Super Fusion

Chapter 2: Past Events

"Buzz~"

The late September sun poured down relentlessly. In Ningcheng, at the end of a secluded alley, on a cement floor piled with junk, a swarm of flies buzzed incessantly, hovering and biting a slumped figure. Only after

a long while did the figure suddenly move, startling many flies into a panic.

After the first movement, the figure moved completely, propping himself up on his arms and standing up. In the sunlight, it was a filthy body; his clothes were filthy, and even his once clean and handsome face had bruises and a small patch of dried blood.

This figure was Xu Yu, who had been drunk all night.

Last night, he had downed a dozen beers in a row. He hadn't realized he could drink so much. However, after consuming all the alcohol, Xu Yu had completely collapsed. He vaguely remembered that he had even bumped his head somewhere because he had been drinking so much.

Shaking his head slightly, Xu Yu, still throbbing from a hangover, felt a surge of pain in his brain as he regained consciousness. All the memories flooded back, and for a fleeting moment, a flicker of pain and confusion crossed his eyes. However, his thoughts quickly transformed into resolve.

The past was the past. Having told himself he would rise again, he would start walking from today!

Having decided to leave home, he would leave Ningcheng completely.

He didn't know where to go yet, but soon, the image of a city appeared in his mind: Linzhou, the capital of Huaijiang Province. Besides the city that gave him birth and raised him, only Linzhou held the deepest memories for him in this world.

Thinking of that city, a warm feeling welled up in Xu Yu's heart, and a beautiful figure once again filled his mind.

The deepest memory of that city belonged to her.

During his university years, if it weren't for that beautiful figure who entered his world after a chance encounter, constantly encouraging and comforting him, and always sharing her cheerfulness and happiness with him, he probably still wouldn't have been able to regain his lost confidence.

It could be said that she held an overwhelming place in his heart.

The name Zhang Yan had already left an indelible impression on him.

Unfortunately, although Xu Yu regained his former confidence, it wasn't entirely complete. So, from beginning to end, the two remained just good friends of the opposite s*x. Until graduation, facing his mother's constant persuasion, and wanting to prove to that person that he, Xu Yu, could do it, he returned to Ningcheng and applied for the civil service exam.

But he never expected it would end like this.

Walking out of the alley, Xu Yu glanced at the sunlight overhead and continued walking along the roadside. Occasionally, pedestrians would pass by, their gazes filled with surprise, some even covering their noses, but none of this could affect Xu Yu in the slightest.

Arriving at the nearest hotel, he checked into a room and asked the staff to prepare a new set of clothes and a simple breakfast before starting to wash up. It was then that he noticed a small bloodstain on his forehead.

This made him pause slightly, but he quickly smiled bitterly and ignored it.

After thoroughly tidying himself up, he sat on the edge of the bed to rest, but a strange sense of unease washed over him.

Even though he had decided to go to the provincial capital, he didn't feel at ease.

In the past, he had countless times fantasized about reappearing before her, not necessarily in a glorious way, but at least standing tall and proud.

Based on the situation a few months ago, his future seemed bright. If he waited a little longer, he could definitely stand tall before her, and perhaps even muster the courage to express his love.

But unexpectedly, the change came so suddenly.

Now, he was completely destitute—family, job, even money—he was almost entirely penniless.

After all, he had worked in the government office for the past few months, and the achievements he made weren't in money. Now that he was leaving, he couldn't take those things with him. All

he had left was a bank card with less than three thousand yuan.

If he were to meet her like this, Xu Yu couldn't help but feel a bitter smile.

After a moment of silence, a determined light shone in Xu Yu's eyes again. He had already lost everything, so what was there to fear? As long as his confidence remained, that was enough.

With confidence, he believed that even starting from scratch, he could rely on his own abilities to reach a point where no one could look down on him anymore.

"Now, the most important thing is to go to the provincial capital and find a job..."

Lost in thought, a wave of hunger gradually washed over him again. He realized that he hadn't eaten anything all day yesterday, only drinking a lot of alcohol.

Hearing his stomach rumbling, Xu Yu gave another bitter smile, completely gathering his thoughts, and went to the bedside.

On the bedside table lay a plastic bag containing several fried dough sticks and a cup of eight-treasure porridge, slightly chilled. Xu Yu paid no heed, simply unwrapping the bag and grabbing the dough sticks.

At that moment, a strange thought surged into his mind as his fingers touched the dough sticks.

"Can fuse food, 1, consumes 1 energy, gains 3 energy!"

The feeling was like someone whispering in his head, crystal clear.

The words startled Xu Yu, his hand trembling inexplicably, letting the dough sticks slip from his grasp. He quickly turned, looking left and right.

But after a glance, he saw no one.

"Huh?" A hint of doubt flashed in Xu Yu's eyes. How could no one be there? Had he misheard? But the voice had been so clear just now.

The next moment, unable to find anyone no matter what, Xu Yu shook his head slightly, a bewildered look in his eyes, and quietly turned back to grab the dough sticks.

When he encountered the food again, that clear thought flashed into his mind once more.

This time, Xu Yu's expression changed drastically. His right hand tightened, and he whirled around, looking behind him and to his left and right.

But the empty room remained empty.

"Merge?"

Although there was no one around, the thought resurfaced, causing Xu Yu's eyes to narrow sharply. He then looked at the fried dough stick he was tightly gripping with alarm.

He suddenly realized that with the sound of the voice, the fried dough stick he was holding gave him a strange feeling, as if it would disappear into thin air if he chose to merge.

"The one speaking is this fried dough stick?!"

In an instant, Xu Yu froze completely. A chill ran down his spine, and even his fair face turned slightly bluish.

Are you kidding me? You think fried dough sticks can talk?