Li Xing's luck attribute was the same as usual, performing steadily without any fluctuations.

The White Mane alien that suddenly appeared in his room was obviously not some Superpower User's prank, but a real, ruthless alien invader!

Upon hearing his warning, the other party showed no fear, instead silently raising something in its hand that looked like a gun.

The moment the dark gun barrel aimed at him, Li Xing felt his mind go blank.

His scalp tingled, his whole body was cold, sweat poured out madly, and his heart pounded so wildly it seemed it would burst on the spot.

Strangely, his breath paused at this crucial moment!

Li Xing's thoughts raced.

At this moment, he almost felt like the world before him was being played in slow motion, even the White Mane alien pulling the trigger seemed in slow motion.

Bullet time?

This thought surfaced in Li Xing's mind.

"No no no! That's not it!"

"I can't move at all, damn it!"

That's right!

Li Xing couldn't control his actions at all.

He even wondered if he might suffocate before the other actually fired.

"Fuck you!"

After instinctively offering a friendly greeting to the White Mane alien, Li Xing felt like the world returned to normal time, and his body quickly sprang into action.

The living room door was blocked by the other, dreaming of getting past or knocking it down to run directly out the front was pure fantasy, something only done in daydreams.

Actually trying it, given his ordinary physical condition and unarmed state, would be almost suicidal!

As for kneeling and begging for mercy on the spot...

Forget it!

Li Xing wanted to live, but he wasn't an idiot!

After watching an unknown number of gigabytes of alien material, he could be 100% certain that White Mane aliens would never follow Earth's so-called "International Laws of War."

This group is cruel, cunning, bloodthirsty, and violent, even facing defenseless women and children, they would kill without hesitation.

It was uncertain whether it was the soul's instinctual roar that allowed Li Xing to break free from that bizarre state.

When he came to his senses, he found himself rushing into the bedroom, locking the door behind him.

"Calm down! Calm down!"

"The more agitated you are at times like these, the faster you die!"

"Damn it! Calm down!"

Despite thinking this, Li Xing sadly realized he couldn't cool his brain down, his mind racing with all sorts of bizarre thoughts, making him feel his brain almost boiling.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration hit Li Xing.

He raised his phone, pointing the camera at himself.

"Friends watching! You probably already saw it! Just now an aggressive alien suddenly landed in my house, and from the looks of it, it seems like he wants to kill me!"

"From what I understand, this guy's codename should be 'White Mane alien'!"

The adrenaline rushing and blood coursing fast suddenly made Li Xing smooth and amiable: "I'm really unlucky, damn it!"

"Hope when you get here, besides this video, my body's still warm!"

"Just now for a moment, I felt like I entered bullet time."

"But, obviously! That's not some superpower, just an illusion caused by quick hormone secretion affecting the nerves in dangerous situations!"

Li Xing quickly dismissed the possibility of "awakening a superpower in a dangerous moment."

"Ah right!"

His lips moving fast as he spoke: "I'm currently hiding in the bedroom, but this action only gives me a false sense of security!"

"Alien weapons can easily penetrate several meters of reinforced concrete walls."

"So why hasn't that guy fired yet?"

"Could only conclude the other's an idiot..."

Zzzz!

A deep blue electric beam streaked past Li Xing's ear.

The walls before and behind him melted into irregular craters about a meter in radius.

"Looks like this guy isn't an idiot, he knows to attack through walls."

"He should have some kind of thermal imaging or sound capture equipment to lock onto my position."

"But his marksmanship is really lousy!"

Under extreme fear, Li Xing rolled on the spot, shouting at the hole outside: "Your marksmanship sucks!"

"Can you hear me? Loser!"

"I'd find better aim with a few retired grandpas at a nursing home!"

After he finished shouting, the anger turned into panic. Li Xing was trembling all over, including in his voice: "In summary, I can't talk anymore, lest this jerk locks onto my position."

He ran to the window and glanced downstairs.

Fourth floor.

Jumping straight down would mean breaking both legs at the very least.

If his landing posture was bad, he might crack his head open, with his brain coming out—that's not entirely impossible.

Li Xing felt extremely frustrated.

In the videos he collected, the White Mane aliens' shooting skills were as terrible as the one in front of him, basically like the lowest-level small villains in sci-fi movies, cannon fodder-level enemies, over whom Superpower Users could easily gain victory.

But as an ordinary person, facing the White Mane aliens, he felt a profound sense of powerlessness.

Going up against them with a kitchen knife?

That's courting death!

He couldn't even break through their defense shields!

Small caliber firearms were only like scratching an itch, let alone the kitchen utensils in the hands of ordinary people.

Attack Power bonus was approximately zero!

In theory, Li Xing should now figure out a way to tie bedsheets together, secure them to the bed leg or table leg or any other fixed object, and then use the bedsheets to climb out of the window!

Li Xing was doing just that.

Unfortunately…

His hands were shaking wildly.

"I was wrong! I shouldn't have insulted him; I'm a piece of trash myself!"

He fumbled around frantically without any success.

The sheets and duvet cover couldn't even be tied into a dead knot.

And the White Mane alien had already poked half its body out of the irregular hole in the wall.

Staying in this room would only lead to one outcome: death.

Li Xing didn't want to hand his life over to the aliens.

He was going to fight!

No matter how small the chance of survival was, he had to give it a try!

Giving up without even trying wasn't Li Xing's style!

Li Xing leaned against the window, his legs were weak, and without his hands gripping the window edge, he could barely stand.

Fear was gripping his heart, yet he forced himself to say: "Goodbye!"

"Idiot!"

"Grandpa is leaving first!" Li Xing shouted with what could be considered a soul cry, and then he lunged at the window, tumbling out of it.

To say he jumped doesn't really fit.

Rolling out of the window is more accurate.

As a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, Li Xing's performance could be said to exceed 99% of his Earth peers successfully.

Other ordinary people without Inner Qi, without weapons, without having trained in Seven Vortex Swordsmanship, without mastering any Superpowers, even if several years older than him, could practically never reach his level of prowess.

The moment he fell out of the window, Li Xing even had the leisure to let his thoughts wander.

He thought that perhaps he had experienced too many unlucky incidents growing up, having been hit by cars no less than ten times, and thus developed this unflappable big heart.

Alright!

Li Xing admitted it was shameless self-praise.

His entire body was shaking with panic, and his bladder was starting to be full.

The wind swept past his ears.

Li Xing suddenly stretched out his hand, wanting to achieve the maneuver he once fantasized about—grabbing the outdoor air conditioners of the third and second floors to buffer his fall and possibly land safely.

He never learned parkour, and the result of falling directly from the fourth floor would be disastrous, no less.

However...

A fantasy is called so because the likelihood of its realization is extremely low.

Li Xing's palms, wrists, and forearms, which weren't exercised much, felt as soft as noodles at this critical moment. Almost as soon as he touched the outdoor air conditioner base, he slid right past it, headed towards the concrete ground at full speed.

"Demon save me!"

Even though he was a die-hard fan of the Sword Master, at this critical moment, Li Xing shouted such a phrase.

Perhaps it was because he knew the Sword Master had recently vanished, returning to Cangming, while the Demon had been active in Hubei Province during this period?

"A miracle must happen!"

Someone once said: Those who believe in miracles are as remarkable as the miracles themselves.

So, a remarkable person like him wouldn't just immediately die horribly when falling from a fourth floor, right?

He could even accept a high-level paralysis!

Boom!

A dull thud.

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