Someone was assembling a gun.
Behind the wall was the living room, not the master bedroom.
Meng Chao's gaze was a little dangerous. He picked up the emergency flashlight and quietly floated out of the room like a ghost.
His footsteps were very strange. When the tips of his feet touched the ground, he slid forward gently like a leopard moving in stealth. He did not make a single sound.
Even breathing came from a corner of the living room.
Bai Jiacao seemed to have fallen asleep.
Meng Chao smiled and suddenly turned on the flashlight.
He was just in time to see a girl with sparkling eyes. She was not asleep at all. Instead, she was fiddling with a strange-looking gun.
Bai Jiacao was wearing pink pajamas with pictures of puppies printed all over them.
Her face was also dazed by the strong light, just like a puppy's.
Half a second later, she quickly hid the gun behind her.
But she was not as fast as Meng Chao.
The girl's vision blurred, and the gun landed in her brother's hands.
'Where did you get this gun?'
Meng Chao observed the gun and suddenly found it incredibly familiar.
The gun turned into a red-hot soldering iron, and a sharp pain shot from his fingertips to the center of his brows. The memories from his previous life danced like butterflies, and his nightmarish flashback appeared again.
Fire, screams, and a mysterious monster.
Bai Jiacao, who was dressed in puppy pajamas, held the gun with both hands and fired with trembling hands.
Sparks flew everywhere, smoke filled the air, and the recoil threw her off her feet.
It burned and crumbled. His father roared, his mother screamed, his own roars, and his little sister's cries of regret.
'It's this gun!'
Meng Chao realized in shock that when the fog descended in his previous life, Bai Jiacao had been fearless and used this gun to fire at a mysterious monster.
It attracted the monster's attention, and it rushed to their house.
His mother was injured badly because of her legs.
When she went to school, he could no longer stand the class rep's mockery, and in the end, he fought against Zuo Haoran.
At that time, there was no way he was Zuo Haoran's opponent.
He was injured by the class rep with an incredibly sinister method. At that time, he did not notice it, but a few days before the national college examination, his breathing hurt, and his maximum punching strength dropped by 30%.
In the end, he was only a few points away from getting into a higher vocational college.
Bai Jiacao blamed herself deeply. She believed that her mother's injuries and her brother's failure in the national college examination were all because of her recklessness.
Perhaps it was this incident that became her inner demon, the beginning of her descent into the demonic path.
"Brother, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me, brother!" The little girl's voice came into his ears.
Meng Chao shuddered and stopped thinking. "Yeah."
Bai Jiacao sighed in relief. "We made this during our handicraft class. I snuck it home to play with it. Big Brother, hurry up and give it back to me. If our father finds out, I'll be scolded!"
The little girl's face was filled with a flattering smile, and she was just short of wagging her tail.
She reached out her hand to grab it, but it was empty air.
"Confiscated."
Crack! Meng Chao disassembled the gun into parts with one hand.
"Ah, my gun!"
The flattering smile instantly turned into anger. The little girl jumped up from the camp bed and bared her fangs. "It took me a lot of effort to make this. The Survival Committee has issued a decree that when the fog descends, all citizens above the age of fourteen can legally hold swords and firearms to defend their lives and homes. I have the right to fight!"
"Go play somewhere else."
"Why?"
"Because the gun you made is trash. The parts aren't even polished properly, and you're still chasing after the greatest power? This kind of trash will release thick smoke and sparks when you fire it. It's even more dazzling than firecrackers. Monsters will definitely notice it."
"Who said that? The gun I made is the best in class, and I even got ninety-nine marks during the midterms."
Bai Jiacao was exasperated. She swung her fists and threatened her brother. "Bad Big Brother, Stinky Big Brother, Rotten Big Brother, hurry up and give it back to me, or else I'll snatch it!"
"Snatch?"
Meng Chao heard a joke.
"That's right. Don't force me to attack you. You don't know how strong I am right now."
Bai Jiacao rolled up her sleeves and said smugly, "Big Brother, I'm not lying to you. You really aren't my opponent. It's not too late for you to surrender now."
"You?" Meng Chao hooked his finger at her.
The future Dark Witch was angry.
She pounced on her older brother like a hungry tiger pouncing on a lamb.
Ever since she taught eight hooligans a lesson in the alley at the back of the university, the girl became very confident in her monstrous strength, which was increasing day by day.
She even reminded herself repeatedly in her heart.
'Take it easy. You have to take it easy. Don't injure Stinky Big Brother.
Otherwise, if he screams, he will report me to Dad, and that will be bad. '
But against her expectations, right when this thought flashed in her mind …
Bai Jiacao felt the world spin around her. She fell back at a moderate pace, and all the strength in her body scattered.
Her older brother even reached out with two fingers at lightning speed and clamped down on her nose.
