The overbearing saber intent was obviously slashed out using a sword, yet the tyrannical power of the saber intent was not reduced in any way.
This saber intent was even more powerful than the one contained in the last attack that the saber intent armor had unleashed this morning when he and Fellow Daoist Tyrannical Song were discussing the path of defense.
Tyrannical Song... this Sage Name is really fitting, Sage Monarch Winter Melon thought to himself.
However, this saber intent was only the beginning.
After the flames rose from Scarlet Heaven Sword similar to 'flowing water', they spread out in all directions with Song Shuhang as the center.
In the next moment, the sky-filling flames covered Song Shuhang as well. At this time, bystanders could only see raging flames everywhere, with a blurred figure in the center holding the hilt of [Scarlet Heaven Sword].
Song Shuhang stepped down from the air, descended on the ground, and then approached Sage Monarch Winter Melon step after step.
Every time he took a step, the sky-filling flames burning on his body would also follow. The temperature around him began to rise rapidly, the ground cracked, the water evaporated, and the grass and trees quickly dried up. Even some streams at the foot of the mountain directly evaporated, turning into nothing.
This was just the beginning... As Song Shuhang continued to move forward, more flames appeared, and the temperature kept rising.
Even at a distance of 1,000 meters, those reporters felt their mouths go dry, and even the air around them was burning.
"Heavens, is this the power that an Eighth Stage Profound Sage can bring out when they make a move?" The reporter from Shengang Broadcast Station kept on swallowing, but his throat still felt extremely dry.
"This saber attack is really overbearing. It already has such power even before it has been truly unleashed. His title of 'first Sage in a thousand years' is well-deserved," the reporter from the Daily Cultivator said as he continued to feel that the water in his body was evaporating.
"And this... is still just the prelude to the actual strike. Let's retreat a bit more, a kilometer away is still too close," the reporter from the Temple Channel said with a bitter smile.
Even retreating for a kilometer wasn't safe enough. The prelude to Profound Sage Tyrannical Song's strike had already caused the temperature to rise to such a terrifying degree. When this [Heaven Burning] technique actually slashed at Sage Monarch Winter Melon, what terrifying destructive power would break out?
The reporters all put away their recording equipment and moved back.
Fortunately, the recording equipment they were using was not ordinary, and was actually a combination of cultivation and science. Otherwise, with them recording from such a distance, they wouldn't even be able to see the shadows of Song Shuhang and Sage Monarch Winter Melon.
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Song Shuhang's speed was not slow. He brought out the ❮Virtuous Man's Ten Thousand Mile Walk❯ footwork to its peak. With every step he took, he raised his momentum as much as possible, and every step he took seemed to be pressing down on the opponent's heart.
Finally, when he reached the peak of his momentum, he had reached a suitable distance to conduct his strike—a distance of 100 meters from Sage Monarch Winter Melon.
This was the safest distance that [Scarlet Heaven Sword] had calculated to unleash the attack. From this distance, the ❮Heaven Burning Flaming Saber Technique❯ that would be slashed out would be the easiest to control, and would not cause a disaster.
[So powerful... Will I be able to block this saber attack?] Sage Monarch Winter Melon thought to himself. He was extremely confident in his 'path of defense', but when faced with this close-range saber attack, he had no idea if he could bear it.
The flames spreading from Song Shuhang had turned into a sea of ​​fire that engulfed Sage Monarch Winter Melon.
"Heaven Burning!" Song Shuhang shouted at this moment. He held the sword in his right hand and slashed towards Sage Monarch Winter Melon.
The sword rose and then descended.
The sea of ​​fire responded to Song Shuhang's sword, and the flames surged like a big wave. In the end... all of them gathered on the sword.
At this moment, the only thing that Sage Monarch Winter Melon could see were flames!
He could see nothing but flames.
It was as if he was in a world of flames.
The heaven burning saber intent brought out overbearing flames that heavily came down on Sage Monarch Winter Melon's shield.
Sage Monarch Winter Melon's 'defensive magical techniques and holy light enhancing techniques' shattered as soon as they came into contact with this flaming saber. The inscriptions on his body, which provided him 'flame resistance', failed to provide even a trace of resistance in the face of such a high-level flame.
The holy knight halo and the mysterious Indestructible Body of the Buddha were also unable to resist the high temperature brought by the monstrous flames.
Although his defense had yet to be broken, Sage Monarch Winter Melon felt the water in his body evaporate and his lips turn dry.
After a breath...
Sage Monarch Winter Melon's 'Giant Shield' shrank and turned back into a golden greatsword. The shield's defense was breached.
This giant shield was Sage Monarch Winter Melon's life-bound magical treasure. Winter Melon was one with his shield, and the duo had resisted the heavenly tribulation of the Eighth Stage for three full years! However, when faced with this single Heaven Burning saber attack, the giant shield was only able to persist for a while before he felt like it was melting.
Profound Sage Tyrannical Song's attack was actually able to reach such a degree of power... Sage Monarch Winter Melon thought to himself.
More importantly, Profound Sage Tyrannical Song was not a cultivator that followed a purely offensive path, but one that practiced both offense and defense.
As Sage Monarch Winter Melon was in deep thought, the 'armor intent' on his body was also breached, and the brilliant golden armor intent fell apart.
