Chapter 3 Extraordinary
Chapter 3 Extraordinary
In an instant, his expression changed drastically. What was going on? He quickly looked down and realized that the owner of this battered body, the guy called Falcon, had been shot to death by the enemy and then riddled with bullets.
Holy crap! I was reincarnated into this body riddled with holes. God must be blind to play such a joke on me.
He cursed loudly, then exhaled a long, forceful breath, trying to calm himself. He then sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, raised his hands in circles in the air above his head, and let out a muffled shout...
This guy was actually healing himself, just like in the movies. Soon, white smoke rose from his head, billowing like a steamer.
A moment later, Falcon stood up, looked himself over, and nodded in satisfaction. Not bad. Although his body wasn't great, it was passable. This time, he found strength in his legs, and even his battered body had mostly recovered, though dried blood still clung to his skin.
Without thinking too much, he quickly looked around and, finding no movement outside, quietly left.
Falcon left, disappearing silently after leaving the morgue. He didn't say goodbye to his teammates, not out of unwillingness, but because he worried about their first reaction if he appeared before them. Imagine if someone who was absolutely dead suddenly stood in front of you—what would you think? You'd probably think you'd seen a ghost. So, he had to leave quietly. Besides, he didn't even know whether he should be called Falcon or Tianyue. Within the same body lay the memories of his past life as Tianyue, and also the memories of Falcon before his death—essentially two lifetimes!
At the summit of a mountain, a falcon lay on the lawn with a blade of grass in its beak, legs crossed, and its hand as a pillow. It looked relaxed, but it was actually deep in thought.
It only took him a few minutes to lie down, but countless thoughts flashed through his mind.
This Falcon seems to be a very formidable assassin, having never missed a shot in eight years. However, when he does miss, he becomes a swarm of hornets – a fact that makes one ashamed! Nevertheless, Tianyue genuinely admires this Falcon.
Unfortunately, this falcon is not the same as that falcon!
Now that I have been reincarnated into the body of a falcon, should I be called Falcon or Tianyue?
He muttered to himself, "Calling him Falcon seems a bit inappropriate. This guy offended countless people in his life. If saliva could drown a person, he'd probably be drowning in a sea of saliva by now. So, Falcon is definitely out of the question! Tianyue? Seems like that won't work either. After all, Falcon's name can change, but his appearance can never be changed. Besides, since heaven has given me a second chance at life, I can't go back to the past. Tianyue is a thing of the past, so that name is out of the question too. It seems I need to choose another name, but what should I choose?"
However, he thought for a long time but couldn't come up with a satisfactory name. He even thought of names like Zhang San, Li Si, and Zhao Wu, but still couldn't think of a better one. He was getting a little frustrated. So conflicted! I never thought... that in my two lifetimes, I'd be struggling with a name like this! Damn it!
He stared at the sky, pleading desperately, "God, have mercy on me, give me a hint! What name should I choose?"
He was deep in thought when a sudden flash of inspiration struck him. He sat up abruptly and continued muttering to himself, "That's it! Now that I've been reborn, I can't be as mediocre as before. I can't be an ordinary person anymore. It seems this Falcon was an extraordinary person in his previous life, and I was also—an extraordinary person. So why don't I call myself—Super Extraordinary! Super Extraordinary, Super Extraordinary, hmm, not bad, not bad at all. Two extraordinary people combined are destined for a super extraordinary life. Yes, from now on, I'll be called Super Extraordinary. Wahahaha—I'm so damn brilliant!"
He couldn't help but laugh out loud with delight. However, another big problem was about to arise. He had already thought of a name, but what should he do next?
The year 2086 in the park, this strange yet familiar era, how could it be so different? It was completely different from the era he lived in, worlds apart, one was the past, the other the future, these were two completely different eras.
Where should I go from here?
He pondered for a moment, then slowly recalled the falcon's memories. Suddenly, his mouth opened slightly, and the straw he was holding fell out.
"Yes, that's it. Anyway, this guy saved a lot of money before he died, enough for me to splurge for a while."
Speaking of money, over the past eight years, Falcon has received a considerable bonus after each mission. Since he doesn't have anywhere to spend the money and the military provides all the necessary resources, he has deposited it into his bank account.
The only thing Falcon spends money on is smoking; he takes a couple of puffs whenever he has free time.
After much deliberation, he decided to move to S City in the south. Having lived two lives with many ups and downs, he was determined to live an ordinary life from now on, free from fighting and scheming.
I've heard that the climate in the South is mild and pleasant, with beautiful scenery, making it a great place to live; I've heard that the girls in the South have skin as delicate as a lotus emerging from water, and are as beautiful as flowers, breathtakingly gorgeous; I've heard that many cities in the South have already integrated with the international community, and are very lively and prosperous.
Therefore, southern cities naturally became the primary choice for Chao Bufan.
Once he made the decision, he put it into action and bought a train ticket to S City in the south.
Before boarding the train, Chao Bufan secretly returned to his unit, took all his belongings, and then quietly left again.
Chao Bufan, the name sounds grand and simple. From now on, the Shenlong team will lose a "Falcon", and HX will gain a promising young man named Chao Bufan.
It was mid-July, and when Chao Bufan arrived at the waiting room, he found it already packed with people, mostly young people aged twenty to twenty-four. After inquiring, he learned that these young people were either high school graduates going out for summer jobs, wanting to experience working life before entering university; or university graduates heading south to find work. Looking at their vibrant, energetic faces, Chao Bufan felt his mood lighten considerably. Mwah!
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