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他死了,得到了一个强大的暴君系统

Let me give you some random fact. Anybody can become a tyrant. Absolute power? Anyone wants it. You might want it. The problem is that you don't know how to get it. But the tyrant system do. Well this story follows a high-schooler man who got himself killed in a truck accident and transported in another world. He receive a system called Tyrant System that will help him become a tyrant in another world that also allows him to summon modern technology as help. By following the series of tactics and completing the quest of the system, you can become a tyrant.

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Emergency Quest

[Congratulations on completing your main quest: Believe in yourself.]

[You have received 20,000 tyrant's points.]

[New main quest will be given out as soon as the side quest is finished.]

Hearing the report from the system, Ernest let out a smile again. He wondered that if he were to accumulate hundreds of thousands of points, what can he summon? A tank? A jet? Even in a world war one technology is enough to dominate this world if what the system says about this world is true.

Now that he believes in himself. He began to go along with the system. A tyrant may be bad but he is still the one in control. If there's a way that he could avoid being a megalomaniac and narcissistic tyrant, then his future empire would be not as bad as the dictator from his world.

Completing the main quest, he's now left with one side quest. To find a town, But how can he finish that? It's not like he was given a map. So he began to look around his surroundings, analyzing everything and using it as information.

Wandering about for five minutes, he found a road. There are multiple tracks to be seen. Footprint, wheels, hoofprints. He lowered his body as he scanned the prints. It's heading towards the west. He looked at the west. There could be a town over there.

Pondering for a moment, he decided. He followed the tracks and headed west.

Four hours later, the sun over the horizon cast its orange glow, indicating the dusk nearing its arrival.

He had been walking for about four hours and yet there's no sign of him getting closer to a city or a village, or a town.

Wiping the sweat off in his forehead with the back of his arm, Ernest continued walking. Hoping that at any moment, he would reach his goal.

Thirty minutes later, the night has already shrouded the world in darkness.

"I'm thirsty."

Ernest muttered as he rested his back on a tree, deciding to rest here. Then he opened his menu and scrolled. In the food tab of the shop system, he found a variety of foods available at cheap prices.

[Bottled Water 10 tyrant points.]

[Chocolate Wafer 5 tyrant points.]

Without further ado, he hurriedly bought two bottled water and three pieces of chocolate wafer. Costing him 35 tyrant points, which is quite cheap.

*Crunch crunch

*Gug gug gug

After gulping the two bottled water, he let out a refreshed sigh.

"Taste like home."

Rising to his feet, Ernest began to—

"HELP!!"

Reflexively and subconsciously, Ernest drew his M9 Beretta from his inventory tab and struck his head towards the source of the sound. Pointing his gun in that direction, he heard the distressed call again.

"Help!!"

It was the voice of a woman, shouting for help. Ernest didn't know whether to approach it or just carry on in his journey. Whatever the choices, both are dangerous.

If something like this could happen at this time, then he assumed that along his journey, he might end up meeting someone or something.

Could it be the bandit? Monster? Ernest doesn't know. He just referencing it from the anime he had watched and from the light novel he had read.

'What should I do?'

Ernest pondered deeply before making a decision. Like what benefit could he get from saving her? And if there's a benefit, is it worth the risk?

'What if...I saved her and tell me where the nearest town is?'

The information about the location of the town is valuable but is he ready to take the risk by just getting it? He could get killed.

Cold sweat began to fall down his face. Having died once gave him an idea of how fearful it is. If he were to die here, there's a chance that he could not get reincarnated again.

'What should I do...But I can't let that woman crying for help leave as it is…'

Suddenly—

[Emergency quest has been activated. Tyrants need servants to rule. Get one by saving the girl.]

[Rewards: 3,000 tyrant points.]

'Now the system is telling me to save her...Fine…'

Ernest steeled himself. He walked towards the source of the sound slowly and covertly as his head looked left to right for possible danger.

"HELP!!!"

Using the girl's distress call, Ernest navigated deeper in the forest until the clearing appeared in his view. He arrived. He quickly hid behind the tree and took a peek at the girl's situation.

He was surrounded by five men. Two are on the lookout, the other two stripping the girl's cloth, and the bulky man standing in front of the girl with his malevolent eyes.

"Let me go!! HELP!"

The girl desperately struggled, twisting her body, her arms bound by two of the men.

"Hey! Take care when removing her clothes! We can sell them for a good price!" The bandit leader yelled at the two who held the girl.

"Boss, because I killed that guy, can I have a taste..?" One of the bandits who was taking off the clothes asked the leader.

"Guy?" Ernest frowned as he scanned the surroundings again. "I see…"

About ten meters away from the girl, there is a body in the ground with a red puddle.

He could be related to the girl who's now at threat of being raped.

"Moron!! I'm the first to stick it in!! You can have a turn when I'm done!!"

