C1 Loli(1)

The genesis of this writing was to amalgamate all the positive thoughts and captivating tales from the depths of the heart into a post-apocalyptic setting. It's a world where the Three Kingdoms vie for dominance, where role-playing, love, hatred, paranormal powers, towering walls, giants, zombies, demonic beasts, and the ultimate life forms come to life. If it's enthralling, it will make an appearance. If you approach this story with an open heart, it will not let you down. This isn't merely an online novel; it's a tapestry woven from a multitude of wonderful stories, a narrative that stirs a whirlwind of emotions.

In the coastal city of Bluecliff, Chaudon, lives Jiang Feng. A few months ago, he graduated from the Tianying Police Academy, but he chose not to join the police force, opting instead for a directionless existence at home.

This decision stemmed from his dying mother's words two years prior: "I forbid you to become a police officer." That final wish ruthlessly shattered the dream he had nurtured since childhood.

The loss of his parents and his mother's parting words weighed on him like twin mountains of blades, leaving his heart scarred and battered. Life turned mundane and solitary, but Jiang Feng persevered, living on his own.

Eventually, driven by an empty bank account, Jiang Feng sought out a mundane job. It was enough to keep him fed and clothed, yet he remained unfulfilled, his heart elsewhere.

Each night, he'd gaze at his diploma and the memorial portraits of his parents, alone in the vastness of his room.

One evening, past 7 PM, as Jiang Feng lay on his bed staring at the ceiling light, a thought crossed his mind: "Maybe it's time to find a girlfriend." A colleague had recently suggested a match for a blind date. Why not take the chance? But with his meager income and no savings, could it really work out?

Despite his doubts, Jiang Feng mustered the courage to call the woman he'd been introduced to.

To his surprise, the conversation flowed effortlessly, and she was even willing to meet him immediately.

Elated, Jiang Feng spruced himself up and headed to the upscale restaurant they'd agreed upon.

There, he was greeted by an attractive young woman, 22 years old and two years his junior. Their exchange was refreshingly straightforward, and they quickly shared details about their jobs and educational backgrounds.

"Why don't you become a police officer? You'd have a high salary," the girl inquired.

"Both my parents were cops, and they both gave their lives in the line of duty. My mom's dying wish was for me not to follow in their footsteps," he explained.

"So, you're on your own now?"

"Yeah."

"Can I ask something practical? I was too shy to bring it up before, and it might sound crass, but it's important."

She wasn't usually this blunt, but knowing he was an orphan made her reconsider any potential with Jiang Feng, so she cut to the chase to save time.

"Go ahead," Jiang Feng said with a smile.

"Do you own a car?"

"Nope."

"What about savings?" she asked, her face showing a hint of scorn.

"Not much to speak of."

"You must have a house, right? I heard from a friend you're a Bluecliff native."

"I've been in Bluecliff since I was little, but I wouldn't call myself a native. I can't even speak the local dialect fluently."

She frowned, silently blaming Xiaoli for setting her up with someone without doing her homework.

"I'm not asking for much, but not even a place to...," she trailed off, realizing it was impolite to be too blunt.

She stopped talking and listlessly swirled her wine glass, her expression a mix of disappointment and disdain, as if she'd written Jiang Feng off.

"I may not be a native, but I do have a house. That sort of makes me a local, right?" Jiang Feng offered.

Her expression shifted from disdain to surprise, then to a smile.

"Oh, I see. My bad for not asking. Where's your house?"

"Heyday!"

"Heyday?" Her eyes gleamed with interest.

Heyday was a prestigious neighborhood in Bluecliff, where a single home could be worth millions. Jiang Feng's parents had been well-paid officers but had spent their entire savings on that house.

Hearing it was Heyday, the girl's attitude toward Jiang Feng took a swift and favorable turn.

Jiang Feng could sense that the girl had high expectations for material things, which might mean they weren't a good match. He made it clear to her that aside from owning a house, he had no savings and a modest income, possibly unable to provide the lifestyle she desired.

Yet, the girl seemed unfazed and expressed her willingness to pursue a relationship with Jiang Feng.

