Chapter 194: The Holy Monk Requests
After leaving the abandoned wood house, Luxianbei stood in the open area outside, playing with a red apple with deep bite marks on it. His gaze gradually rose to the azure sky above, murmuring, “It really isn’t that simple!”
Is the punishment that Shen Baiwei mentioned those chaotic black lines?
Why was the proxy player sister punished?
Could it be that the proxy player sister also “traveled” here? From what time and place?
After a slight contemplation, Luxianbei shook his head, shaking the thoughts that arose in his mind away.
Previously, the proxy player sister was covered in numerous chaotic black lines as if nothing was wrong, even inciting her to create a calamity at the former Yumen Pass, which indicates that the proxy player sister is not afraid of the so-called “punishment,” and even has a way to resolve it.
Since the proxy player sister isn’t afraid, then what is she scared of?
Although she hadn’t called the proxy player sister to assist her for a long time and felt somewhat resistant to the proxy player sister taking over her body, but what kind of urban legend is calamity? It is an urban legend that, when it gets serious, could even harm itself!
In unavoidable circumstances, allowing the proxy player sister to take over her body and accept the punishment in her place isn’t impossible!
Perhaps, when the punishment descends, letting the proxy player sister take over her body could create a “not found” bug, just like when malice descends in Dream Come True Entertainment City, allowing everyone to have a bright future!
Thinking this, Luxianbei pulled back his thoughts and looked at the four Longxiang Army Armor Soldiers waiting not far from the wood house, clasping his hands together, he said, “I leave that person inside to you four, make sure to keep a tight watch on her. She is very useful to me, and you must not let her escape.”
She helped Long Bang and Xia Lianqing deal with the enemies that infiltrated the city, earning considerable goodwill and respect among these Longxiang Army Armor Soldiers. Upon hearing his words, the four Longxiang Army Armor Soldiers all showed friendly smiles.
The leading sturdy soldier said, “Rest assured, Miss Shen. With us here, even a mosquito can’t escape from inside.”
Immediately, another soldier noticed the red apple in Luxianbei’s hand and asked in confusion, “Miss Shen, you don’t need to gag her, do you?”
Luxianbei glanced down at the red apple and shrugged, saying, “No need, she’s quite stubborn and wouldn’t talk to anyone.”
She deliberately took the red apple away.
Giving Shen Baiwei the freedom to speak, if she communicates with these Longxiang Army Armor Soldiers, she might gather some useful information. If she remains as silent as before, full of words yet saying nothing, it will only make her uncomfortable.
Luxianbei knew very well how distressing it is to have something to say but find no one to share it with.
“If she says anything, don’t mind her, just remember what she said and tell me,” he instructed.
“Don’t worry, Miss Shen!” the leading Longxiang Army Armor Soldier clasped his hands and assured, “We will remember every word she says, and report it back to you.”
Upon hearing this, Luxianbei nodded at him and then rotated the red apple in his hand, taking a bite from the side without bite marks.
In an instant, the sweet juice spread in his mouth.
After a brief contemplation, Luxianbei seemed to suddenly remember something and turned to the four Longxiang Army Armor Soldiers, saying, “By the way, if she wants to leave this wood house, don’t stop her; just follow her and ensure she doesn’t leave Dai Mu Institute.”
Does Shen Baiwei not understand why she risks punishment to do all this?
If she had to say it, even if she explained, it would come off as a bit powerless; rather than that, it’s better for Shen Baiwei to see it with her own eyes.
After all, all her abilities have been sealed, and she is no different from a weak woman. She might not even beat Aunt Zhang, who cooks in the kitchen… Luxianbei thought.
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After leaving the abandoned wood house in Dai Mu Institute’s backyard, Luxianbei quickly found Xia Lianqing on the third floor, where the singers and dancers resided.
Seeing her return safely, Xia Lianqing was both shocked and delighted, bombarding her with questions like a rapid-fire cannon.
“Miss Shen, you’ve finally come back! I was just worried that something had happened to you.”
“How’s it going? Are you injured? I heard everything from Long Bang about last night…”
“…”
Faced with the barrage of questions from Xia Lianqing, Luxianbei felt a bit overwhelmed.
She came to ask Xia Lianqing questions, not to be questioned by her, which meant she couldn’t let Xia Lianqing have the upper hand.
