The king of Hades who was hunted down by the system

Chapter 1
[You fell in a wilderness with no one around. The laceration wound on your abdomen was bleeding, and the blood dyed the surrounding grass red.

At this point, you choose -

try to survive
die!】

"die……"

A weak groan came out of Mo Rang's mouth. He couldn't even tell whether he was alive or dead now. The severe pain caused Mo Rang to clench his teeth.

——He clearly remembered that he had already died of cancer, why was he lying in this uninhabited wilderness and was seriously injured! ?

If living is so painful, it would be better to die!

That's what Mo Rang thinks. He has lived for more than 20 years and has never suffered so much except chemotherapy. Now if it is not so painful that he can't cry out, he just wants to say to that voice: "Are you pretty!!!"

[Confirm the option. 】

[Death is achieved. 】

You have obtained the achievement [There is no reason to die].

In the boundless wilderness, the intense blood burned into flames, and the man covered in blood gave out a last unwilling cry. His bright and scorching eyes suddenly darkened, and they became hollow into a wilderness.

Life flows from your fingers, the feeling of being alive.

fleeting.

【you are dead. 】

……

[A tortuous and painful thread hangs between the fingers of life and death. The comer is half covered in loess, rotten like dead wood, holding on to the silk thread, eager to live.

This is a wilderness, you fell on it, the wound on your abdomen was ripped open, and the grass was stained red with blood, at this moment you choose——

Live or die! 】

The man lying on the wilderness moved, his fingers twitched.

When Mo Rang heard that solemn voice as if reading the book of life and death, he felt a little familiar, but the reborn him had already been wiped out of memory, and it would not help to think about it at this time.

The pain made him eager to kill himself, but as soon as the thought was formed, it was like hitting a wall, and he forgot what he had just thought in an instant.

"……born……"

Mo Rang, who was so sad that he was going to die, felt that he had been cheated, and a kind of sadness and remorse with no turning back made his eyes moist.

I don't even have the strength to vomit blood, you're still chattering!
【No matter how difficult it is to live, you still decide to live.

But you are bleeding too much, and you will die if you don't stop the bleeding in time, so you start searching for things around you. 】

[You find a tattered, blood-stained coat. 】

Mo Rang didn't move when he heard the beep, and moving again at this time would be his own death!The injured position was above the navel. He couldn't feel the size of the wound even while lying on the ground. His mind was blank. In this case, he could only think of compression to stop the bleeding.

The most direct and immediate way.

Mo Rang almost used all his strength to press the wound. After all, he didn't have much strength and could barely block the blood.

The edge of the pain almost reached the chest, and Mo Rang could imagine how long the wound was.

"Fuck, it's a miracle that the intestines didn't come out from this wound!"

He didn't have the energy to mumble out loud, so he could only slander. He has lived for more than 20 years and always thought that he has superpowers. Looking at it now, he really does!
This fucking pain tolerance!

I don't know how long it has been lying on the ground, the wilderness is completely uncovered, and the scorching sun in the afternoon shines directly on his body. Mo Rang doesn't feel hot, but cold to the bone, which is the chill of dying.What made him unbearable the most was the ubiquitous smell of blood that made people sick under the scorching sun.

"Did I cross over...or was I framed and thrown into the wilderness?"

He looked at the clothes on his body and felt that he should have time-traveled.He died of cancer, but he never thought he could be reborn in another world.

"It's a pity...Looking at the condition of this wound, I won't be able to live much longer..."

Feeling that he had regained some strength, Mo Rang propped himself up half-kneeling, bent like a dying old man.He wriggled and took off his outer shirt in an extremely distorted posture of a snake shedding its skin, and didn't even have the strength to pay attention to the bleeding wound that was more serious.

After doing all this, the last bit of strength in his body was exhausted, but he couldn't stop at this moment. He had to tie the wound tightly to prevent himself from bleeding to death.

The wilderness is really too big, how long can you cover the wound with your hands?
[After taking off your coat, you can see the appearance of the wound more clearly. The filthy underwear is covered with black blood clots, and the scars are shocking. Among them, there is a knife mark from the left rib to the right crotch. Suddenly, I thought of the phrase "transparent hole" in the book when I read martial arts novels in my previous life, isn't that what you are now. 】

Mo Rang folded the tattered coat thicker and strangled it cruelly on the wound, listening to the system's words, his eyes flickered.

[You can finally see this piece of wilderness clearly, now you choose——

Rest in place or escape from the wilderness. 】

Don't want to choose...

Although he is gentle on the surface, there is rebellious blood in his bones.

He didn't feel that the purpose of his rebirth in this world was to do multiple-choice questions. The existence of this thing made him feel uncomfortable, like a god controlling a puppet, forcing himself to make choices.

Being reborn, he was indeed lucky to get a life. Although this life is like a candle in the rain at night, it only needs a gust of wind to blow it out, and he is also glad that he is still alive.But right now, the existence of this thing just tells him that the life he picked up may have been exchanged at the price of becoming a puppet!

If he could only become a puppet when he came to another world, he would rather choose death...

Mo Rang thinks he is a very clear person. In his previous life, he completed his studies in an upright manner, accompanied his family, and fought hard against illness. Even on the day of his death, he lived a very happy life.

Thinking of my past life, I can't remember it clearly. It's obvious that I just passed through it... Why does it seem like a century has passed...

He has forgotten so many comforts, but fortunately he still remembers a sentence: "We will die for a long time, so we must be happy while we are alive."

Gentleness and encouragement are heart-warming even in an extremely evil world.

Not thinking that he needed to listen to the words of this unknown system, he closed his eyes, trying to clamp the system between his eyelids, and moved slowly towards the direction of intuition.

……

[When the power is not equal, blindly resisting is persistence or life-and-death. 】

After hearing these words, the blood-stained man's eyes widened in an instant. The wilderness with light-colored wild flowers in front of him gradually blurred, and then...
There's no after that.

The rickety and broken body seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer, and the upper body turned into a cloud of blood mist with a puff, and even the tattered clothes were shattered together, not even the bones were seen.

[There is another red stain on the wilderness, even the rain from the sky can't wash it off, because the stain is too stubborn, and the rotten stench is so deep in hell, just like your false happiness.

Confirmation of death
you are dead! 】

You get the achievement [Stubborn]

The scenery continued to blur, the grass touched, and on a piece of black blood, lay a man who was seriously injured and fell to the ground, his eyelids trembled slightly, as if he was about to wake up.

[This is a wilderness, you fell on it, the wound on your abdomen was ripped open, and the grass was stained red with blood, but it has already been dealt with, at this time you choose——

Life or death]

"Born to paralyze you"'

The voice was inaudible, intermittent like the wind blowing on the back of a knife.

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