Rebirth in the apocalypse: You can mess it up, I will open the book directly

I am an extremely ordinary person.

He has an average family background, average appearance, and average academic performance.

Even the name is so ordinary.

"Li Wei" has 285 people with the same name in this small town of tens of thousands of people.

In the entire Huaxia Kingdom, there are even 75,148 people with the same name.

I am such an ordinary person who can't be found among the crowd. I could have been an NPC in this world and watched the protagonists' "campus drama", "youth pain" and "sad love". .....

Unfortunately, in addition to mediocre NPCs, this world may also need some rough and miserable NPCs.

Therefore, God showed great mercy and gave me an "extraordinary" place.

It's not something unique. In the final analysis, it's just a hook-shaped birthmark on the arm.

The birthmark was bright red in color, like a bloody moon.

I like it very much because it is uniquely mine.

It’s not like my brother’s old clothes that are too small, my sister’s old books, or my father’s leftover half bowl of rice…

This ‘blood moon’ is mine alone and I don’t need to share it with anyone. In other words, even if I don't share it with anyone, no one will call me "heartless" or "white-eyed wolf".

I just harbored the fantasy of being "different" and comforted myself day after day: "Li Wei, there is something that truly belongs to you in this world!"

Until I was 9 years old, I excitedly rolled up my fur-edged sleeves and showed the 'Blood Moon' to my best friend like a treasure.

My mother told me that if you have good things, you must know how to share them.

But what my mother didn’t tell me was that people reject aliens, especially children.

So after that day, I didn't get the 'envious' looks, approval and recognition I wanted. Instead, I began to be isolated from children of the same age.

At first they just ignored me, didn't play with me, didn't talk to me.

Later, it got worse and worse, and they began to avoid me, and even bullied me.

I seemed to have become a very sinful person. It took less than two years for the children in the town to go from avoiding me like a plague to everyone shouting about beating me.

My shabby clothes were splashed with ink, the dog-eared books were torn to pieces, my schoolbag was scratched, my desk was painted, and the blackboard in the early morning read "Go to hell".

"He is a child of the devil!" "He is an ominous person!" "You will become unlucky if you get close to him!"

I felt like I had done nothing wrong, and I knew these were all rumors, but there was nothing I could do about it.

Books always say that ‘rumors stop with the wise’, but we are just a group of children, how can children be ‘wise’?

I have tried to ask adults for help, but in their eyes this is just a little fight between children.

The teacher said: "Xiao Wei's character is really unsociable. You should try to blend in with other children."

Mom said: "My son, you must know that a slap in the face can't make a sound. Why don't others bully others but only you? Find the reason within yourself."

Dad said: "Baby, we are all very busy. You have already caused a lot of trouble to the family. We have to buy new ones for the broken clothes and schoolbags. The family can no longer afford to support you. Do you understand? When will you be sensible?" This will save your family some worries."

Even the elder sister who is the most educated in the family said: "Brother, you should try to help others more, and others will change their view of you."

Is that right?

In their eyes, it seemed like everything was my fault. But where did I go wrong? Although I like my "blood moon" very much, I didn't conjure it up myself.

It was carried by my mother when she gave birth to me. It is the shadow of the moon that resides in me.

During countless tossing and turning nights, I thought I would never figure it out. But the strange thing is that one day, when a basin of cold water was poured over my head from the teaching building, I suddenly figured it out again.

Actually...my mistake was that I shouldn't have treated it as my thing to show off to others...right?

I'm too greedy, what's different? What's unique, I don't deserve anything that's truly mine, so I'm punished.

I get it, this is my problem.

My sister is right, I need to atone for my sins and I need to work hard to help others.

From that day on, I have been looking for opportunities to help others. At first everyone was scared, but over time, they thought I was crazy.

More intense bullying followed, and I was unable to resist, so I finally dropped out of school.

I started helping my family farm the land and do housework early on. I thought that when I turned 18, I would go to the next town to work, or go to the village to be an apprentice and learn a trade.

I just looked forward to it and finally looked forward to reaching the age of 18.

That day, Uncle Liu, the most famous man in the town, drank the master tea I offered him and agreed to accept me as his apprentice.

He said: "This kid has a good nature and can endure hardships."

I've never been so happy.

It's like helping others day after day, and finally getting an affirmation amidst countless doubts.

I was extremely excited and felt that I could finally get out of that haze.

That day was the day when I saw the light of day again, but... it was also the day when I was completely in despair.

Originally, after I stayed at home for the last night, I was supposed to go to my master's house to learn work the next day.

On this night, the fields were filled with wailing and flames rising into the sky.

People were running and screaming, chickens and dogs were jumping in the yard, roars, barks, and cries intertwined together, like a purgatory on earth.

I walked around the yard like a zombie, as if I stepped on an egg. The egg shattered, and my dream was completely shattered. Finally, I couldn't hold on anymore, my feet went weak, and I lost consciousness.

