Hedong Cheng'an District, inside a residential building.

Xue Songjie held a baseball bat in his right hand and a pair of binoculars in his left, crouching behind the curtain, cautiously observing the outside through a small gap.

He was burly with a rugged face, and if one ignored his dough-like pale skin and his belly large enough to suggest he was six months pregnant, he was just like Zhang Fei reincarnated.

But Xue Songjie felt like he was about to piss himself in fear.

Ever since being jolted awake by the sound of bombardment early yesterday morning, he felt an intense unease, and the subsequent events proved his suspicions correct.

A terrifyingly massive shadow roamed the city like a hurricane.

Wherever it passed, the glass of buildings on both sides shattered, and the asphalt road looked as though it had been bombarded with artillery, with deep craters appearing every hundred meters or several hundred meters apart.

He saw with his own eyes a guard post not far away, which turned into a pile of rubble before it even had a chance to respond, with a cannon barrel flying up into the sky, now embedded like a chimney in the fourth-floor wall of a nearby building.

It felt like he was in a nightmare, but the cruel part was, this was no nightmare.

Groups of bold citizens, riding bicycles, sped down the street. Since yesterday till now, he had seen this scene dozens of times, and each time as he watched people desperately fleeing, Xue Songjie broke into a cold sweat for them.

They were truly risking their lives; if they encountered that dreadful figure, they'd be crushed to pulp in an instant.

But as he watched them ride further and further away, a restlessness gradually took hold of his heart.

It seemed like that terrible figure hadn't appeared again since morning.

What if... with a stroke of luck, they could really escape?

Cheng'an District was no longer safe, but who knows about other districts. At the very least, running further away, leaving Hedong, there would surely be a safe place.

Xue Songjie felt a tug of war in his heart.

On one hand was the constant threat of death, on the other was temporary stability, and the choice between the two left him indecisive.

As he was lost in these thoughts, wave after wave of bicycles quickly sped down the street opposite, and even many residents within the community were leaving.

Frowning, he took out a crumpled pack of cigarettes from his pocket, drew a similarly crumpled cigarette, lit it with some kindling, and took a deep drag on the dim flame.

The stimulating smoke swirled a few rounds in his lungs and was exhaled heavily.

Half a minute later, he threw the half-smoked cigarette onto the gleaming floor, ground it under his foot hard, bit his teeth, and a trace of ruthlessness flashed across his face.

"Damn it, I must go! If I don't, it will be too late!"

Xue Songjie glanced out the window, quickly returned to the room to pack, taking money, of course, a few clothes too, knowing that once he left, he likely wouldn't be able to return for a while. Also, some food and drink had to be packed, in case the journey wasn't smooth, he wouldn't end up starving.

By the time he was done, more than ten minutes had passed.

Carrying large and small bags, he couldn't help but glance at the window again before leaving his home.

But with just that one glance, a chill spiraled up from his tailbone, spread throughout his body, leaving him cold all over.

His hand slackened, and the luggage fell to the ground.

A group of dozens of people, either dressed in animal skins or in clothes looking like beggars, with strange appearances, walked into the community.

These were Barbarians!

Although he had never seen them in person, he had seen many on the internet and news; at this moment, he recognized them at a glance due to their peculiar attire.

Many of them were still stained with blood, whether it was theirs or humans', he didn't know.

But Xue Songjie felt it was humans'.

Recalling the terrifying rumors about these Barbarians, his urge to urinate intensified.

At this moment, he noticed that a leading Barbarian seemed to say a few words.

Two Barbarians immediately stayed at the entrance, while the others began to disperse in all directions, heading towards various buildings in the community in groups of twos and threes, and before long, two Barbarians had already entered the entrance of the residential building where his home was located.

With a shiver, he snapped back to reality, hurriedly picking up the baseball bat he had tossed on the ground, continuously taking deep breaths, trying to calm himself, although his hands holding the baseball bat still trembled uncontrollably.

...

The sky was overcast.

Several hours later, a team consisting of thousands of people moved their steps, leaving the community.

Some were terrified and uneasy, others numb and despairing.

Children's and women's cries mingled into clamorous chaos.

Xue Songjie, amidst the crowd, stared straight ahead, trying hard not to look at the short and stout Barbarian beside him.

The Barbarian's dark and heavy Long Spear was impaled with a head twisted with an agonized expression, blood dripping down the wood, soaking his hands in blood.

This was the consequence many faced when they attempted to flee, slaughtered like chickens, their heads twisted off and impaled on spears for intimidation.

There wasn't a single elderly person in the entire team because all the elderly had already been put to death before the roundup.

Barbarian youth Saiqi, like the other Barbarians, held a large bundle of loot in his left hand, his right hand's Long Spear similarly piercing a head.

Before coming, he was quite nervous, filled with fear, but at this moment his mood was as comfortable as if he had eaten a large piece of greasy, dripping fat.

This group of slaves from another world was quite docile, there wasn't much resistance, only a few dozen slaves were killed, and just by displaying their heads, the rest became as obedient as livestock.

Of course, even if they resisted it wouldn't work, even with his small frame, given enough time, he could easily kill all the Alien Race slaves here.

These Alien Races were just too fragile, like tender grass stems, breaking easily with a gentle snap.

Yet such a weak tribe possessed endless food and meat, lived in houses far more magnificent than the temple, and had all sorts of exquisite decorations that dazzled him.

Thinking of these, Saiqi couldn't help but feel a surge of anger and envy.

Everything here was so novel and shocking, so beautiful, it was as if everything beautiful he could imagine in the Divine Country was like this.

Fortunately, now everything here belonged to them.

Thinking of the prospect of having all this in the future, especially an unlimited supply of meat, Saiqi's steps became brisk.

It was at this moment, a loud bang sounded.

The companion walking in front of him suddenly clutched his chest and fell down.

Upon hearing such a bang, Saiqi shivered all over, the scenes of yesterday's nightmarish event instinctively replaying in his mind, and while he was still in a daze, this dull bang continued with a distinctive rhythm.

...

Bang! Bang! Bang...

With each sound, a Barbarian fell.

Facing such long-distance attacks, many Barbarians just dumbly stood in place, glancing around suspiciously, having no means to respond.

Fear began to spread!

When the sixth Barbarian fell, the remaining Barbarians finally couldn't suppress their panic and began to flee frenziedly in all directions.

In just a few seconds, the group of dozens of Barbarians disappeared without a trace.

Crouched on the ground with the crowd, Xue Songjie watched the quickly vanishing Barbarians, feeling as though he was still dreaming.

...

Five or six hundred meters away, inside a tall building, two snipers dressed in civilian clothes quickly packed up their weapons, placed them into a weapon case, and swiftly relocated.

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