122: Don't talk to me about logic, I am the director of this world now

【Blue Star • Hai Shi City • Rainy Night】

The icy rain, like countless steel needles tipped with chilling poison, fiercely pierced Sword River Fish's body.

A tearing pain, as if his heart was being ripped apart, came from the broken bone in his left leg.

Every heartbeat was like a sledgehammer repeatedly striking his nerves.

He was curled up under the overpass, in a corner filled with rotting garbage, like a stray dog abandoned by the world.

He looked up, through the hazy rain.

Staring at the “criminal” face, his own face, on the commercial building opposite.

A-Class Wanted Order.

Special Grade Dangerous Psychiatric Patient.

Extreme Violence.

Fled in fear of crime.

Every word was like a red-hot branding iron, searing his soul.

“Hahaha… Hahahahaha…”

He laughed.

His laughter was hoarse, dry, and filled with endless self-mockery and desolation.

He finally understood.

What kind of “reasonable” script the exalted “True Author” had arranged for him.

He was not a “hero” trying to expose the truth.

He was merely a “clown” who was nailed to the “pillar of shame” at the very beginning of the “story.”

All his struggles, all his resistance, would only be defined as “a madman’s ravings” and “a criminal’s sophistry.”

The entire world would become his hunting ground.

Piercing police sirens, from far to near, like a death knell, surrounded him from all directions.

The alternating red and blue police lights illuminated the rainy night as if it were daytime.

Dozens of dark figures, armed with riot shields and flashlights.

Were slowly closing in, forming a fan-shaped encirclement, towards the corner where he was.

“Target is under the overpass! Repeat! Target is under the overpass!”

“He is injured! Attention! He has extreme violent tendencies! Non-lethal weapons authorized!”

These cold commands should not have reached Sword River Fish’s ears.

It was over… He leaned against the cold bridge pier and slowly closed his eyes.

The severe pain in his left leg, the dizziness from excessive blood loss, and the bone-deep chill.

Were slowly consuming his last bit of consciousness.

Let it be… Let them catch him like this, send him back to that “hell.”

Then, he would be injected with higher doses of medication, locked in the darkest solitary confinement cell.

Finally, in some unknown deep night, he would die in a carefully designed “accident.”

This, perhaps, was the “merciful” ending the “Author” had arranged for him, this disobedient “character.”

Just as he was about to give up all resistance and fall into the endless abyss of darkness.

The cold bell in his pocket suddenly vibrated, faintly yet unusually clear.

Buzz—

Immediately after, that voice belonging to Humanity Gu Jianghan, carrying a hint of playfulness and mockery.

Resonated leisurely in his mind.

【“Giving up already?”】

【“I thought the ‘Godslayer’ who dared to use ‘thought’ to resist ‘gods’ would bring me a little more ‘surprise’.”】

【“Or… do you think the ‘weapon’ I gave you only has a low-grade use like ‘preaching’?”】

Sword River Fish’s consciousness jolted violently!

The faint light in his eyes, which were about to extinguish, reignited.

Weapon… He subconsciously reached into his pocket and clutched the bell tightly.

【“Do you think its function is merely to amplify your ‘delusions’?”】

【“No, no, no.”】

【“Its true power is not ‘creation,’ but ‘distortion’.”】

【“What it can distort is not ‘reality,’ but ‘story’.”】

【“It can temporarily distort this ‘third-rate script’ called ‘Urban Pursuit,’ which was meticulously written by that ‘Divinity’ guy, and which you are currently in…”】

【“…into any ‘genre’ you desire.”】

【“For example…”】

【“…a ‘brainless wish-fulfillment novel’ where the protagonist has a ‘halo’.”】

The voice stopped abruptly here.

But the information it brought was like a thunderclap of creation.

Fiercely splitting Sword River Fish’s chaotic world, which was shrouded in despair!

Distort… story?

Protagonist… halo?

Sword River Fish’s breathing instantly became rapid!

The flashlight beams shone on his face.

He looked at the police officers who were already within reach, about to firmly lock onto him.

An unprecedented, utterly insane thought burst forth from his heart!

What if… what if the “scene” I am in right now is no longer a “realistic” “cop drama”?

But a “comedy” full of various “coincidences” and “accidents”?

At this thought, Sword River Fish no longer hesitated!

He used his last ounce of strength, pouring all his “belief,” all his “imagination,” and all his “will to survive” into the bell in his hand!

Then, he vigorously rang it!