I actually didn't die. When I woke up again, everything around me had become very quiet.

From other people's mouths, I learned that I was saved.

I looked around at the strange place and the strange people, and I felt a shameful sense of relief.

Great, no one here knows me anymore.

As a 'white-eyed wolf', I did not indulge too much in the grief of losing a loved one. I quickly adjusted my mentality, greeted people with a smile every day, and tried my best to help everyone who encountered difficulties.

I work hard here and perform my best. Just as Uncle Liu said, my advantage is: "the ability to endure hardship."

I want to start over, break those "colored glasses", escape those ignorant prejudices, and let all those rumors go away from me.

I want to start over.

A month later, the place was cleared and a survivor base was established.

When the base director was collecting names from everyone, I said, "Shuguang is a good name because it makes you excited. "

......

I know, God does not allow NPCs to live too well.

So when the power awakened, I awakened "Plunder".

I think my reaction was really slow. I didn't realize anything was wrong at all. I was actually still happy that I had awakened my powers and could help more people.

When the base manager was counting the superpowers, I reported them without thinking, without even trying to hide anything.

Just like when I showed people the "Blood Moon" when I was a child, what I got was not 'envy' and 'approval', but 'fear' and 'disgust'.

Fortunately, maybe I did well before, or maybe everyone is no longer a child, so no one bullied me or suppressed me this time.

But no one paid any attention to me. Everyone wants to stay away from me, for fear that I will take away their powers.

I'm so stupid that I would make the same mistake again.

But I really have no choice. I have no excuse to comfort myself this time. ‘Blood Moon’ will not hurt others, but ‘plunder’ really can.

See, I really don't deserve to have anything of my own, I can only "plunder" it.

What does plunder mean? It's taking other people's things.

I am a robber, I am a thief.

In fact, I am really a child of the devil, right? Otherwise, how could such an evil power be awakened?

Okay, I admit my fate, I admit defeat.

It's my problem. If you get close to me, you will become unfortunate. If you are isolated, just be isolated. It should be, it's all my fault.

It turns out that what they said is true. I have always been the ignorant person. There is no problem with others, but I have never looked for the reason in myself.

I no longer struggled, I just lived in a muddle. Isn’t it enough just to be alive? I'm just an NPC who represents 'evil'. I just do what I have to do and die when I deserve it. That's it.

As for why I still insist on helping others? Oh, that's just the body's instinct, it's just a habit of many years. Don't worry, I no longer have illusions or extravagant hopes that anyone will accept me. real.

I won't take away other people's powers, I will awaken them myself, such as "speed" or something. You see, I can awaken on my own, so I really don’t need to rob you of it. I no longer ask you to accept me, I just ask you not to be afraid of me anymore, okay?

......

The thing I wanted was broken again and again. The harder I tried, the harder I could hold it. My numb heart had not beaten for a long time.

But that day, I met her.

That was a kind and beautiful sister. She was like a god, walking through layers of crowds, dodging zombies, and coming to save me regardless of danger.

She held my hand tightly, and I felt that energy was being transmitted and she was 'healing' me.

Is this her ability? It's really amazing. It can not only heal the physical pain, but also the mental pain. I feel warm in my heart now.

It's as if a missing piece of the puzzle has been completed, and there is a feeling that even the soul is complete.

It would be great if I had awakened such a useful power. I would have been liked by others, right?

Steal her powers? No, absolutely impossible, this is not something that belongs to me. Such a beautiful thing should not belong to me, will not belong to me, and cannot belong to me.

I just want to take a look quietly, and then I will stay far away from her, because if I get close, I will become unlucky.

Ha, crow's mouth, what do I say, it will be really unfortunate.

What was I thinking when that disgusting and terrifying zombie rushed over?

At that moment, my mind went blank. What I thought was: I am free, finally.

It's time for the npc to go offline. This ending is very good and I am very satisfied.

She healed me once and I helped her once, fair enough.

But I was unwilling to give in. Before I left, I wanted to do something for her.

What can be done for her?

I had nothing but dust on my face and shabby clothes.

There are too few things that belong to me in this world, and ‘Blood Moon’ cannot give them away. All I can leave to her is ‘plunder’.

"Give it to you, leave it to you."

I didn't have time to ask, would she feel bad luck? Will she hate it?

My throat is blocked by something, my head hurts, and my body hurts.

I'm going to die, just let me be selfish for once, she won't argue with a dead man.

"I really want to help others..."

Yes, I just want to help others. This is just my body's instinct and a habit for many years. Don't blame yourself or feel guilty. This is of my own free will.

The NPC has finally completed its mission and is going offline. This is already the coolest ending that an ordinary NPC can think of for himself.

Please, remember me, even though I am just a very ordinary, ordinary person.

My name is Li Wei. If my "plunder" can help you one day in the future, it would be my honor.

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