary identity in this school full of eldest ladies.,It should be an ordinary member who doesn't deserve much talk at all.,But that's if you ignore my gender.。

That's right, as a boy paper, I shouldn't have been in this place, and even if some criminals want to try some special methods that are not accepted by the public, then I can only wish him to get out of the fully enclosed personal 'apartment' as soon as possible.

But my sister, of course, is not her own sister, but she is the president of the student council and the campus idol of this school, although she has never admitted to the latter.

As for why I call her sister, it is because after coming into this world, she is the only woman who has reached out to me and helped me take my first steps from the crossroads of life.

Help women who don't know who their parents are or where they live to have a place to stay in this new world.

If it weren't for the fact that the difference in identity is too great, and the kindness to me is too great, maybe ......

But there are no ifs in this world, so I decided to call her my sister, a strange and somewhat ambiguous title that only he knows

Taking advantage of the convenience of his sister's identity, as well as his face that has a certain lethality to most women after being reborn, the merchant was able to smoothly enter this temple in the minds of all men.

As an ordinary otaku college student in a previous life, when I first came here, I was laughed at by my sister for a long time......

Just like today, he came over to give his sister desserts of well-known brands, and he was teased by many ladies along the way.

"I'm good to have escaped!"

Next, let's answer the main topic, although the otaku life in my previous life did not give me too conspicuous special abilities, but there is a super adaptability inherent in otaku that is still vividly reflected in myself.

There is nothing to complain about in the renewed youth, and the body and relationships, which are far superior to those of the previous life, are not worth any complaints about me, except for the slightly feminine name.

But I am still full of distress, because the problem is not here, but the loss of memory.

I don't have all the memories I had from a month ago, and it was an important opportunity for me to get to know my sister, and from that point of view, I didn't have any reason to be distressed.

All I know is that I've come here from another parallel plane called Earth, and then I'm only left with memories of the last month.

The only thing that might help me get my memories back is a small diary, a very ordinary journal that can be bought everywhere.

The reason I didn't throw away this diary, which was just a little more beautifully made and nothing else featureless, was because the contents made me think I might have gotten the legendary golden finger.

There was nothing unusual when the diary was opened, and there was no image of the old uncle, nor a beautiful elf, but there were words like sonnets written on the first few pages.

And I tested these words with people I trusted in the world, but when my sister and I read them together, I still couldn't see anything, only I could see the words that were beating on the page.

The first few pages of the text record my own body values, of course, are only general values, not precise numbers.

For example, in addition to age, gender, height, and weight, the health status of various organs and tissues of the body is recorded, which allows me to monitor almost every part of my body in any situation.

From now on, my mom never had to worry about me getting sick again! Sub-health and unnatural decline of organ function are naturally no longer relevant to me!

But the key is not here, but on the second page, where your physical fitness is recorded.

Strength: F (The strength of ordinary adult males, I can't imagine that the young man has such 'divine power' at a young age, admire and admire!) )

Agility: E (Professionally trained reflexes and flexibility, only you can hit others, the enemy can't even touch you, but can't dodge laser bullets!) Kiss! )

Explosiveness: G (Junior, you're still young, it's okay to learn Saiyans is not good for your health!) )

Endurance: F (Young man, you can't even hold on for ten minutes, how can you be a qualified man!) )

Spirit: H (Mental power is extremely weak, willpower is extremely poor, and when you encounter difficulties, you retreat, worthy of being a good otaku in the Celestial Empire!) )

Intelligence: D (Your brain cells are well active, and you might be able to get a surprising result when you test your IQ!) )

Cell activity: F (normal human cell division speed, after the blood draw, the cotton ball only needs to be pressed for a while!) )

Immunity: C (The common cold and fever have long been away from you, and the malignant spread of diseases has nothing to do with you, ordinary biological poisons can only make you have stomach pain, but you may still die when encountering chemicals and biological poisons!) )

There's also a rating of Gene Awakening and a rating of Mystery, but it's always blank, so I don't care much about those two values.

After all, it looks like an ordinary map of the future city, and there is no need for these supernatural powers.

However, for a month, no anomalies appeared around him, as if nothing had happened.

Going to school, going home, every day doesn't change in the slightest......

However, just as he was about to go home after greeting an elderly couple from the hallway of the apartment, he suddenly turned around as if he felt something!

With a sharpness that he didn't seem to notice, he looked behind him with murderous aura, but he didn't find anything.

