Chapter 1 Bloody Induction

Bizarre enemies, an old yet brand-new luxury car, mysterious figures arriving in the nick of time, and their uniform getup of black suits and ties. Of course, what truly highlighted their identities was the stick they pulled out—one that left a deep impression.

Fang Senyan clearly remembered that this thing was referred to in the original as a little gift given by friends from afar, but its importance was self-evident: it could erase ten to fifteen minutes of memory from everyone.

More importantly, it seemed that after erasing memories, this thing also came with a temporary strong hypnotic effect! The victim would deeply believe the information you fed them at this time! It could be said to be a great weapon for fooling the public!

"So this is... the world of the Men in Black!" Fang Senyan sighed with some regret. For him, this world wasn't particularly bad, but it definitely wasn't greatly advantageous.

At this time, the man in black began to seriously continue, "Believe me, I am explaining to you something very important, so you must give me some time to organize my thoughts, so that your barren minds can accept my statement… Come, everyone look here, *click*!"

A not-so-intense light flashed. This guy didn't pay too much attention to Fang Senyan because he believed the fat black guy's words and regarded Fang Senyan as harmless. Although Fang Senyan avoided the light's rays in the first instant, because he wasn't wearing sunglasses, an indescribable and bizarre feeling suddenly arose in his heart.

It was as if an invisible stick was stirring fiercely in a certain area of your brain, then smashing the information inside, throwing it into an invisible juicer to be mixed, and finally being gulped down by an invisible big mouth existing in the air.

Even though Fang Senyan wasn't directly exposed to the light, and as a Contractor, he was also fiercely resisting with his will, he quickly realized that his memories from the previous ten minutes had become blurred, as if covered with a layer of time's dust. The memories from ten minutes ago were forcibly fermented for decades. When Fang Senyan recalled them now, he only remembered that he seemed to have encountered disgusting bugs, and the person in front of him should be a member of the Men in Black...

At this time, the man in black began to brainwash these guys with blank expressions:

"Guys, I know that working as municipal workers is quite hard, so these days you were just confused by the chemical reactions produced by the damn garbage people create. Cockroaches and bugs are nothing to be afraid of, so after you take two hundred dollars from me, you will continue to happily work, and think that today was just a small accident."

After the man in black finished speaking, these municipal workers slowly recovered from their stiff expressions, one by one receiving their bonuses, and then praising each other as if waking from a dream, slapping each other's shoulders loudly, and agreeing to go for a drink after work.

And the fat black guy pointed at Fang Senyan and shouted, "Steven seems to have just encountered some minor trouble, shall we send him home first?"

That tall, thin, bamboo pole guy walked up to Fang Senyan, pulled him up, and whispered mysteriously, "Steven, stop pretending. We've already gotten more bonuses than we imagined. It's worth it even if you fell hard. Now tell me, do you need rest, or do you need a little weed, cocktails, and a little broad's snow-white thighs? Martin and I will pay this time."

Fang Senyan mumbled two sounds, pretending to be confused. The two men in black had already driven away in their car, so they didn't notice that for Fang Senyan, a Contractor, even without deliberately resisting, the derived hypnotic effect was completely ineffective.

At this time, the Nightmare Imprint sent a prompt:

"Time: June, 201, 4:30 PM."

"Location: New York, United States of America, Tutuga Free Port, 40 degrees 43 minutes North latitude, 74 degrees 00 minutes West longitude."

"Scene: Men in Black."

"Difficulty: Cannot be evaluated."

"Pain weakening degree: 20%."

"Personal ability additional strengthening degree: 0%."

"Current scene exploration degree: 0%."

"Additional note: This world is a bloody world. After a Contractor is killed, the victor will receive two to five points of Merit Value, determined by military rank, character strength, and tier, and randomly draw a piece of equipment."

"Additional note: Bloody mode has been activated. As time passes, every once in a while, all Contractors possessing Bloody Invitations will be sensed by others! Those with higher military ranks will be sensed for the shortest amount of time. The longer you stay in this world, the longer you will be sensed by others."

"You can leave this world after collecting a total of three Bloody Invitations. If you obtain additional Bloody Invitations, you will receive additional high rewards."

"If the Bloody Invitations on you do not exceed three within thirty days, then you will be obliterated."