The ❮Heaven Burning Flaming Saber Technique❯ broke through the giant shield and the armor intent, directly cutting into Sage Monarch Winter Melon's physical body.
Almost there, Song Shuhang said in his mind.
Next... He just had to stop the ❮Heaven Burning Flaming Saber Technique❯ right before it cut into Sage Monarch Winter Melon's body and cancel it.
Afterward, he would calmly say, "You've lost."
This decisive battle of 'one move to decide everything' was coming to an end.
"As expected of Fellow Daoist Tyrannical Song! This is the duel I wanted, and this is the time to prove myself... Aaaaaaah!!!" At this moment, Sage Monarch Winter Melon suddenly roared.
The moment ❮Heaven Burning Flaming Saber Technique❯ was about to cut into him, a small fortress-like projection emerged on his body.
The fortress covered Sage Monarch Winter Melon and protected him. When this fortress appeared, it suddenly went on to block the ❮Heaven Burning Flaming Saber Technique❯.
This was the ultimate technique of Sage Monarch Winter Melon, and it was the strongest defense he had ever developed.
"Iron Fortress Absolute Defense!" Sage Monarch Winter Melon clenched his fists, panting heavily. He had put everything he had into this 'Iron Fortress'.
His path of defense, his convictions... he had gathered everything together for this 'Iron Fortress'.
[Block this saber attack! It's now time to prove that my path of defense is the right one!] Sage Monarch Winter Melon shouted in his heart.
"BOOM!"
The ❮Heaven Burning Flaming Saber Technique❯ struck the fortress projection.
The iron fortress shook violently, seemingly about to collapse. However, it stubbornly resisted!
At the same time, the blazing flames enveloped the entire steel fortress and burned wildly.
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The reporters from the various cultivation channels filmed this scene from different angles.
At first, when they saw that Sage Monarch Winter Melon's defense had been destroyed by Profound Sage Tyrannical Song's attack, they all thought that he was going to lose. However, it turned out that Sage Monarch Winter Melon still had a final line of defense.
The defense of this steel fortress was absolutely stunning.
As a result, it was still not certain who was going to win this duel where one move would decide everything.
Was the attack of the first Sage in a thousand years, Profound Sage Tyrannical Song, going to come on top? Or would the defense of the fifth Sage in a thousand years, Sage Monarch Winter Melon, allow him to have the last laugh?
Tonight, they would prepare a big headline.
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The ❮Heaven Burning Flaming Saber Technique❯ and the 'Iron Fortress' were in a stalemate.
Thanks to the 'Iron Fortress', Sage Monarch Winter Melon had already been able to hold on for over five breaths.
Scarlet Heaven Sword said, [I have to admit that although this kid is obsessed with the path of defense, he does have some skill. The defensive power of this 'Iron Fortress' is beyond my imagination.]
[Can you cut through it?] This was the Song Shuhang's only question.
Scarlet Heaven Sword continued, [Of course. Are you ready? When you're ready, just put me away... I will give him the final blow when you do that.]
Song Shuhang asked, [You don't need my cooperation with anything else?]
Scarlet Heaven Sword said, [Nope. Next, you just need to handsomely stow me away. I want to smash this kid's path of defense, and see if he can rise up again, going even further on the 'path of defense'.] 
Song Shuhang replied, [Alright.] 
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As such, under the eyes of the reporters, as well as Su Clan's Sixteen, Shi, Little Cai, and the others, Song Shuhang slowly kept his sword.
He turned his wrist and held the hilt backwards. Unfortunately, there was no scabbard; otherwise, handsomely returning the sword into its scabbard would have been a very good choice.
While Song Shuhang's wrist was turning, the virtuous lamia silently appeared again. She stood beside Song Shuhang and took Scarlet Heaven Sword from him.
The reporters from the Daily Cultivator, Shengang Broadcast Station, and similar channels were puzzled.
The battle seemed to have just reached the real climax, so why would Sage Monarch Tyrannical Song suddenly put away his sword?
Could it be that...
The reporters immediately stared at Sage Monarch Winter Melon.
"Crack, crack, crack~" A crisp crackling echoed.
A small crack appeared on Sage Monarch Winter Melon's 'Iron Fortress'. Subsequently, the crack grew larger and spread to the entire iron fortress.
"Boom~"
The iron fortress had been breached, and though it was clearly just a projection... when it broke, it seemingly released countless shards of real iron.
After breaking through the 'Iron Fortress', the flame of the ❮Heaven Burning Flaming Saber Technique❯ still maintained its overbearing momentum, and continued to advance until it finally stopped in front of Sage Monarch Winter Melon.
At this time, the saber intent, saber qi, and high temperature that the attack had brought along had completely disappeared, making it look like an ordinary flaming saber technique. However, the ❮Heaven Burning Flaming Saber Technique❯ was currently in its strongest state. After all, this weak-looking ❮Heaven Burning Flaming Saber Technique❯ had managed to destroy the Iron Fortress in one hit.
"Sure enough, I still lost," Sage Monarch Winter Melon said.
This time, he was truly convinced. It was totally different from when he faced the 'nuclear deterrence', which didn't completely convince him.
His iron fortress still had a lot to improve on, especially the structure of the fortress; there were still some changes that had to be made.
As such, Sage Monarch Winter Melon also benefited a lot from this match.
The battle between the 'first Sage in a thousand years' and the 'fifth Sage in a thousand years' had come to an end.
"Careful!" Su Clan's Sixteen, Shi, and the reporters suddenly called out.
Some of the fragments of Sage Monarch Winter Melon's shattered 'Iron Fortress' shot out towards Song Shuhang's location after colliding with one another.