Feeling he had found a genuine person, Jiang Feng was content and elated. However, when the girl excused herself to use the restroom after a lengthy conversation, Jiang Feng, having consumed plenty of beverages, also needed to go.

Approaching the restroom, he was surprised to find the girl not inside but on the phone in a nearby corner. Driven by curiosity, Jiang Feng discreetly listened in.

"Sis, this guy owns a house worth millions. But he's an orphan with no savings, and his income is low. I'm worried about making ends meet, yet I can't let go of that house. What should I do?"

Unable to hear the response, Jiang Feng could only gauge from the girl's animated response that she had received some shrewd advice.

"Sis, you're a genius. I'll convince him to become a cop. With that, his income is secured. And if he were to fall in the line of duty, the house would be all mine."

Chilled by what he heard, Jiang Feng was shocked by the girl's cunning. He left, feeling a profound sense of disappointment, and settled the bill before departing.

Returning from the restroom, the girl saw Jiang Feng exiting the restaurant and hurried after him. "Hey, where are you going?"

"It's simple, you're just not my type," Jiang Feng retorted without looking back.

"What are you talking about? There are plenty of people interested in me. You don't know what you're missing," she snapped back, clearly irritated.

Jiang Feng hailed a cab, and before getting in, he delivered one final line: "Those chasing you are only after the surface, nothing more."

"What are you talking about? What kind of nonsense is this..."

Before the girl could finish her sentence, Jiang Feng abruptly slammed the door shut, leaving her disheveled in the wind.

Following this disastrous blind date, Jiang Feng's faith in the process had all but evaporated. He had been warned that the girls tended to be materialistic, but the reality was even more predictable than he'd feared.

As night fell over Bluecliff, the city lights dazzled and the streets bustled with activity. To an outsider, the scene was ever-changing, but to Jiang Feng, it felt monotonously repetitive, as hollow and unchanging as a loop, as tepid and unexciting as lukewarm water.

By the time he got home, it was well past 11 pm.

After freshening up, Jiang Feng tried to settle down for the night, but sleep eluded him.

He wandered over to the window and flung it open, gazing into the profound darkness and sighing, "If only the heavens would grant me the perfect woman."

Jiang Feng knew such sighs were futile, yet he couldn't suppress the urge to vent.

In a sudden outburst, he yelled into the night sky, "Oh heavens, send me a woman!"

No sooner had the words left his mouth than several nearby windows flew open. A neighbor poked his head out and yelled, "Have you lost your mind? Got water in your brain?"

"Pathetic nerd, I'm with you," chimed in another.

"Brother, count me in."

"You bunch of fools, got women on the brain, have you?"

Jiang Feng chuckled to himself; clearly, he wasn't the only one plagued by boredom. But the moment of levity passed, and reality beckoned. With work awaiting him the next day, it was time to try for some sleep.

Closing his eyes, Jiang Feng hoped for a dream, a dream so wonderful he'd never want to wake up.

At the crack of dawn, while the sky was still dim, Jiang Feng's room was suddenly ablaze with flickering lights and filled with a cacophony of noise, jolting him awake. Rubbing his eyes, he was dumbfounded by the sight before him.

The flashes were from tiny bolts of lightning, and the noise was accompanied by gusts of wind that whipped his room into chaos.

It was like a scene from a movie about time travel, and Jiang Feng felt a mix of fear and anticipation. Could it be that the heavens had heard his plea? Was he about to receive the woman he had called for?

Just as Jiang Feng had anticipated, the moment the lightning ceased and silence reclaimed the room, a figure materialized out of nowhere—a woman, stark naked.

Jiang Feng, overcome with excitement, quickly flicked on the bedside switch, flooding the room with light.

But instead of nosebleeds or exhilaration, Jiang Feng was met with a staggering blow. The woman before him was, in fact, a little girl.

His face twisted in agony and conflict, his mind a tumultuous sea of confusion. He couldn't make heads or tails of the situation. Why had a child appeared out of the blue? Could the phenomenon of transmigration actually exist?

Minutes passed, yet the little girl remained motionless.