She needed to take action!
“Miss Xia, don’t be anxious, let me explain in detail…” Luxianbei waved his hand to interrupt Xia Lianqing, then embellished the “exciting” details of what she had just told Long Bang, repeating it to Xia Lianqing.
Storytelling is something she is very adept at, and if anyone wants to ask more, she could even add more details and tell it again.
“…That’s roughly how it is,” Luxianbei concluded, not giving Xia Lianqing a chance to continue asking, quickly changing the subject, “By the way, I haven’t had a chance to ask you what happened after I left last night? Is it convenient for you to tell me now?”
“Of course, it’s convenient!” Xia Lianqing nodded.
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Meanwhile, on the dilapidated rooftop.
The red-haired girl stared at the gray-blue sky, slowly furrowing her brows.
“Something’s not right! What does this guy want to do? Wasn’t she told to create a calamity? Why did she go to a brothel to chat with that young lady?”
In her view, if Luxianbei wanted to successfully create a calamity, she shouldn’t be idle at Dai Mu Institute, chatting with Xia Lianqing. Instead, she should be observing and recording the terrain around Yumen Pass, finding the most suitable place to trigger the disaster, then make sure the people in Yumen Pass associate the disaster with her after it occurs.
But Luxianbei’s actions currently felt like a student, on the way to the college entrance exam, seeing that there was still time, suddenly diving into an internet café to play a game.
“What do you think she’s really thinking? Why is she not anxious?” the proxy player sister asked the cute little thing in her arms, lowering her head. “Could it be that she wants to understand the situation around Yumen Pass through that ‘Xia something’ woman? But from their conversation, it doesn’t seem like that!”
The cute little thing couldn’t answer the proxy player sister’s confusion and could only open its large, innocent eyes, looking at her.
“Forget it, silly thing, asking you is no use!” the proxy player sister rolled her eyes and turned her gaze back to the sky.
Luxianbei’s behavior gave her a faintly ominous premonition.
She felt that Luxianbei had no intention of following her advice to create a calamity…
d*mn it! Why won’t she listen? Is she doubting me?
Doing this makes it very difficult for us proxies, you know?
But if she listened to everything I said, she wouldn’t be Luxianbei anymore, and it wouldn’t change the outcome of calamity, right? The proxy player sister thought, narrowing her eyes, a knowing smile appearing at the corner of her mouth.
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After Luxianbei left the wood house, Shen Baiwei lay on the straw-covered ground for a while before moving.
“Leaving without re-blocking my mouth or reinforcing the seal on the spell rope? I didn’t expect calamity to be so careless sometimes…”
Mumbling softly, she suddenly seemed to think of something and closed her mouth, directing her gaze to the small window of the wood house.
She was somewhat worried about being overheard through the wall.
Although she didn’t care about speaking ill of calamity and didn’t mind calamity knowing, she didn’t want those “people from the past” outside the wood house to hear her.
Even a single word could affect the “past.”
After sitting still for a moment, Shen Baiwei began to carefully observe the spell rope tied around her.
From a certain perspective, spell ropes are also a form of solidified spell, usually used for sealing. Some spell ropes of higher quality can trigger different solidified spells through varying binding methods.
The spell rope that calamity left on her was of very high quality, but unfortunately, calamity’s tying skills were far inferior to those of the perverts from Tethys Laboratory; unable to fully exert this spell rope’s effects.
Relying on her numerous escape experiences from Tethys Laboratory, Shen Baiwei quickly found a way to undo the spell rope.
However, after untying the spell rope, she suddenly realized that her situation seemed a bit awkward— even if she unbound herself from all restraints, she still couldn’t leave this cluttered, dilapidated room.
Is this also part of calamity’s calculations? Shen Baiwei furrowed her brows, pacing back and forth within the wood house, the straw crunching underfoot, and finally let out a long sigh, sitting down again and pulling out her small notebook.
If I’m not going out, then I won’t care!
Perfect, I can quietly stay here and sort out my materials.
But before that…
Shen Baiwei thought, quickly flipping to the page where calamity was mentioned.
She needed to document all the crimes that calamity had committed against her.
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On the third floor of Dai Mu Institute.
The tea on the table, freshly brewed, no longer wafted the aroma of steam; it seemed to have cooled down.