Hearing those vulgar words, Ernest had enough. He had seen too many rape documentaries on the Earth, he will not be witnessing one.

He recalled everything he had learned about gun handling. During his free time, he spends his time in a gun shop. He had fired pistols, assault rifles, and snipers. It's a piece of cake for him.

Gritting his teeth. He disengaged the safety pin, turned, and aimed. Breathing in.

Distance to target, 50 meters. The effective firing range of the M9 Beretta.

"Fuck you…" Ernest whispered as he fired his pistol.

*Bang*

"Huh? What's that sound?"

The bandit boss then dropped dead on the ground, creating a small crimson puddle.

The bandits who were enjoying stripping the girl were shocked at the sight of their boss whose head was blown off.

"Huh? Boss?"

"Wh...who did this?!"

*BANG!*

*THUMP!*

The bandit who was on the lookout duty dropped dead.

*BANG!*

The other bandit who was also on the lookout dropped dead as well. Blood flowed out from their heads.

Firing three times, the confused and scared bandits had found his location. But it was too late, he was already aiming the pistol at them.

*BANG!*

*BANG!*

He fired two times. The bandits flop down to the ground. Even though the target is near the girl, he successfully shoots them down accurately.

Before going in, Ernest looked around to check the surroundings, checking if that's all of them or not.

Seeing that there's no one coming or yelling, Ernest stepped in and approached the girl.

"Are you okay?" Ernest asked softly.

"Who are you?" The disheveled-looking girl asked. Her hands and eyes trembled.

"Can you stand?"

"Uhm...yes…"

"Then stand! We don't know if that's all of them. We need to get out of here as soon as possible."

Hearing his peremptory tone, the girl startled slightly. He sounds scary but he is the one who saved him. She staggered as she rose to her feet, covering her exposed breast with her arm.

She looked at the man's odd stance, swiveling his body with the black tube aimed relative to his motion.

Ernest didn't lower his guard as he continued to surveil the surroundings. Several seconds later, he heard something from the tree line. Its footsteps are clearly not human.

*Growl*

"What the fuck...is that?"

The one responsible made its appearance fifty meters away from him. Its eyes were fierce red filled with bloodlust as it growled at him.

There are two of them.

"It's wolves!" Gasped the lady behind him, "It's a demonized wolf!. What is it doing here? I thought...there is no one...in...this area…"

Stammering, her voice filled with fear. Ernest deduced that these monsters are dangerous.

The wolves moved slowly towards them with demonic eyes as if they are sizing their prey.

Ernest remained calmed. He knows how irrational animals behave. If there were to show weakness like the girl is already showing. They are done for.

He moved his hands slowly and aimed at the nearest wolf. The gun he was holding had 15 rounds in the magazine, he had already fired five times, leaving him 10 bullets.

He breathes in… "Fuck you…"

Ernest rapidly pulled the trigger four times. Four 9mm NATO rounds were spewed from the muzzle and pierced the wolf's head.

The other wolf who wasn't the target immediately pounced at the defenseless girl.

"Get down!"

Ernest shouted as he rushed to the girl, who was now in danger of getting pounced on. He pulled the lady away from the pouncing wolf, but in exchange, he got caught.

His gun slipped from impact as he fell down to the ground. Seeing the wolf straddling him. It quickly raised its claw and sliced down.

Ernest who sees the descending claw felt the time slowed down. He was about to get killed. But the adrenaline kept him alive and his heightened senses told him to fight.

He leaned to the side, dodging the wolf's claw and pulled the tactical knife out, and repeatedly stabbed him in the neck.

Blood from the wolf's neck began to fall down from his face.

The wolf growled in anguish but Ernest didn't stop stabbing it. Feeling that the weight pressed on him lessened. Ernest took the opportunity to crawl away and reached for the gun he dropped.

Picking the gun, Ernest hurriedly turned face up. The wolf began to rush at him again despite its injuries. But he was now slower than before. Ernest pulled the trigger rapidly until the gun ammo depletes.

The gun clicked. Six bullets pierced the wolf's body yet it managed to close the distance and are now on top of him again.

Yet, it was already dead. Seeing that, Ernest heaved heavily, catching up to his breath.

"I've fucking never experience that...what the."

Placing his hand on his chest, he felt his heart beating rapidly. He faced the woman who was looking at him suspiciously.

"Are you okay?" Ernest asked.

"Ye...yes....thank you...for...saving...me." She stammered.

Wiping off the wolf's blood out of his face with the back of his arm, Ernest plopped down to the ground with a sigh.

"We will talk later...let me rest for a moment."

Due to exhaustion, Ernest felt sleepy. His vision began to blur and the sensation of falling to sleep began to set in.

[Congratulations on completing the emergency quest.]

[You received 3,000 tyrant points.]

Those were the last thing he saw before he closed his eyes.