Chu Qianxun woke up, she held her head, not knowing how long she had been sleeping.
She just had a long and real dream.
The dream was so detailed and true that she felt that she was in another parallel world and watched her own life.
Of course, Chu Qianxun had no time to consider such unrealistic things. Her body was in an extremely uncomfortable state.
Her throat was dry and painful, her body collapsed, and she was dizzy and could hardly get up from the messy bed.
‘What’s wrong with me?’
Chu Qianxun pressed her forehead and reached out to the water cup on the small table beside the bed.
Her arms were soft and weak, barely reaching the handle of the cup. Her fingertips shook, and the whole cup fell over the table, crashing to the floor with a clatter, and twirling around on the ground.
A small reptile crawled out of the dry cup and escaped in panic.
She didn’t know how long this cup was kept there. There was no drop of water in it.
This was Interstellar 1225, Planet X. Once humans were the absolute rulers on this planet, highly civilized and rich in materials. That beautiful era was called the golden age by future generations.
Since five years ago, a huge green moon suddenly appeared in the sky and disappeared instantly. There were countless magical species that came from the sky. At this point, civilization ended and demons went rampant.
Human society became a mess, and Chu Qianxun’s life too.
She was a very ordinary fourth-order wind saint. In order to make a living, she had to take a huge risk. She followed a team to hunt demons but was seriously injured.
Fortunately, her teammates remembered to drag her back from the battlefield and threw her into this small room.
They didn’t abandon her in the wild, or else she would have become a meal for those demons.
Chu Qianxun wanted to shout, but her throat was like a rusty saw emitting only a hoarse, unpleasant little voice.
She knew she couldn’t lie down like this anymore.
Even if she laid in the small room and became a corpse, no one would come into the room to look for her.
Chu Qianxun supported her body hard, gritting her teeth to get up. But she fell from the bed to the floor. She took the support of the wall and walked vainly, crawling out of the messy and narrow room.
It was just a few steps but felt as if she walked for a long time. Finally, she caught the round doorknob, hung her whole body on it, twisted the door with all her strength, and rolled away from the room into the hallway outside.
“Oh, you, scared me.”
Passing through the door was an exquisitely dressed woman with a fancy dress. She was shocked by Chu Qianxun who suddenly threw herself out.
This woman’s name was Gao Yan. She lived next to Chu Qianxun and was in the same team as her.
“Water… Give me water,” Chu Qianxun grabbed her hand and almost hung on her.
“Eh, what are you doing? Quickly let go of me. My clothes would be torn by you!” Gao Yan scolded and finally dragged her into her room.
She swept away the things on the low square table in her room, then left Chu Qianxun to get her half a glass of water.
Her room was more chaotic than Chu Qianxun’s room. The corners were cluttered with various kinds of debris, a messy bicycle, a rusted electric fan, a tattered plastic film, and all kinds of strange creature shells.
It had been many years since the advent of the magical species. The people who survived in the wasteland basically had the habit of collecting things. In the era of extremely scarce supplies, everyone reused things that were even slightly reusable.
Even so, the things that remained in the golden age were now becoming less available.
In this world, there were various powerful demons. Humans no longer occupied the top of the food chain, but instead became food for these powerful species that suddenly appeared on the earth.
At the same time, there were many humans who had inspired special abilities. On this planet X, which was ruled by religion, these humans with abilities were called saints.
Gao Yan was a saint with the gravity ability of the middle of the fourth-order.
Chu Qianxun and her, both of them could only be regarded as small figures in the social class in this era of strong people. They were stumbling around every day, barely passing the days without selling their flesh and not starving themselves.
Chu Qianxun drank the water in a breath and felt a trace of vitality in her body. She had finally managed to recover herself from the edge of death.
She dragged her head on the table and reached for the empty glass in front of Gao Yan.
“I’m so hungry, give me some more.”
“Hey, why should I give you something, do I owe you something?”
Gao Yan was a stingy and bitter woman.
“I’m going to die if I don’t eat anything,” Chu Qianxun leaned against the table and looked at her pitifully.
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