"Is it my delusion?" The merchant muttered to himself with some confusion, then shook his head, turned and walked into the apartment.

"Bang!" The iron door slammed shut, and the dimly lit hallway returned to silence.

Under the automatic lamps of the hallway where the copper wire was burned, in the flickering dim light, there was only a vague sound of breathing echoing in this empty place.

Well, since there is a breathing sound, it can never be empty.

'Good thing it wasn't found!' On the corner of the hallway, a slightly posed woman sat against the wall, panting.

She is actually not the only girl who follows the merchant, there are several of the merchant alone, after all, almost every woman likes beautiful boys.

But she's the worst of them all!

At most, the others just want to talk to the businessman, or if they can, to have a further relationship, but she wants more than that, or more to give.

She was half-leaning back, her face flushed, and she stretched her hands underneath, making a heavy wheezing sound as she moved in a regular manner.

This is a stalker, and looking at her school uniform, it is obvious that she is a student of Lillian, except that her behavior at this time is enough to be expelled from school.

However, this girl who was immersed in pleasure didn't notice a man who appeared in the depths of the corridor beside her at some point and walked slowly towards her.

The dim light, as well as the silent footsteps, it is impossible for the girl who is immersed in another world to notice it at this time.

Naturally, I didn't notice the dull face, which was all moldy and rotten skin tissue at this time.

By the time the schoolgirl seemed to be at its peak, the weird man had approached her.

The huge mouth emitted bursts of unbearable stench, and the chemicals contained in it could even be seen with the naked eye, even in the dimly lit hallway where everything seemed blurry.

There is a disgusting smell that can't find a source all over the body, and the smell of fishy gas is constantly spewing out from the open mouth, and the mixed taste is simply unbearable.

Because of this, the girl who was still immersed in the after-rhyme just now suddenly came back to her senses, turned her head and stared at the terrifying man who suddenly appeared with wide eyes.

The cloudy pupils contracted violently, the huge wings of the nose involuntarily expanded and exhaled heavy turbidity, and the corners of the mouth even flowed a faint saliva, although it was really insignificant compared to the man next to him.

All of this shows the fear in the hearts of the girls.

The saliva mouth grew, and by the time she finally realized what had happened, and wanted to react, it was too late.

The big mouth, which exuded a fishy smell and even rancidity, bit her neck fiercely before she could react, and the bright red blood sprayed on the dull face, which looked even more weird.

The lewd young man wants to let out a final cry and try to cry for help, of course, it may also be to awaken the last conscience of the guy in front of him who doesn't know if he is still human.

But the sharp teeth had pierced her throat, and it was impossible to even breathe, let alone call for help.

She struggled to raise her thin arms and flailed them in the air as if trying to grasp something, until she swallowed her last breath in excruciating pain and despair, and then fell as her bodily functions ceased.

The man, however, was still open with his mouth full of blood and ulcers, as if he had not finished his fun, and was chewing and eating the delicious flesh in front of him.

The sound of teeth chewing and bones cracking replaced the wheezing sound and echoed through the still empty hallway.

It wasn't until a long time later that the man slowly straightened up, with a mouth full of blood and flesh, and turned his somewhat stiff neck, as if he was looking for his next prey.

As the man with a thick rancid stench seemed to follow some newly found scent or something, and walked deeper into the corridor, the girl on the ground, who was already missing several pieces of meat, was still twitching.

The bright moon hanging high is still there, noble and cold, as if showing the purity and beauty of the world.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but around that round of bright moon, it seems that some faint red is eroding the holy and immaculate bright moon.

It's just that at this time, no one noticed this scene, and naturally, no one noticed the abnormality of the world.

And the merchant who was lying on the bed just a wall away was already immersed in a distant dream at this time, and he was not ready for the arrival of a new world at all.

…………

In 2099, the last year of the 21st century, the earth is still rotating normally, and the sunrise and sunset are still the same as they have been for hundreds of millions of years.

People are still immersed in wonderful dreams, living a carefree life leisurely, accompanying their loved ones, being warm with their lovers, frolicking with friends, and greeting strangers.

Complaining about the busyness of work, complaining about the incompetence of the boss, complaining about the tediousness of the teacher, complaining about the intrigues of colleagues.

In short, the world continues to function, and people are still living their normal lives, as if nothing has changed, as if nothing has changed.

In this year, the world has also ushered in the end of the movement, and the huge rest has begun to fade away.

Under the notes of madness, the world turned a new page, whether it was destruction or rebirth, and no one knew at this time.