Run! The demons are here again!"
Shangguan Mo was startled awake by the frantic shouting.
He opened his eyes in a daze and saw countless people dressed in coarse linen clothes, with sallow faces and emaciated bodies, fleeing from this small Village as if a great disaster had struck.
He stared blankly at this scene, having no idea what was happening.
Suddenly, his mind reeled, and then a strange memory flooded his brain.
His last memory was picking up his charging Apple phone, and then a sudden, excruciating pain ripped through his body.
Everything went black, and when he woke up, he saw the scene that had just unfolded.
"Land of Hot Water, Qinghe Village…"
"Demons…"
"Where is this place…?"
Shangguan Mo rubbed his throbbing forehead and muttered.
Around him was a verdant small Village, and further out, one could see square rice paddies. The people here usually relied on these crops for their livelihood.
He was an orphan in this Village, and during the busy farming season, he would help out in various family fields in exchange for food and compensation. In normal times, he lived a peaceful life, just like the other villagers.
But for some reason today, the villagers here were scattering and fleeing out of the Village as if they had gone mad.
Shangguan Mo frowned tightly, quickly sorting through the extra memories in his mind, and his face instantly changed in alarm.
"Evil God Cult!"
"What the heck? This isn't the Ninja World, is it? Am I dreaming?"
Shangguan Mo's scalp instantly tingled, and he broke out in a cold sweat.
Smack!
He slapped himself in the face.
Immediately!
A vivid red handprint appeared on his face.
"Hiss! It's not a dream!"
When he realized this, he had no time to worry about the burning pain on his face or why he had transmigrated.
The only thought in his mind was to run!
In the original memories of this body, the followers of the Evil God Cult were extremely cruel demons, and every appearance was accompanied by slaughter and destruction.
Even!
The biological parents of this body were brutally murdered by those heinous Evil God Cult followers!
Shangguan Mo quickly scanned his surroundings, chose a little-used path from his memory, and ran out.
This small Village was already in chaos, and from a distance, the frenzied shouts of those demons and the cries of the villagers could already be heard.
He couldn't help but look back.
The sharp scythes in the hands of the Evil God Cult followers were mostly stained with blood, and they were now being swung wildly. The terrified villagers seemed to have become ripe rice, being mercilessly harvested one by one, falling in swathes.
Shangguan Mo ran through the scattering villagers, heading alone towards the overgrown path.
At this moment, the Evil God Cult followers' attention was entirely on the large group of villagers. Dozens of followers, holding scythes, were frantically chasing the panicked villagers, seemingly enjoying their terrified expressions. For a time, no one paid attention to a half-grown boy like him.
Shangguan Mo's current body was very frail and not tall, appearing malnourished overall.
He crouched low and ran quickly through the grass, almost escaping the sight of all the Evil God Cult followers.
Just then!
An Evil God Cult follower, who had drawn a strange pattern of an outer circle with an inner triangle in blood on the ground, seemingly completing some mysterious ritual, looked up to find his next target and suddenly froze.
In the distant forest, he seemed to have caught a fleeting glimpse of a figure.
"Was that… a villager?"
The blood-stained follower paused, then quickly reacted.
His whole body's blood began to boil with excitement.
"Yes! That's it! Run faster for me!"
He moved, suddenly chasing in Shangguan Mo's direction.
…
Half an hour later!
The follower looked at the figure in front, whose speed had clearly slowed down a lot, and grinned wildly with excitement.
"Out of strength, aren't you? You can't escape my grasp!"
Shangguan Mo, ahead, had already calmed down.
He was exploring and searching along the location of the river in his memory, and the plan in his mind was slowly becoming clearer.
Seeing the familiar yet strange forest and land before him, Shangguan Mo felt a renewed confidence in escaping to safety.
He looked back at the forest behind him, slightly out of breath. The Evil God Cult follower was about four or five hundred meters away from him, and that distance was rapidly closing.