One day, Song Shuhang was suddenly added to a chat group with many seniors that suffered from chuuni disease. The people inside the group would call each other ‘Fellow Daoist’ and had all different kinds of titles: Palace Master, Cave Lord, True Monarch, Immortal Master, etc. Even the pet of the founder of the group that had run away from home was called ‘monster dog’. They would talk all day about pill refining, exploring ancient ruins, or share their experience on techniques.
However, after lurking inside the group for a while, he discovered that not all was what it seemed... 

Compared to the area in front of him that was like a ghost, this place was like a different world, with bright lights and many people coming and going. This street was not big, but it was the only commercial street in the vicinity. To the left was the slave district, and to the right was the slums.

The formation of the commercial street lies in purchasing power.
Biscuit, canned food, steamed buns, steamed buns, ham … These things that were eaten as snacks before the apocalypse had now become the staple food, and they were all luxurious foods. Because of the radiation, there was almost no place on Mars for cultivation or breeding. All the food was now grown in the greenhouse and produced indoors. Anything that ate, even a peanut, had become a rarity.
Liu Wei An had always been below the poverty line. Today, he had unexpectedly obtained 255 copper coins. Adding the 6 copper coins he had saved up, he had earned a total of 261 copper coins. This was his most prosperous period in the past three months.
10 copper coins for a bun, Liu Wei An took 10 in one go, 8 copper coins for a compressed biscuit, 10 copper coins for a bun, the rest of the money he had left was all energy tubes, 5 copper coins for a tube, a total of 16 copper coins.
One had to thank the game Plunder, the money inside and the real world were universal. The credit crisis was also a very important factor in the opening of the Apocalypse War. After the establishment of the three empires, the currency was unified, and the paper money, which was maintained on the basis of reputation, was cancelled. At present, there were basically three types of currency on the market: gold coins, silver coins, and copper coins.
Although most people chose to hibernate after nightfall due to the cold, those who were very hungry could not be excluded. In the dark of the night, there were countless sins that happened every night, and people like Liu Wei An, who didn't even have an ID card, would not even be able to ask about it if something happened.

Even though society was technologically advanced and civilization had advanced, this place was like a chaotic world to them. Fortunately, there were no accidents along the way. Liu Wei An felt that it was still too early. If there were still people wandering outside after ten o'clock, basically, something would happen.

Back in the basement, as expected, the lights in the room were turned off. Liu Wei An turned on the lights and Zhao Xin immediately saw the food in his hands. The steamed bun was still warm and his eyes lit up.
"Eat." Liu Wei An grabbed a steamed bun and started to eat. Although the steamed bun that he had not tasted for a long time was not as delicious as the one cooked on Earth, for someone who had drunk three months' worth of energy pipe, it was still an incredible delicacy.

