Uh... why did I say she looked like a girl? Because... the people in the cage were really dirty! Moreover, the two men who passed by us were also dirty, and their clothes were torn! If it weren't for the fact that the girl's voice was that of a girl, at a glance, it was hard to tell the gender. The chest... seemed small, like it hadn't developed yet.
My attention was immediately drawn to the guns in the hands of those men. Those guns looked strange, not like the ones I usually see.
What's going on? It really feels like I've ended up in the lair of a terrorist organization.
"Don't—save me—help me—ah—" The girl was cruelly dragged, crying and shouting, struggling and kicking with her legs. The tears on her dirty face washed two white streaks down.
The two men dragging her lecherously laughed, "Hahaha, we caught a girl, what a gain!"
"Let's taste her, haven't touched a woman in a long time."
"Hahaha, inform the brothers later."
"Alright, take turns."
"But how do we explain to the King if we use her?"
"Sell her in the black market, girls are valuable!"
"Yes! Hahaha—"
Listening to this, my hairs stood on end, and my heartbeat accelerated! I couldn't help but swallow hard, look around, and it seemed... indeed, everyone here was male! My heartbeat suddenly skipped a beat, and I touched my short hair, suddenly grateful for the strict school rules. The school stipulated that hairstyles couldn't be fancy, and since I found braiding troublesome, I just shaved my head. Many girls followed suit because it was too troublesome.
Moreover, influenced by the neutral style, girls nowadays are becoming more and more handsome. Boys even call us bros, like my name, Yvette .Washington, they would call me Bro.
Due to the influence of boys' love (BL), boys... um... are becoming more effeminate. So, Dad really disapproves of the current trend.
Touching my chest again, fortunately, I'm wearing the school uniform... the school uniform, you know, is a magical tool that can turn even beauties into otaku guys! Moreover, it's that kind of oversized, can wear for N years without breaking or changing. Because the sun in Putuo is strong, I also put on the school uniform jacket as sun protection... looking at my hands, so dirty! Touching my face, my hair, full of mud...
Moreover... I haven't... fully developed yet... cough cough... cough cough...
So... looking at the current situation and the conversation between those two men, I can conclude that I, Miss Yvette Washington, have been mistaken for a boy!
Thank! Goodness!
"Damn it!" The boy next to me angrily punched the cage, startling me. Why is this guy so worked up? Is that girl his sister?
I saw him angrily pacing like a trapped beast, visibly agitated: "That girl is really pitiful, she's going to be violated by this group of beasts!"
I looked at him, and suddenly he shouted at me with resentment, "What are you looking at!" He actually vented his anger on me!
Suddenly! He took a step forward and grabbed my collar. I immediately tensed and held onto my collar tightly, now afraid of being discovered as a girl. He looked at me with hatred, "Since you're a radiation person, you should have abilities! Why don't you use them? Why?!"
I stared blankly at him. He... is tall! He should be around 1.78 meters, with a slender and elegant figure. Although his face was dirty, you could still sense the handsomeness hidden beneath the dirt. Despite his dirty face, I noticed that the hands grabbing my collar were very clean, with long and slender fingers as white as the handsome boys who played basketball at our school.
"Radiation people may not necessarily have abilities..." a boy curled up in the corner suddenly spoke, but his voice was very soft and trembling with fear, "They just tested him... didn't find any abilities. Don't scare him; look, he's already confused..."
"Hmph!" The boy in front of me forcefully pushed me away again, clenched his fists, and another punch hit the cage with a "thud." "If I weren't restricted, I would definitely kill them all!"
I continued to stare blankly; he had such strong killing intent! Especially when he said he would kill them all, his teeth were gritted.
"Th-thank goodness he's a radiation person... otherwise, he would have been eaten..." the shivering boy added!
No way! Does that mean... if I were a boy, I would be eaten directly?! I stared around in confusion; it seemed like a large warehouse, but it was very run-down, as if it had experienced a war. Moreover, there was no electricity, as there were lights on the warehouse ceiling, but they were not turned on. Instead, a pile of bonfires in the front emitted a faint glow.
"What's your name?" the boy hiding in the corner asked me, pulling me back to my thoughts. I looked at him; he was secretly looking at me with his arms crossed.
I continued to be bewildered; this dream seemed like a big movie! And there are supporting male characters! Two of them!
"I... I'm Edmond, and he's Campbell Russell. What about you?" he timidly asked, pointing to the angry boy beside him, still not lifting his face, but I could feel his eyes were very bright, shining from under his equally bright black hair. He was the cleanest one here!
"Yvette Washington" I replied casually, but if this is a dream, why does my body still hurt so much? Wait a minute! Why is my throat hoarse?!"Cough, cough!" I felt a tickle in my throat, very uncomfortable, and a bit of burning sensation. There was also a strange smell of rotten eggs in my mouth, as if I had swallowed sulfur-fumigated eggs. My throat seemed to be burned by something; could there be irritating chemicals in the mud? However, because of this hoarseness, I strangely felt more like a boy going through puberty.
This real sensation, along with the image of that sphere, everything before I passed out flashed rapidly in my mind like a movie being rewound! I stiffly looked down at my feet; sure enough, they were bare! I was without shoes!
So, could it be that I am—
"Ding—"
"Duang—"
"Bang—"
"Boom—"
"Hum—"
A terrible buzzing sound instantly erupted in my brain, swallowing all other noises as if it were the explosion of the universe. No, it couldn't be!
"Sizzle! Sizzle!" Suddenly, from the side of the bonfire, there was the sound of clothes being torn: "Ah! Ah! No! No—"
The girl's screams invaded my mind. I slowly came to my senses, but the buzzing sound still echoed in my head. I was completely panicked! Since the first time my dad hit me, I hadn't felt this kind of panic. That incident thickened my skin. As I grew up, he often trained me to remain calm and respond calmly in various emergencies. He trained me for being kidnapped by human traffickers, facing robbers with knives, how to escape during earthquakes and fires. He even trained me for the most unlikely terrorist attacks like scenes from a movie. But he never trained me for time travel!
The scene before me made me lose my usual composure. Panic made my heart race, my face burned, and cold sweat broke out in my palms. How could this be possible?! If this is real, the situation I'm in is just too awful! Captured by obviously bad guys, locked in a cage, and what's more unsettling is that I can't even figure out the current situation. Judging from the guns the other side is carrying, this doesn't seem like my era. I have no idea where I've been transported to! How can I go back?!
Yvette Washington, you must calm down! You have to stay calm!