05: Members of the Changing Heaven, Revival is Forbidden
“Stop!” Qin Xiaofan interrupted him, surprised at how terrified this guy was of dying. “I'm not interested in your rambling. I'm not killing you simply because your clothes are decent—it’s a shame to ruin them with a slash.”
“If you want to live, hurry up and take off your clothes!”
“After that, get as far away from here as you can.”
The blond was stunned. He quickly stripped, left with nothing but his underwear, hugging his shoulders and shivering in the wind. “Big brother, could you give me the clothes you took off?”
Qin Xiaofan laughed. “I never said I’d switch clothes with you.”
The blond was baffled. “Then who’s changing?”
A cough sounded not far away.
Xiao Yan walked over silently, looking awkward.
In disbelief, the blond watched as Xiao Yan slowly removed the pink cheongsam he wore.
Instantly, the blond was dumbfounded...
In the end, he refused to put on the pink cheongsam. Clinging to the last shred of dignity, he left wearing only his underwear. His departing figure was desolate.
When Xiao Yan took off the cheongsam, the beauty in his heart turned into a young man. This transformation made everything in the world seem dull and tasteless.
Hopefully, he wouldn’t be scarred for life.
Qin Xiaofan felt sympathy.
He also admired the blond’s courage to walk away nearly naked, but doubted the guy would survive alone...
Beside him, Xiao Yan donned a trendy denim outfit, looking exceptionally handsome—a proper pretty-boy star.
This gave Qin Xiaofan a sense of crisis—
He might lose his title as Earth’s most handsome guy.
“Hey! Huohuo, why are you still holding onto that cheongsam? Aren’t you going to burn it?”
Qin Xiaofan’s words made Xiao Yan freeze.
Sweat trickled down his forehead.
He hugged the neatly folded pink cheongsam, stammering,
“Burn...”
“It’s too wasteful to burn it!”
“Clothes are scarce resources. Later... we can keep it for girls to wear…”
Qin Xiaofan paused.
A question mark flashed in his mind: “The girl he’s talking about... could it be himself?”
Ultimately, Qin Xiaofan decided to believe Xiao Yan’s nonsense.
Now, it was time to fill their stomachs.
Qin Xiaofan set the giant yellow eel over the fire to roast.
Soon, the aroma of grilled meat wafted through the air. He sliced off a piece and tasted it.
Hmm...
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Although the taste was a bit fishy, the texture was quite good.
As he ate, Qin Xiaofan asked Xiao Yan, “That blond guy claims to be a C-level psychic. How are psychics actually classified?”
Xiao Yan thought for a moment and replied,
“They’re ranked S, A, B, C, D, and E.”
“S is the highest. Rumor has it there’s SS and SSS above S, but that’s never been confirmed.”
“The criteria are practicality and danger of the ability.”
“For example, me—I control fire, but right now, I’m just a D-level psychic. D means it’s useful, but not dangerous.”
Qin Xiaofan blinked. “How do psychics improve their rank?”
Xiao Yan added a stick to the fire.
“Every psychic has a mysterious force within them. To get stronger, they must increase that force through various means—like constantly practicing their abilities, pushing their physical limits, and so on.”
“Psychics can also forcibly stimulate that force for a temporary boost, but it puts immense strain on the body.”
Qin Xiaofan nodded.
He then checked his system panel.
Host: Qin Xiaofan
Level: Unknown
Skills: None
Equipment: Butcher’s knife, Titanium Eye
Points: 320
Mission: Revive 5 humans (1/5)
Qin Xiaofan scratched his head—why was his level still unknown?
He asked the system in his mind, which replied, “The host’s physical condition is special; level cannot be determined.”
Special?
Could it be because of the white floating light entering his body?
Qin Xiaofan didn’t understand, but felt it must be impressive.
Then he discovered with delight that the points shop had unlocked.
Opening the shop, he found three categories: Tools, Food, and a question mark category, but only Tools was available.
Inside Tools were all sorts of primitive items—shovel, hoe, saw, axe, mostly farming equipment, with not a single modern tool.
So—
Was he supposed to revive civilization starting from an agricultural society?
...
As the afternoon wore on, the temperature rose.
The two continued searching for statues.
But statues with a single mark on the back of the head were extremely hard to find; they searched for most of the day without success.
After all, the era of psychics was long ago—many statues might be buried underground.
Who knows how humans after the psychic era handled the statues, to end up with this situation.
Xiao Yan seemed to have discovered something.
He dug through the earth and pulled out a metallic object.
A metal bottle.
It gleamed under the sunlight.
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He checked it—no damage, could be used to carry water. Looking up, he realized Qin Xiaofan was gone.
Xiao Yan panicked.
“Huohuo! Over here!”
Qin Xiaofan’s call came from beyond a thicket.
Xiao Yan hurried over.
It was a small hill covered in weeds.
In front of Qin Xiaofan stood a statue, half-buried in earth.
It appeared to be a middle-aged man.
On the back of his head, there was just one mark.
Qin Xiaofan grinned. “Looks like our luck’s pretty good.”
But Xiao Yan frowned deeply.
He stared at the statue’s head. “This person... I think I’ve seen him somewhere.”
Though the carving was rough, it was still evident that this middle-aged man’s expression was fierce, and several strange scars were etched on his face.
The scars crisscrossed, forming what looked like the letter A.
Suddenly, Xiao Yan remembered. He exclaimed in horror,
“He... he’s Scar A! I saw his wanted poster in the news. Because of the A-shaped scar on his face, he’s called Scar A.”
“He’s said to be a minor leader in the Skyturn Organization, a top B-level psychic, extremely dangerous!”
“Over ten people died by his hands; he’s fond of torturing victims. For a while, his photos were all over the internet, so I remember him clearly.”
Qin Xiaofan was dumbstruck.
What terrible luck...
Finally found one, and it’s a member of the Skyturn Organization.
After thinking, Qin Xiaofan said, “Since he’s so wicked, let’s just destroy the statue, and confirm my theory while we’re at it.”
He grabbed the butcher’s knife and struck the statue hard.
“Clang!”
Sparks flew.
Yet the statue was completely unharmed.
Qin Xiaofan frowned.
He retreated several meters, activated the forty-meter giant blade, and slashed down.
“Boom!”
When the smoke cleared, the statue was still utterly intact.
Xiao Yan was stunned.
Qin Xiaofan, as if expecting this, sighed,
“Looks like my guess was right. The statue is protected by some mysterious force—it can’t be destroyed. This explains why all the stone statues are perfectly preserved.”
Xiao Yan looked at the statue. “So what do we do? Just leave it?”
Qin Xiaofan pondered.
He bent down and picked up a white stone.
Under Xiao Yan’s puzzled gaze, he wrote eight conspicuous words on the statue—
“Skyturn member, forbidden to revive!”