Worldwide Awakening: My Soul Kinds Are Lost-Chapter 623: Truck Hero Makes an Appearance, Sending You to a Different World!_1

Sun Rui glanced at the time—it was already one-thirty in the morning. He'd recently been toiling away at work, primarily due to tight project deadlines.

"It's late again," he mumbled. Most of his colleagues had already clocked out.

Many tasks required his personal attention; handling funds and schemes wasn't just a walk in the park.

After stretching lazily, he promptly left the office building.

Downstairs, as he prepared to drive home for some rest, he heard some noises that puzzled him.

Before he could decipher the commotion's cause, a bright light flashed from behind him, startling him.

Looking back in alarm, he realized the light source was the headlights of a massive truck, its high beams blazing so brightly he could barely keep his eyes open.

"Holy shit!!!"

He cried out, flung his briefcase aside, and bolted.

It was nothing else—the colossal truck was careening straight towards him, a scenario he had never anticipated.

At this moment, survival was his only thought; he had no luxury to wonder if it was an accident or a hit.

KABOOM!

He narrowly dodged the truck by the skin of his teeth, but his beloved car was hit head-on and completely wrecked.

Before he could even catch his breath, he saw the truck execute an eye-popping drift and tailspin, then U-turn and charge at him again.

Now, it was terrifyingly clear—someone wanted him dead.

Witnessing this, he instantly turned and bolted toward his office building. He doubted the truck could reach him on the second floor.

Fingerprint scan, door unlocked—he flowed like water, or rather, shot like a bullet towards the stairwell.

There was definitely no time for the elevator.

While fleeing, he pulled out his phone and dialed 911—in this situation, there was no room for hesitation about what to do.

Once on the second floor, he heard the crash from downstairs; the impact was so powerful he could feel the vibrations.

"PHEW! That was a close call."

He might have said so, but he was far from relaxed. Instead, he quickly found a mop on the second floor, detached its head, and gripped the handle as a makeshift weapon.

If the truck hadn't killed him, his attacker certainly wouldn't give up. They would undoubtedly continue to hunt him.

They had already made their move; there was no way they would give up now.

His mind raced, screening suspects. That sudden visit from the lunatic earlier had felt off. Now, it seems likely someone is behind the scenes, plotting against me.

After all, a murder committed by someone deemed legally insane often carries no legal responsibility.

At this thought, the hairs on his neck stood on end.

It must be because I've earned too much, making others envious and treading on their interests. That's why this is happening.

"No, I need to strike first." A ruthless glint flashed in Sun Rui's eyes. They were after his life, so why should he hesitate to kill?

Between going to jail and having incense burned for him at his grave, he naturally chose the former.

He carefully lay in ambush by the door, ready to strike the moment anyone entered. If the opponent had a weapon, he'd find a way to seize it.

Just as he reached the second-floor landing, still unprepared, a deafening crash erupted behind him.

Turning, he saw a robot. Its color scheme and design matched the truck. Sun Rui froze.

What on earth is this? Why would a truck turn into a robot?

"If you had just gone to the other world obediently, this wouldn't be necessary! If I don't deal with you, I won't meet my quota for the year!" a mechanical voice boomed from the truck-robot.

"Wait a minute, I don't want to go to any other world!!!" Sun Rui was stunned. He'd never imagined his attacker could speak, let alone demand he go to another world.

He had a successful career and a happy family; the thought of going to another world had never crossed his mind.

"It's no use telling me. I'm just the truck responsible for hitting you and sending you over."

"The higher-ups have designated you to go, so you'd better not resist." The truck-robot was surprisingly frank, bluntly summarizing the situation.

"Wait, who are these 'higher-ups'?" Sun Rui yelled, desperately trying the door, only to find it jammed.

"Who else but God, of course."

As it spoke, the truck-robot raised a fist larger than Sun Rui himself and brought it smashing down on him.

"NO!!!"

Sun Rui cried out as the massive iron fist landed, excruciating pain exploding through him from head to toe.