Zhao Nannan looked at Liu Wei An without moving. How could she not know the difference between Steamed Bun and the energy pipe? However, in the end, it was no match for the hope in Zhao Xin's eyes. She felt a burst of sadness in her heart and silently grabbed a bun. When Zhao Xin saw her mother make a move, she lightly cheered. She quickly grabbed a bun and started to eat. Her face was brimming with a happy smile.
The energy contained in the energy tube could only ensure one's survival. There were also a lot of trace elements that the human body needed that were impossible to provide. After all, the price of the energy tube determined the quality of the food.

Zhao Nannan stopped eating after eating a bun. Seeing that her mother had stopped eating, Zhao Xin also stopped eating. Liu Wei An had already finished his second meal. He raised his head to look at Zhao Nannan and said softly, "Eat, in the game, I am already on the right path, there is no need to go hungry."

Zhao Nannan hesitated for a moment and then grabbed another bun. She knew her daughter very well. If she didn't eat it, she wouldn't eat it either. He was both touched and sad at the same time. He lowered his head so that Liu Wei An wouldn't see his red eyes. Zhao Xin happily grabbed another bun.
After eating three steamed buns, Liu Wei An returned to his bed. He thought for a while, grabbed his helmet and logged into the 'Plunder' game. Zhao Nannan glanced at him in surprise but did not say a word. Usually, Liu Wei An would drag his fatigue to sleep, but today seemed very different.
The bed was an old-fashioned iron frame bed, divided into two bunks. Liu Wei'an slept on the bottom bunk, while Zhao Nannan and her daughter slept on the top bunk. After Zhao Xin finished eating, Zhao Nan packed up the rest of the food and pulled Zhao Xin onto the bed. The 1.2m bed was a little narrow, but Zhao Nan felt an unprecedented warmth.
Entering the game, it was also night in the game. The time in the world of demon beasts and the world of humans seemed to be synchronized, and the sky and the sun were present during the day, with 24 hours a day. The only difference was that the night moon in the world of demon beasts was red, making it look extremely demonic.
Due to his physical fitness, Liu Wei An always logged on during the day. At night, he could only maintain his physical strength for an average of six hours. Seven hours was his limit. It was also his first time going online at night.

The night in Stone City was much calmer than during the day, and the traffic was reduced by more than half. Some shops were also closed, and many people were carrying torches as they left the city or entered the city. Liu Wei An did not have much time to pay attention to this, and hurriedly left, followed by moonlight. He had been in the direction of the cemetery many times to avoid getting lost.
The farther away from the city, the fewer pedestrians there were. After walking for about 10 kilometers, there was no one left on the road. It was pitch black in the wilderness, with only trees showing the shadow of their eyes. The bugs were happily crying in the grass, but the occasional bird's scream was quite scary.
When he passed by a forest, Liu Wei An stopped and started to chop down trees. The forest was made of iron-colored poplar, and there were only about a hundred of them. Iron poplar wood, tough wood with elasticity, is the best material for making bows.
Ancient books have a cloud: the making of the bow to dry, horn, tendons, glue, silk, paint and other materials, also known as' six. The doer, who thinks far and wide, the horn, the disease, the sinews, the deep, the glue, the silk, the solid, the lacquer, and the frost.
Dry, including a variety of wood and bamboo; used to make the main body of a bow arm, multilayered. The performance of dry wood plays a decisive role in the performance of the bow. Dry wood with Zephyr as the top, secondary wood, oak trees, bamboo as the bottom. The horn, or animal horn, is made into a thin slice that is attached to the inside of the bow arm (abdomen). The best way to make a bow is to use a bull's horn. The horn is white, medium green, and undeveloped. The length of the horn is about five inches (nearly fifty centimeters), and the color of the bow is three colors. This is the best horn for a cow to wear a cow "(the price of a horn is the equivalent of a cow, so it is called a cow to wear a cow). The tendons, the animal tendons, lie on the outside (back) of the arcuate arm. The role of tendons and horns. Both of them increased the elasticity of the bow arm, allowing the arrow to shoot faster and deeper. Choosing tendons must be small and long, big and round and smooth. Glue, i.e., animal glue, used to bind dry materials and horny tendons. The book recommends six kinds of gum, such as deer gum, horse gum, beef gum, rat gum, fish gum, rhino gum and so on. The preparation method of glue "generally is to put animal skin and other animal tissue (especially muscle cavity) in the water boiling, or add a small amount of lime alkali, and then filter, steaming thick." According to the experience of later generation bow making, fish tissue, especially the palatine endothelium and fish fat were the best. In recent times, Chinese archers used fish glue to make an important part of the bow, that is, the bearing capacity of the bow. However, it was not very important to use the hide gum in other areas, such as covering the skin. Silk, that is, silk thread, will be the angle of the bow by the tendons of the silk threads tightly entwined, making it more solid. The colour and luster of the choice silk must be as bright as if it were in water. Paint, will be made of the bow arm paint, to prevent the erosion of dew moisture, and the need to choose paint color clear.
It would take a long time for him to make a good bow with complicated craftsmanship. Obviously, Liu Wei An didn't have that kind of time, so the bow he made was the simplest kind.

