My MCV and Doomsday

At eight o’clock in the morning, even though the sun had already risen, heavy clouds were floating in the sky. The sun was unable to pass through, so it just barely brightened the sky in the east.

The fine rain drifted down, covering a jagged shack, where was the morning market of the Sword Club. After doomsday, people no longer cared about neatness and beauty. The stalls in the market used various materials to keep out the rainwater so tarpaulin, iron sheets, and many strange-covering things could be seen everywhere. Looking from afar, the market was like a slum.

As the person in charge of the early market, Fujita also pulled up the tarpaulin early, so that his female slaves could avoid being exposed to the rain. That’s not because he was a kind man. He just didn’t want to have to deal with more trouble in this poor environment. If his slaves were to catch a cold, it might turn to pneumonia.

As for Fujita, his upper body was naked, and he was sitting on a buckskin chair with a leather whip in his hand, lazily waiting for customers. From his experience, business was slow in the morning, but today was an exception as he was surprised to see a familiar tour bus entering the market. It was hard to forget it as other than Jiang Liushi, nobody else was willing to drive such a conspicuous and heavy vehicle in this post-apocalyptic world. Fujita immediately recalled of the young man that had used three mutant nuclei to purchase seven female slaves.

‘Great! The fat sheep is here again!’ thought Fujita gleefully.

Fujita stood up to greet Jiang Liushi. In today’s group of slaves, two of them were Chinese girls, and he planned to sell them to Jiang Liushi, earning a sh*tload of money.

“Good morning! Nice to see you again. Did you come to purchase more slaves? If yes, then it’s your lucky day. This time, I have 11 slaves, and two of them are Chinese female students. Are you interested?” asked Fujita in excitement the moment Ying slowed down.

Jiang Liushi recognized the voice and looked at him with a smile. “Oh? Eleven in total?” Initially, he had come with a full plan in mind, but he didn’t mind starting with the appetizer, which was sweeping the whole market!

“Yes, they are all the best ones! Three of them are still virgins! How about it? Would you like to experience what it’s like deflowering them?” Fujita revealed a nasty smile and extended three fingers. “Three mutant nuclei! As long as you hand me three mutant nuclei, you can take them all away!” Fujita demanded an exorbitant price again. In his mind, Jiang Liushi was the hen that laid golden eggs.

“A reasonable price indeed!” said Jiang Liushi. Then, he reached for his pocket and took out three mutant nuclei.

Fujita smiled, while his eyes almost popped out of his head from excitement. He didn’t expect that Jiang Liushi would give such a swift answer, and not even try to bargain on top of that. Actually, the 11 slaves cost less than one mutant nucleus! In Fujita’s mind, Jiang Liushi was a foolish fellow.

“Oh, my dear young boy, if you want to buy more slaves in the future, please come and find me! I’ll sell them to you at the lowest price possible,” said Fujita with a sly smile before handing Jiang Liushi his business card.

“I don’t need your card. Instead, I should give you the three mutant nuclei you asked…” replied Jiang Liushi, throwing the mutant nuclei.

While in the air, the three mutant nuclei exuded a blue radiance, as they crossed the short distance like bullets. In the next instant, the nuclei penetrated Fujita’s chest, pierced his heart and exited from his back!

All of a sudden, a stream of blood shot out of Fujita’s wound, while his body trembled uncontrollably. Fujita fixed his eyes on Jiang Liushi in terror before looking down at his chest. Fear and despair took over him when he saw the bloody wound. Blood was still oozing out, but due to Fujita’s already low blood pressure, it flowed out much slower. Soon, a wave of unbearable pain from his heart struck Fujita. His facial muscles twitched, and then he collapsed on the floor. Meanwhile, he witnessed three blood-stained nuclei flying back to Jiang Liushi’s hands!

‘Impossible!’ Fujita found the whole situation strange, unable to give a reasonable explanation. He could not understand how the mutant nuclei could carry such a terrifying force. On top of that, Jiang Liushi seemed to have thrown them casually!

Fujita closed his eyes, leaving his last breath.

“Someone was killed!” shouted a man.

The passersby were shocked. As for the slaves, they were utterly scared and staring at Jiang Liushi with puzzled expressions. They had a hard time accepting that Jiang Liushi had truly killed him. After all, in their minds, Fujita was a quite strong fellow and the man that was in charge of their lives.

“You’re free. Wait here for a few hours and Long Teng’s members will come to bring you with them. Regardless of your nationality, you can all join Long Teng. Otherwise, you can join an organization of your choosing,” said Jiang Liushi while looking at them.

In fact, many other organizations were located in this area, but they were all oppressed by the Sword Club. As long as Jing Liushi destroyed the Sword Club, all of them would lead a better life. However, Jiang Liushi estimated that only Long Teng would be able to flourish and reign supreme. In this treacherous post-apocalyptic world, nobody could judge if a battle for resources or survivals were right or wrong. This time, the so-called nationalism was just a trigger.

“Catch that person! He is the murderer!”

“He actually killed Fujita! Don’t let him run away!”

The market fell in a chaotic state; the slaves were fleeing in panic, while all the Sword Club’s members were surrounding Jiang Liushi.

Jiang Lisuhi was playing with the three bloodstained mutant nuclei happily, savoring the feeling of his new ability. He could now infuse a fraction of his energy in objects and move them from a distance!

Although he had yet to familiarize himself with his newfound power, Jiang Liushi believed that practice makes perfect.