After about half an hour of listening to Xia Lianqing recount the various events that occurred after she left last night, Luxianbei furrowed her brows, lost in thought.
Xia Lianqing informed her that as the enemies who infiltrated the city were rooted out, and conflicts occurred within the vanguard forces of the Shaman Queen’s Army, their advancement speed slowed, leading to a series of favorable chain reactions for Yumen Pass and the Longxiang Army.
First, aside from the already deceased blacksmith Yu, the remaining righteous individuals had successfully exited the city, contacted the Nanling County King, and sent sufficient supplies to the Longxiang Army lying in ambush outside the city.
Secondly, through the enemy captured last night, Xia Lianqing followed the trail to uncover more enemy spies, significantly disrupting the enemy’s intelligence network to the extent that transmitting information from within the city would be several times more difficult than before.
Lastly, because the vanguard forces of the Shaman Queen’s Army, which were supposed to arrive near Yumen Pass between the hours of noon and dusk today, had their advancing speed delayed, the deployment of the Longxiang Army soldiers, the relocation of the common people, and the construction of temporary defensive fortifications in the city were successfully completed, just waiting for the right moment to begin operations.
Everything seemed to be in order, and combined with the successful sealing of the Shaman Queen by the God Realm Yumen, Luxianbei even felt for a moment that she had effectively saved Yumen Pass and the half-urban legends within it from the fate of being sealed for a thousand years.
It felt as if she had done nothing, just casually mixed in, and directly won the game without effort.
There was absolutely no game experience!
But having no game experience wasn’t important; if it were this simple, she would also be willing to lie flat.
The problem is, these changes had already happened after she visited this place last time, providing strategies to Xia Lianqing. Logically speaking, if they were indeed effective enough to change the outcome, she wouldn’t have seen a city filled with unformed urban legends when the First Generation Miracle Saint awakened.
This meant that these changes had not affected the outcome at Yumen Pass…
What went wrong? Was there some key element that was overlooked? Luxianbei thought.
She felt as if she had cleared a game; she had achieved an ending yet, knowing from having seen the guide in advance, clearly understood that this was merely a fake bad ending derived from an erroneous process. There were still real good endings and a wealth of plots that remained locked without meeting certain conditions.
“Get lost! You stinking monk’s lapdogs, you’re not welcome here!”
Just as Luxianbei was musing, a sudden commotion echoed from outside the window. She got up and walked over to the window, looking in the direction of the sound. She saw two Longxiang Army Armor Soldiers disguised as brothel servants blocking a young man dressed in a moon-white robe at the door.
The intricate golden-embroidered flowers on the moon-white robe stood out vividly in the sunlight.
Wait! Isn’t that the robe of the Miracle Cult? Why is this person… Just then, a spark of realization struck her, and she suddenly understood that she had overlooked the presence of the Hong Bian Monk, the First Generation Miracle Saint.
A living Miracle Saint was currently in Yumen Pass, and he was definitely up to something.
While Luxianbei was pondering, Xia Lianqing came to her side, peering through the window at the scene below, frowning as she asked loudly, “What’s going on? Why the ruckus?”
“Miss Xia, this monk’s lapdog wants to come in!” one Longxiang Army Armor Soldier replied.
“Come in?” Xia Lianqing tilted her head in confusion, “What does he want to come in for?”
Before the Longxiang Army Armor Soldier could explain, the young man in the moon-white robe brought his hands together, bowed slightly to Xia Lianqing, and took out a folded document from his chest, explaining, “The holy monk has heard that there is a girl named Shen Baiwei in Dai Mu Institute, and he wishes to invite her to the temple for a meeting. He has sent me to deliver this invitation.”
After finishing, the young man looked towards Luxianbei, smiling and nodding at her.
Seeing this, Luxianbei felt Xia Lianqing sh**t her a strange look, as if two bolts of electricity were striking her, questioning why she had contact with the Hong Bian Monk.
Luxianbei, “???”
What is going on? Why is the First Generation Miracle Saint looking for Shen Baiwei?
Oh no, don’t give me that look like you think I’m a traitor. Although I often act as a traitor, this time it’s really not!
Moreover, I’m not Shen Baiwei; the one locked up in the wood house is her!