Unlike the first time, it took two whole days for the bow to be completed. Next was the arrow, a sharp arrow, and in terms of craftsmanship, it was not that simple. However, Liu Wei An needed a one-time arrow, so the requirements were not as strict.
However, although it was a one-time use, the materials couldn't be sloppy. Liu Wei An knew that bamboo wasn't bad, but since there weren't any in this area, he could only choose a wooden pole.
The hardness of iron poplar is enough, but the elasticity will affect the accuracy. Liu Wei An walked eastwards along the familiar road for about three miles. The lush forest seemed eerie. If he hadn't been here many times, he really wouldn't dare to come in here alone.
After carefully examining the tree for a moment, his eyes lit up. Taking a few steps forward, he drew his saber and hacked down five to six finger-sized saplings. He then picked up the sapling and ran. This black cloth in the middle of winter was too frightening. The startled bird flapped its wings as if it was right behind him. Liu Wei An didn't even turn back, only stopping when he reached the road. He took a few deep breaths and started to make arrows.

This was an iron birch tree. It was as hard as iron and as straight as a spear. It was difficult for it to grow big. If not for the sharpness of the dagger, it would have been difficult for it to cut them down. A small sapling could be cut into four arrows, exactly twenty-four of them. He would peel and polish them, remove all unnecessary things, and finally install the nail knife from the rotting corpse's hand. One arrow was already completed.

The arrowheads of the twenty arrows were carrion nails, the arrowheads of the first arrow were animal bones, and the rest of the arrows were nothing.

After the bow crafting was completed, the next step was to kill the monsters. Liu Wei An hesitated for a moment before he set off towards the cemetery. It was a dark night. To be honest, he was a bit scared when he went to the cemetery alone.

There were clearly more monsters in the dark night than during the day. They scurried around, including the leopard, lynx, dog, and wolf … Liu Wei'an didn't have the confidence to hit them, so he carefully avoided them one by one. About an hour and forty minutes later, they entered the cemetery. It was obvious that the moonlight in the sky was even darker and silent.
Because of the corpse aura, almost no living being liked to live inside it. Liu Wei An wasn't used to having no insects to call out, so he gritted his teeth and strode inside.

Resources were depleted, civil war broke out, and the earth was on the verge of destruction. After the order was re-established, there were still many contradictions between the two sides. A tranquil undercurrent was surging under the surface … A space ship carrying a felon was shot down by a pirate near Mars, the scapegoat Liu Wei An was lucky enough to escape. The little butterflies in the slave quarters stirred its wings, and the gears of history changed.