“Ding-a-ling—!!!”

This time, the bell sound was no longer a vague “oracle.”

It had become a “director’s command” that could modify the “script”!

The moment the bell rang!

An anomaly suddenly occurred!

“Bang—!!!”

A loud bang!

Above the overpass, a speeding truck's front left tire suddenly burst without warning!

The out-of-control truck, like a drunken steel behemoth, let out a piercing screech of friction and slammed into the overpass railing!

“Crash—!!!”

The goods loaded on the truck, whether watermelons or winter melons, it was unclear.

Fell like a green downpour, overwhelmingly, onto the police officers below the bridge!

“Holy shit!”

“Get out of the way!!”

“Ah—! My head!”

For a moment, screams, shouts, and the “thud-thud” of watermelons shattering echoed everywhere!

The originally orderly and menacing encirclement instantly devolved into chaos!

And the “culprit”—Sword River Fish—who should have been hit first.

Was completely unharmed because his position was the only blind spot under the bridge pier.

He stared dumbfounded at the “coincidence” before him, which was more absurd than any novel he had ever written.

His mind was blank.

It really… it really can?!

This surge of ecstasy, like the most potent stimulant, instantly dispelled all his fatigue and despair!

He no longer hesitated, taking advantage of the police still being in a frantic mess dealing with this “calamity from the sky.”

He dragged his broken leg, limping, and disappeared into the darkness of another alley… Half an hour later.

At another end of the city, the entrance to an abandoned subway station.

Sword River Fish leaned against the cold wall, panting heavily.

His body was completely soaked with rain and sweat.

The wound on his left leg, due to strenuous movement, had already started to inflame and was swollen like a proofed bun.

He knew he couldn't run far.

The police's reaction speed was much faster than he had imagined.

He could clearly hear the “buzzing” sound of police drones in the night sky above him.

He was like a fly trapped in a glass bottle.

No matter how he flew, he couldn't escape the inescapable net that the “Author” had set for him.

“Not enough…”

A fierce glint flashed in Sword River Fish’s eyes.

“’Coincidence’ can only buy time.”

“To truly escape, I need a bigger ‘stage,’ a more chaotic ‘plot’!”

He once again tightened his grip on the bell in his hand.

This time, what appeared in his mind was no longer a “comedy.”

But a “Hong Kong-style gunfight movie” full of conspiracies, betrayals, and gang shootouts!

“Ding-a-ling—!!!”

The bell rang again, piercing the night sky!

And this time, the “causality” it leveraged was far more intense than a mere “car accident”!

...【Hai Shi City • West City • Dock Warehouse】

“Damn it! How did the cops get here so fast?!”

A man with a scarred face and a dragon tattoo extending over his shoulder on his arm.

He looked at the increasing number of flashing police lights outside the warehouse and fiercely threw the cigar in his hand to the ground.

“It must be that bastard ‘Viper’! He sold us out!”

Another man wearing gold-rimmed glasses, who looked refined, pushed up his glasses, a sinister glint in his eyes.

“Boss, now is not the time to talk about this! We’re surrounded! The goods are still inside!”

“Who gives a damn!”

The “Over-the-Shoulder Dragon” pulled out a gleaming Type 54 pistol from his waist.

“Brothers! Fight the cops! Today, no one here is going to leave alive!”

“Bang! Bang! Bang!”

Intense gunfire suddenly shattered the tranquility of the rainy night!

...【Hai Shi City • Public Security Bureau • Command Center】

“Report! Report! Intense gunfight at the West City Docks! Requesting backup! Repeat! Requesting backup!”

“What?!”

The chief commander in charge of this pursuit operation suddenly stood up from his chair!

“What’s going on at the docks?! Didn’t I tell you to focus all your efforts on pursuing that ‘psychiatric patient’?!”

“Reporting, sir! We… we don’t know what’s going on either!”

A tearful voice came from the walkie-talkie.

“We just chased them to the vicinity of the docks and ran into people from the ‘Axe Gang’ and the ‘Viper Gang’!”

“They seem to be having a shootout! We’re caught in the middle!”

“Useless!”

The chief commander was so angry he almost crushed the walkie-talkie.

He looked at the red dot representing “Sword River Fish” on the big screen, moving at a leisurely pace towards the suburbs.

Meanwhile, his more than three hundred elite police officers were all firmly tied down in West City by this sudden “gang shootout”!

What the hell kind of luck was this?!