"From nearly a thousand meters at the start to four or five hundred meters now, this person hasn't been able to catch me, which means he's just an ordinary person. At most, he's physically better than me and stronger than me, but not a Ninja with Chakra. Otherwise, I would definitely not be alive right now! This means I still have a chance…"
Shangguan Mo's thoughts raced. The more critical the situation, the clearer and calmer his mind became.
Thump, thump, thump…
His two feet created a blur on the ground, making heavy thudding sounds, and behind him, thick dust and smoke billowed up, as if enveloping his figure and gradually causing the person behind him to lose sight.
The coarse linen clothes on Shangguan Mo's body rubbed frantically against the branches and thorns in the jungle. In just half an hour, his entire body seemed to have turned into a bloodied mess, looking incredibly crimson and shocking.
Gradually, Shangguan Mo saw the shadow of the small river.
As he got closer, his expression also gradually became excited. This body of his was very good at swimming. In his previous life, he often came here to catch fish and shrimp to fill his stomach.
Although this small river wasn't wide, no more than five or six meters, its water was very deep; one couldn't see the bottom at a glance.
The Evil God Cult follower chasing behind him saw him run straight towards the riverbank, and his expression changed.
"Oh no! This guy is going into the water!"
And when he reached the riverbank, Shangguan Mo's trace was already gone from this place, leaving only the faint ripples still undulating on the river surface, reminding him that the boy had indeed dived into the water!
The follower's face darkened, his gaze quickly sweeping across the river surface, then his expression suddenly twisted into a sneer.
"Found you, kid!"
Just over ten meters in front of him, a series of extremely tiny bubbles suddenly rose to the surface of the water, very inconspicuous. If someone didn't know the situation, they would only think they were bubbles exhaled by fish or shrimp in the water.
They wouldn't think that someone was hiding in the water, carefully taking a breath!
Whoosh!
The blade of the scythe cut through the water to a depth of nearly two meters. Soon, the surface of the river turned crimson, quickly spreading outwards.
"Hahahaha, run, you bastard!"
The follower retracted his scythe and laughed wildly with satisfaction, not rushing to swing the scythe again. Instead, he leisurely admired the alluring red on the water's surface, nodding excitedly, seemingly very pleased with his masterpiece.
Underwater.
Shangguan Mo desperately clutched the wound on his arm, but gradually, due to excessive blood loss, his face turned pale and his body became weak.
He had originally planned to lurk at the bottom of the water and seize the opportunity to sneak away when the enemy wasn't paying attention, but what he hadn't expected was that it was the low tide season!
The water was only two or three meters deep; even a slight movement couldn't be hidden from someone carefully observing from the shore.
Just as he felt increasingly weak and despairing, he didn't notice that some of his blood was flowing into a jade ring on his left hand.
This was something he had found in a second-hand market in his previous life. He thought it looked nice at the time, so he bought it and had always worn it. He just didn't know why this jade ring had followed him to the Ninja World.
Just as Shangguan Mo's consciousness began to scatter, he suddenly felt his left index finger being bitten by something. A needle-like pain shot through him, pulling his attention back.
The pain grew more and more intense, then seemed to contract, making him feel as if his left index finger would break off at any moment!
He extended his right hand, which had been covering the wound on his arm, wanting to try and pull off the ring. He didn't want to suffer this inhuman torment even in his dying moments, but he found that the ring was rooted to his finger, and he couldn't pull it off no matter how hard he tried.
"W-what's going on? And wasn't this ring something from my previous life? Why did it come with me?"
He thought incredulously.
Immediately, a simple, blank panel appeared in Shangguan Mo's mind, but it looked very blurry, as if a second pair of eyes had grown in his mind!
Then, a few lines of text suddenly appeared on the originally blank panel.
"Synthesis System binding…"
"Synthesis System binding successful"
"Synthesis interface activating, please wait…""