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The Rock Spirit was a living spirit birthed by heaven and earth, and was definitely not weaker than king tier beasts of the same tier—maybe even a bit stronger, possessing terrifying power and recovery power.
Although it had just advanced into the Flower Blossom Tier, its battle prowess was at least five stars. In contrast, Miao Qi Si was at the third layer of the Flower Blossom Tier, but his battle prowess was but four stars… One still shouldn't underestimate him—being able to battle surpassing one star in the Flower Blossom Tier was already very impressive and could be called a genius feat! 
Sadly, why'd he have to encounter the Rock Spirit? 
His attacks hit the Rock Spirit's body, only breaking off a few pebbles, and in the next moment, the pebbles flew back automatically like nothing had happened; but, what if he were to take a punch from the Rock Spirit?
Hehe, then he'd definitely spit blood ceaselessly!
Fighting on like this, Miao Qi Si would definitely end up tragically defeated.
Gu Yuan Liang and Geng Jing Sheng were both stupefied; this puppet's recovery power was too powerful, and even if they unleashed a Spiritual Infant Tier law decree, would they truly be able to heavily damage this puppet?
The key was that was it really worth to expend a law decree to contend for some spiritual liquid?
Miao Qi Si was also hesitating, but such hesitation was also more and more disadvantageous for him. He was hit by the Rock Spirit's punch, and although he crossed his arms to protect his face, the massive power still sent him flying.
With a loud sound, he rammed into the hexagonal object at the center of the divine temple, shaking that object violently. 
Miao Qi Si struggled to climb up, but suddenly revealed a shocked expression; even his face began to twist. His previously ruddy face immediately turned dreadfully pale, and even his eyes sunk inwards.
He was absolutely appalled, and as he shook his right hand, a law decree appeared; without hesitation, he pressed it at the object behind him.
The law decree burned and a large fiery-red hand materialized, shooting at the hexagonal object. Lethal power overflowed—this was an attack of Spiritual Infant Tier.
Gu Yuan Liang and Geng Jing Sheng were both shocked and confused; if Miao Qi Si had used a law decree, shouldn't he have fired it towards the Rock Spirit, and not towards the hexagonal object behind him…? Was he muddled from banging his head?
Miao Qi Si was also very close, so this attack would also affect him; no matter how it looked, it was a suicidal action!
Hong!
The flames swirled and the terrifying power pounded. Peng, peng, peng, peng, the stone pillars here were broken one by one. Ling Han was unrestrained as he spread out Blood Sucking Origin Gold, sweeping back all the broken stone pillars and storing them into the Black Tower.
The Rock Spirit instantly broke into a crooked smile; it obviously knew Ling Han wouldn't fight with it for rocks to eat.
When the flames disappeared, what was left of Miao Qi Si was obviously a burnt corpse. Involved in a Spiritual Infant Tier attack at such a close range, even a person at the ninth layer of the Flower Blossom Tier wouldn't have survived. 
Unless the person was as freakish as Ling Han, possessing defense like Iron Sheet Body, and super defense like the Thunder Battle Armor.
The hexagonal object actually changed!
It was originally all black like a piece of black gold, but now it was burned to transparency as if it had turned into amber. When Ling Han and the others saw the scene inside the object, all of them were ineffably shocked! 
Under the "amber," a human-shaped being was locked by eighteen iron chains; the iron chains were fastened to the ground, but the strange thing was that no one had noticed it earlier. Above the being was a massive blood-sucking bug; it had a thick and long mouthpart that pierced through the being's heart, as if sucking its blood.
This human-shaped being had a body of red hair and was as thin as a match. Apparently, its blood had been sucked clean. The blood-sucking bug was actually a meter long and its wings were golden; it was clearly extracting blood, yet it gave people a feeling of sacredness.
How strange!
However, it was still puzzling that Miao Qi Si used a law decree to fire at the piece of "amber," unhesitatingly taking his own life too... Besides, what material was this "amber" made of for it to actually receive a Spiritual Infant Tier attack without being damaged at all?
Ling Han stared at the blood-sucking bug and couldn't help but reveal a shocked expression. The blood-sucking bugs evidently had higher tier the larger they were. The fist-sized blood-sucking bug was already at the Flower Blossom Tier, and now this one was a meter long, so what tier was it?
The Heaven Tier? The Shattering Void Tier? Or possibly even God Tier?
If this mystery realm was removed from the god realm, then it wasn't impossible for a God Tier being to appear.
There were two large monsters here, which were the blood-sucking bug and the red-haired beasts. Now the two monsters appeared at the deepest part of the divine temple, yet seemed incompatible like fire and water... what exactly did it forebode?
And previously, why did Miao Qi Si act suicidal?
Just when everyone was puzzled, the super bug king's eyes blinked, and its body began to lift up!
Not that it was fluttering its wings, but the "amber" that cemented it began to float, as if unable to break away from the fetters. Once it rose, the red-haired beast fell out from the "amber" and onto the ground with a thud while the eighteen iron chains let out a crisp sound.
This scene looked extremely strange no matter how one looked at it.
Ling Han stared at the eighteen iron chains, which seemed normal, but once examined closely, turned out to be decorated with patterns that lit up slightly, as if they were divine chains.
"Master Han!" Yue Kai Yu and Guang Yuan both shouted. The super bug king flew over shakily, but its speed was truly ridiculously slow.
Gu Yuan Liang waved his hand and attacked with a slash. Pa, it struck the amber, yet had no effect, only making the super bug king turn its attention towards him. The thick and long mouthpart pointed at him, and as it sucked fiercely, a terrifying absorption force was instantly transmitted. Gu Yuan Liang had no power to resist at all, flying towards the piece of amber. 
He was obviously greatly shocked, wanting to fly away, but couldn't rival the terrifying absorption power. With a pu, he rammed onto the amber and the sharp mouthpiece insantly pierced his heart.
In an instant, his entire body was like a leaked water bag, rapidly shriveling, and his face became dreadfully pale like his entire body was being sucked empty.
A dignified Flower Blossom Tier elite was actually instantly sucked dry of all his blood!
However, the Flower Blossom Tier beings were sill stubbornly strong. Gu Yuan Liang took out a Spiritual Infant Tier law decree from a spatial ring, and just like Miao Qi Si, he pressed it at the bug king behind him.
Hong, this time, a freezing power swept freely, and the inside of the entire divine temple was covered with ice. At the center of the impact was the piece of amber, it was obviously completely frozen. Gu Yuan Liang couldn't escape, either; his entire body was frozen, and his face seemed to show a relieved expression. 
Just now, had Miao Qi Si also tried to take the bug king down with him because his blood was being sucked dry? However, the bug king's mouthpart was clearly stabbed into the red-haired beast's body, so how did it suck dry his blood?
Pa, the layer of ice on the amber instantly shattered along with Gu Yuan Liang's corpse. The bug king flew up slowly and turned its focus on the other people—it was completely unharmed.