His fingers were as merciless as pincers.
"Urk!"
The girl could not breathe through her nose. It was so painful that tears fell down her cheeks.
Her mind was a mess. 'What's going on? I'm a beautiful girl with monstrous strength who's invincible in middle school!'
Bai Jiacao squirmed with all her might in an attempt to break free from his grasp.
Meng Chao had no sympathy for her. "Say it. You're wrong."
"Wrong, my foot!"
The future Dark Witch had a lot of backbone.
"Indeed, it's my sister's fault."
Meng Chao nodded, and a smile appeared on his face.
"You —"
Bai Jiacao sucked in a deep breath and wanted to scream.
"Go ahead. Call Dad and Mom out. Let them see the good gun you assembled." Meng Chao was very calm.
His words struck Bai Jiacao's weakness. The girl's eyes went wide, and she instantly gave up.
The stalemate lasted for a few seconds. Then, tears fell out of her eyes, and she huffed reluctantly. "Big Brother, I-I was wrong."
"That's more like it. Good girl." Meng Chao let go in satisfaction.
Bai Jiacao covered her nose and rubbed it for a long time.
When she saw the gun she had modified with great difficulty turn into parts in her older brother's hands, she wanted to cry, but no tears came out.
"Save me! My big brother has turned into a demon! Someone, save me! I'm an innocent girl who's suffering!"
The future Dark Witch covered her nose and mouth and screamed in the softest voice she could muster, which was as soft as a mosquito's.
She swung her fists in her heart and swore that one day, she would defeat her older brother, the demon, and trample on him.
"Hmm?"
Meng Chao narrowed his eyes and released a murderous aura. "What's that sound?"
"It's … a mosquito."
Bai Jiacao was so scared that she stuttered. "The fog is getting thicker, and the mosquitoes are mutating. I just saw a really big mosquito fly over."
"It's fine. If I hear it again, I'll slap it to death."
When he saw his obedient little sister, Meng Chao was very satisfied.
Once he seized the homemade gun and got rid of the mysterious monster, the tragedy in his nightmare would not happen. His little sister would not have to blame herself, and she would not turn into the Dark Witch, right?
As he thought of this, Kindling shone in front of Meng Chao, and a notification popped up.
[Special citizen Bai Jiacao (Dark Witch). Probability of her being corrupted has been reduced by 1%. The future chaos in Dragon City has been reduced. Congratulations on your outstanding contribution to civilization. Increased contribution points by 500.]
'I knew it!'
Meng Chao was delighted. What a huge amount of contribution points.
He could vaguely remember that when his little sister turned into the Dark Witch in his previous life, not only did she cause major trouble in Dragon City, she also ran around the Other World and formed countless grudges. The storm she stirred up also affected Dragon City.
If he could stop his little sister from being corrupted …
It would definitely be a good thing to promote righteousness, promote harmony, and make the future even brighter.
Wait, why was the probability of her being corrupted only reduced by 1%?
Now that he thought about it carefully, in his previous life, his little sister's probability of being corrupted was at least 95%. It might even have been 100%.
It was 100%, but it was only reduced by 1%.
Didn't that mean that the girl would never change and would most likely still be corrupted?
Meng Chao put on a fake smile and looked at his little sister.
When she sensed the dangerous presence spreading out in the darkness, Bai Jiacao looked like a little fox facing a tiger. She shuddered.
"Big Brother, w-what's wrong?"
She forced a smile and said obediently, "I promise you that I won't play with guns anymore. I'll definitely listen to the most handsome, best, and greatest big brother in the world."
"Is that so? Heh. "
Meng Chao exercised his muscles and wondered how he should deal with the future Dark Witch.
Suddenly, a piercing alarm came from outside the window.
After three rapid beeps, a long siren sounded. It was the signal to be prepared for war.
The fog descended, and the monster appeared!
"A 'chao, get ready to fight!"
Meng Yishan rushed out like a whirlwind. "Young Cao, prepare a medical box and food can. Take care of your mom. I'll go next door and invite Granny Wang over."
Once he opened the door, the alarm became even louder.
Hurried but not disorderly footsteps could be heard upstairs and downstairs.
Regardless of whether they were men or women, the elderly or the young, all the residents were mobilized.
The strong young men who were skilled with cold weapons were grouped into the Bayonet Group. They gathered downstairs and prepared to fight at close quarters.
The elite shooters in the past stood on the windows and balconies of their houses. They formed a crossfire through the embrasures.
The old, weak, women, and children also prepared emergency food and medical boxes. They also picked up daggers, bayonets, and military shovels.
If the monster broke into the residential buildings, they would carry out their final defense.
After decades of trials and tribulations, Dragon Citizens' nerves were incredibly thick.
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