So this is what it feels like to be smashed into pulp. The thought surfaced in Sun Rui's mind.

The next thing he knew, he shot upright, greeted by an unfamiliar ceiling. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

Meanwhile, the truck-robot slowly retracted its fist, then gradually disintegrated into a pile of scrap metal.

Wang Linchi crawled out from the scrap.

"Damn it, why did it have to turn out like this!" Wang Linchi cursed.

He had calculated Sun Rui's fated departure time. Even without his intervention, Sun Rui would have soon gotten into a car accident due to fatigue driving and ultimately been sold by the world to another world to become a transmigrator-type protagonist.

Wang Linchi had intervened not just to specifically send Sun Rui on his way, but more importantly, to obtain the coordinates of that other world.

That way, he could go find Sun Rui for some fun and also investigate the world's selling... or rather, its interdimensional trading platform system. But as it turned out, the entity in charge had sent Sun Rui away in a flash, and Wang Linchi couldn't even trace him.

Evidently, they had experience with such things, so all the necessary countermeasures were in place, leading to Wang Linchi's failure.

"What a pity. Truck Hero won't be able to see Sun Rui again." Wang Linchi sighed. He had actually been looking forward to the scene of Truck Hero and Sun Rui meeting again. "Unfortunately, I don't know to which world he was sold... or rather, transmigrated. Finding him will be quite difficult."

The wail of sirens cut through the air, and Wang Linchi knew it was time for him, Truck Hero, to make his exit. If he stayed, he would be caught.

Wang Linchi wasn't concerned that today's incident would become a cold case. As long as *he* didn't become one, it was fine.

"Without Sun Rui, Rui Star Technology is definitely going to collapse."

"Fortunately, it wasn't a total loss. I managed to grab a little something at the end."

Only after leaving the crime scene did Wang Linchi take out his prize.

A drop of golden liquid.

This was condensed golden source material. Above the gaseous state was the liquid state.

Projections, gases, liquids... so the next level up must be solid, right? Wang Linchi mused. Given this progression, what else could it be if not solid?

But even the liquid form is this difficult to obtain. Solid-state source material probably can't be acquired from a protagonist.

The harvest would most likely only go up to the liquid level. To obtain the solid form, one would probably have to extract it from the world itself.

The source material from Sun Rui was already in its final stage; this particular protagonist had been thoroughly harvested.

Besides Sun Rui, another protagonist who had been harvested was Chu Wen, the Peerless Divine Doctor. Sometime prior, due to Wang Linchi's excessive interference, Chu Wen's development had been unnaturally accelerated, leading to his retirement after a grand wedding.

It was as if he had completed his story's grand finale and been harvested immediately thereafter.

Wang Linchi had also obtained a corresponding yield from him, but compared to the golden liquid from Sun Rui, it was only at the golden gaseous level—a significant difference.

Actually, Sun Rui had possessed more than one drop of golden source material—at least around five drops—but Wang Linchi hadn't taken it all.

If he had taken everything, and the world, after reaping its harvest, found no returns, it would definitely investigate. Wang Linchi would easily be traced, which was why he hadn't taken it all.

For him, a sample was all he needed.

And based on the world's act of trading away the protagonist this time, Wang Linchi gained some understanding of its external circulation system.

The world didn't create protagonists out of thin air; it circulated them through trade, effectively acting as a wholesaler.

The commodities were used-up protagonists.

Protagonists were likely bestsellers; otherwise, they wouldn't sell so readily.

From the time Sun Rui's Destiny Level increased by two levels until he was sent off as a transmigrator, only three months had passed.

Selling a protagonist in three months—this likely meant they weren't just bestsellers, but possibly even a hot commodity in high demand.

Those protagonists who achieved Ascension or were Shattering the Void were probably also squeezed dry by the world and then sold off, just through different methods.

"Having harvested two protagonists, it should be time for the world to create new ones. I have to seize this opportunity, disguise myself, and blend in," Wang Linchi muttered. My identity definitely needs to change again. This current one has to be discarded, or it could lead to data discrepancies.