An ultimate warrior, the one and only Alchemy Emperor, Ling Han, had died in his quest to achieve godhood. Ten thousands years later, and he, with the "Invincible Heaven Scroll", was reborn in the body of a young man with the same name. From then on, winds and clouds moved, as he set himself against uncountable geniuses of this new era. His path of becoming a legend has begun once more. At all eras, and underneath the heavens, I am the strongest!

I woke up with the light of morning just starting to peak over the horizon. I was worried that I had just passed out without worrying about my own safety last night. Thinking about yesterday my heart started to ache again and my eyes started to water with unshed tears. 

I stamped down on these emotions of grief and solidified my resolve. An iron will continued to grow inside me, the last tears I would let myself shed over my past rolled down my face. I would get justice for everything my mother was forced to go through. 

The pain and grief would never disappear, but I forced them to fade as a simmering rage took its place in my heart. I may be weak now, but I will grow stronger. I will not forget my Oath of Vengeance! 


*Ding* <Due to your own words and actions you have shown that you have the makings of an indomitable spirit. You have reached the first step on this path and have gained the Iron Will Trait>


<Iron Will: Your Willpower is as strong and unbending as iron. 15% resistance against Mental/Spiritual/Charm affects. +2 to Intelligence, and +1 to Charisma gained.>

Apparently even the world is recognizing my commitment, but if I want to be able to reach my goals I need to get up and start moving forward. My stomach decided to take this moment to voice its complaints by emitting a loud grumbling sound, I didn't realize how hungry and thirsty I was. I turned around looking for my backpack but couldn't find it anywhere. Looking down at my self, I wasn't even wearing my original clothes. I was wearing some type of tough leather tunic, and some loose pants that felt like some type of canvas material. On my feet I noticed some leather boots in a style I had only ever seen in video games or in history books.  

Seriously? Blaise couldn't even have left me with my supplies? While cursing at Blaise and my own stupidity I remembered the bag icon in the corner of my vision, I stopped my hand before I could smack myself with it and focused on it.
It was like opening a bag of holding in any RPG ever but the spaces showed up in my head, which was nice since it left my vision free. It was 36 squares wide and 36 squares deep, it was huge! And there was actually stuff inside.

<Inventory:
Basic iron sword x1
Wooden short bow x1
Quiver x1
Iron tipped arrow x20
Basic iron dagger x2
Grimoire x1
Hatchet x1
Tinderbox x1
Dried Jerky x10
Waterskin (Empty) x1
Unknown book x1
Unknown book x1
Unknown book x1
Note x1 >

Wow, nice! I actually had some items to start off with, I was worried how I was going to level up and get stronger if I had to start fighting creatures with my firsts. I tried imagining a piece of jerky in my hand and it appeared! Sweet having an inventory will be so helpful, I'd hate to have to lug everything around, especially since Blaise stole my backpack. 

I tried to take a bite of the jerky but it was super tough and my mouth was so dry I couldn't even work up even a tiny bit of saliva. I kneeled next to the water and stared down into the water, wondering if it was safe to drink. The water perfectly reflected my face back to me, there were some changes, but it was still me. My jet black hair was a bit longer than I usually wear it with it laying just below my ears. My eyes were what shocked me the most, they used to be a nice natural green color but now they were bright emerald green that appeared to have an almost unnatural quality to them. My nose was still a bit sharp but average, and my skin maintained its light golden tan. Although I noted with a bit of satisfaction that my skin seemed to be perfectly clear now, no more acne scars, and the scar on my chin from a bicycle accident when I was a kid was also gone. 

