Chapter 1 Hope

  This book is purely fictional, if there are similarities, it's too exciting...

  Ugh, my head really hurts, no, it's aching all over as if I've endured the Ten Great Tortures of the Qing Dynasty - Sun Yang gritted his teeth, the cruel training he had undergone since childhood and the survival habits formed by years of being an assassin made him able to endure even the greatest pain without making a sound, because even the slightest moan could mean he would never see tomorrow's sun again.

  But his body betrayed his strong mind, the severe pain caused him to **, and beads of sweat as big as beans covered his forehead. Sun Yang's fingernails were almost embedded in the flesh, and the numbness made him barely able to maintain control over this body.

  He vaguely remembered that he was still on a mission, and the other person was someone he couldn't remember how many people he had killed. However, after completing the mission, he was surrounded by numerous airborne police speedboats. Sun Yang was a ruthless man, and from the moment he killed his first person, he had already embarked on a path of no return. He knew very well what would happen if he were caught by the police with his blood-stained hands, so he detonated "Thunderstorm" without hesitation on that luxurious flying boat...

  As a super killer, he not only mastered the "Life and Death Xuan Guan" opening technique that killers must learn, but also had the unique ability to control the "Thunder and Lightning System" and manipulate objects in mid-air. And "Thunderstorm" was a high-level technique in the Thunder and Lightning System that was forbidden because of its immense power and tendency to backfire, causing him to lose consciousness on the spot.

  It turns out I'm not dead yet, huh... Good, if someone like me dies that easily, what's left to contrast with the brightness of this world?

  At this moment, Sun Yang, who was half dazed, suddenly felt a coolness that was like a refreshing ice drop on a hot summer day, which made his heart feel warm and cozy.

  It was an icy yet soft hand, gently wiping away the beads of sweat on his forehead. The hand moved with a gentle and careful touch, as if it were picking up dew drops from rose petals.

  Sun Yang, who felt extremely sensitive, didn't need to open his eyes to sense that it was a woman's hand. The gentle and tender care from Qianqian's fingertips seemed to instantly dispel the endless darkness in Sun Yang's heart.

  Who is it?

  Sun Yang is an assassin, a super assassin! A gold-medal assassin ranked among the world's top ten! People like them don't have family or friends. Even if they do, they've lost contact since childhood.

  Who is this person?!

  Sun Yang's muscles suddenly contracted all over his body. Despite the soreness and difficulty opening his eyes, his good physical condition allowed him to sit up immediately. His body was tense, with his eyes narrowed and fixed intently on the owner of the hand.

  "Cre-eak..." The metal hospital bed was violently shaken by his movements, emitting a harsh creaking sound. However, the woman who had been sitting beside the bed seemed entirely unstartled.

  She is a stunning woman. She wears simple and plain clothes. There isn't even a single floral pattern on the fabric. On her feet, she wears a pair of embroidered shoes that can only be seen in historical museums and dramas from Sun Yang's era.

  A head full of black hair is casually tied up with a sandalwood hairpin. Not a trace of makeup is applied, yet her face is breathtakingly beautiful. This woman, if one had to use an idiom to describe her, would be "overturning cities and overturning kingdoms". One glance from her would overthrow the city, another would overthrow the kingdom. Who knows what it means to overthrow the city and the kingdom? A beauty like this is hard to come by! This has always been the highest praise for a woman. It can be said that it is the ultimate imagination of literati and poets towards beautiful women.

  Sun Yang was originally a non-believer. In his lifetime, it was an era of universal plastic surgery. Due to the rapid development of technology, plastic surgery had become possible at will and at a low cost. Almost every junior high school student would use their pocket money to undergo minor surgeries such as double eyelid surgery, nose jobs, facial slimming or breast augmentation. Therefore, in an era where almost everyone was a beauty, Sun Yang felt that perhaps there never really were stunning women who could topple cities and states.

  But after seeing this woman, Sun Yang believed it. With his professional quality, he easily saw that the woman's face was absolutely genuine, and even the most brilliant artist couldn't draw her serene face!

  She sat quietly there, as if the sky were to fall and she wouldn't bat an eyelid. Like a tranquil autumn lake, her eyes were still, with a hint of autumnal ripples frozen in place, fixedly gazing at Sun Yang.

  If it weren't for the flash of joy in the woman's eyes when Sun Yang suddenly sat up and opened his eyes, if it weren't for the gentle touch he felt from the woman while he was half-asleep, he might have really thought that this woman was the immortal who didn't eat or drink anything worldly, as described in the ancient books!

  Wait---Sun Yang suddenly felt his brain "boom" and explode, in an instant many emotions---happiness, joy, sadness, hatred, fear, unwillingness...like a nuclear bomb exploding, invaded Sun Yang's mind.

  Mixed with a large number of memory fragments, impacting Sun Yang's mind. Sun Yang painfully covered his head with both hands, and his temples seemed to be splitting open. It was a stranger's memory, but why did it suddenly merge with his own memories, indistinguishable from each other?

  But this was only a momentary thing, Sun Yang soon struggled out of the pain. As soon as he came to his senses, the first thing he did was to ask the woman who had shown concern: "What year is it now?"

  Seeing him return to normal, the woman's gaze quickly returned to its usual calm state, and she replied in a low voice: "July 1st, 1996."

  July 1st, 1996

  Two hundred years ago?

  After Sun Yang confirmed the time, he only felt a little melancholy in his heart, but more was surprise and joy! He was originally an orphan, with no parents, no relatives, no friends, no loved ones, alone and unattached. Even if he left that world he despised, as a successful assassin, he didn't have many emotions to use for mourning.

  But this has completely fulfilled his wish for many years, Sun Yang was already tired of that monotonous and numb killing career. Maybe a killer just started because of money or other inevitable reasons, but after staining blood on his hands, he can never go back.

  Sun Yang wants to start a new life.

  And this time, he perfectly crossed over! Hmm... If you can ignore the physical quality of this guy, Sun Yang fused with this two-hundred-year-old body and memory, and made an objective and calm analysis.

  The owner of this body has the same name as Sun Yang, and it seems that Sun Yang's resurrection in the underworld is still destined. However, his identity is quite different from what was expected - the owner of this body is a direct descendant of a high-ranking official in the capital city, and also a notorious playboy!

  On a night when he took a young movie star out for a drive, the moon was dark and the wind was strong. This kid was so infatuated that while driving, he asked the young star to give him oral sex on his third leg. As a result, at the critical moment, he accidentally stepped on the accelerator instead of the brake, leading to a tragic accident.

  It was also cheaper for Sun Yang in 2196.

  Not only did he escape his fate, but he could also start a new life with a new identity. This made the future assassin, who had lived in the shadow of knives and blood for twenty years and never slept soundly once, feel what it was like to have hope for the first time!