"You will automatically master the relevant language and can smoothly interact with the characters in this world. Forgotten after leaving this world."

"Number of tasks accepted: None."

"Your external appearance has been processed and will automatically revert when you return to the real world. You can also perform appearance-related adjustment settings in the Nightmare Space. If you have any questions, you can silently recite the relevant questions in your heart to inquire through the Nightmare Imprint, and you will receive an answer if your permissions are sufficient."

After Fang Senyan finished reading this series of prompts, he was thinking about his next move, but then another prompt appeared:

"Warning, warning: Bloody Induction will be triggered in three minutes. Contractor 101, you will sense the positions of the other participants after a one-minute countdown. The basic time for this Bloody Induction is five minutes. Your military rank is Major, which can reduce the time you are sensed by others by two minutes. At the same time, participants with ranks lower than yours will have their sensing time extended by one minute in your Bloody Induction."

Fang Senyan immediately became nervous. If there were several participants near him, then it would be quite bad, completely inconsistent with the previous plan. After all, facing these ferocious guys as a Reserve Pro-Hunter was truly stretching his capabilities too thin.

Soon, Bloody Induction officially descended. Fang Senyan's worries did not come true. The participants were almost evenly distributed in various corners of New York, far apart from each other, and there would be no contact as soon as they came out.

It seemed that the Space was trying its best to create a fair atmosphere, giving everyone an equal opportunity and time to adapt to the world's battlefield. And for Fang Senyan, he had to seize this time to break through to become a Pro-Hunter first!

He inquired about his breakthrough-related information, but only received:

Hudson River Estuary, Jersey City, New Jersey.

Then there were no more prompts.

To be honest, Fang Senyan wasn't familiar with New York here. Fortunately, he now roughly knew that he should be a sewer worker named Steven, and there were two buddies beside him. Taking advantage of the fact that they were driving in the car towards the bar they usually went to, Fang Senyan deliberately covered his head and groaned:

"Damn it, I feel like my brains are about to turn into condensed milk. By the way, do you know anything special about the Hudson River Estuary in Jersey City, New Jersey?"

The fat black guy Martin immediately looked at Fang Senyan with a pitying look:

"Steven? Are you really dumb from the fall? Hudson River Estuary in Jersey City, New Jersey, isn't that where the Statue of Liberty that bitch stands forever?"

"It's actually the Statue of Liberty?" Fang Senyan immediately woke up! Then he fell into deep thought again. What was the purpose of the Space arranging his breakthrough in that place?

With this question, Fang Senyan was swept along by a group of buddies into a small bar that looked very cheap. He continued to pretend to have a headache and slumped on the sofa, carefully thinking about the series of problems that had arisen. First of all, Fang Senyan had to consider what the inevitable connection was between his breakthrough of extreme value and the Statue of Liberty, but the two were at least a hundred and eight thousand miles apart!

Next, Fang Senyan was thinking about which time period in the movie the current *Men in Black* world was located in. Was it before Will Smith's protagonist J appeared, or after J appeared? Of course, J should be a protagonist with relatively weak direct combat power. If possible, Fang Senyan also planned to take a drop of his blood to unseal his other mission item.

Fang Senyan was thinking about these things, so his eyes were naturally unfocused, and he was naturally staring at a place in a daze. Others only took it as a normal phenomenon of someone who had hit their head. But at this moment, the bartender who Fang Senyan was staring at absentmindedly accidentally cut his hand while slicing a lemon, and the cut was very deep and heavy. Half a finger connected to a layer of skin, but he nonchalantly threw the severed finger into the wastepaper basket next to him.

This was actually a very normal image, but what was not normal was! Despite suffering such a painful injury, the bartender didn't shed a drop of blood! He raised his head and saw that Fang Senyan was staring blankly at this side, and an extremely fierce murderous aura flashed across his face!

Yes, his motive was already quite obvious. This guy wanted to silence him! The atmosphere suddenly became awkward and tense. Neon lights flickered continuously, illuminating the faces of the guests in the bar who were living in a drunken dream. Fang Senyan was already a little drunk at this time. He stared blankly at the men and women twisting and screaming in the dance floor, and suddenly felt inexplicably upset. He threw the beer in his hand and beckoned at the bartender with a sneer.