I wasn't going to complain, hell most women I know would kill for skin like this. I will have to get use to my eyes, but they do look kinda cool. I reached my hands down and cupping a handful of water brought it to my dry and cracked lips. I drank my fill of water while praying that I wouldn't get some alien disease and end up with demonic diarrhea or something. After satiating my thirst, I summoned the empty waterskin from my inventory and filled it from the pond. I didn't see any other water sources nearby, and even if I got demonic diarrhea, without water I would die long pretty fast without ever getting attacked. 

Now with my thirst taken care of I placed a piece of jerky in my mouth and observed it at the same time.

<Jerky made of an unknown type of meat; Edible>

Well in the past month I've eaten probably weirder things, at least the jerky didn't taste horrible. While I was gnawing on my jerky I pulled out the three unknown books and placed them on the ground in front of me, and lastly I removed the note. The books where each made with a different leather, and the first two had titles in a language I couldn't read. Opening the books to a random page all I saw was random symbols that I couldn't make any sense of, so I closed them and looked at the third book. It had a rich black leather cover with no title, no decorations covered it, and it looked almost brand new. I opened the book to its first page and written in flowing penmanship in English was 'For Hawk Direveil may this help you on your travels'. It was unsigned, and if this was from Blaise he would have written a lot more and would have made sure I knew it was from him.  No, this had to be from someone else but who? 

Interested to find out more I flipped to the next page, but instead of seeing the page a gold window popped up in front of me blocking the book.

*Ding* <You have discovered a language Ability book>
<Do you wish you to use this item? (Yes) (No)>

***Authors Note*** I am have to pause the publication of any new chapters for now due to my work schedule in the medical field with the current pandemic. When things start to slow back down for me I will continue the story. I wish it could be otherwise but I have no option. I hope you are all staying safe, and hope to get back to writing for you all as soon as I can. ______________________________________________ While backpacking Hawk gets lost and ends up unwittingly getting moved to a new world where Magic and Mythological beasts are real. The world also works similarly to the many game worlds he has played in the past. He even has a system to help him. Join him on his travels through this Fantasy world, while he searches for the reasons why he was brought here and where he belongs in this new world.

In a valley town inn in Iron Mountain Empire, Zou Shen was eating like a madman who had not eaten for a while. People were looking at him weirdly now, he was not looking like a beggar like in the past, still he was eating like one right now. 

The owner of the inn was very happy as Zou Shen had already paid upfront for his orders, all he had to do was feed him. It was a trying time for the people in the Iron Mountain Empire so this huge spending by people like Zou Shen was needed. 

Zou Shen had a goal now that was to try the various foods of wherever he travelled, he was a cultivator and a hollow one at that. His 'Lost Hollow Spirit' cultivation method which he created himself after thinking about what he did to himself to achieve his own cultivation realm and his spirit forms. With his cultivation method he didn't need to eat regularly as he would not die of hunger easily, still he wanted to try new and delicious food of this cultivation world. 

Zou Shen wanted to discover the world he was currently in, discovering its beauty and mysteries. Cultivation was a sure way to live long and survive to even be able to enjoy the world at large. He didn't care for glory or titles, he wanted to journey the world alone and discover it all. For now he had to do something for the world he was brought in to earn his freedom to live by himself. Still he would enjoy every second he could, even if he was doing something if he didn't have fun, he would not do it at all.

"Sir would you like something else......…We have more to give." 

The owner of the inn asked Zou Shen slowly who was stuffing his mouth with every dish present on the large round table for many he was eating alone in. The owner wanted to get more out of him as he didn't know if such a big spender would appear again in their valley due to dark state the Iron Mountain Empire was in. 

"I don't need any more food, what I need is some information on anything that has been happening in this empire." Zou Shen asked the owner of the inn while trying to swallow the many delicious food in his mouth. 

He wanted information from the perspective of the people of the Iron Mountain Empire, what they knew and what they didn't know. It would reveal what the royalists were like in the eyes of the common people of the empire, what they were doing openly and what they were doing secretly which only would be whispered about in secret. 

An inn or restaurant was the best place for him to gather information as people would be relaxed when their hunger was satiated, and their dry mouth filled with the wines and alcohol. The owners of inn heard much more from their customers and some were even spying in places to gather information, some just did it because it would help them in their daily life and business. 

"The situation in our empire hasn't been great these past few years, it has currently reached a breaking point soon a war will erupt in the empire. Everyone is getting ready for those days ahead." The owner of the inn told everything to Zou Shen with fear and sadness in his eyes.

"The great Ren Clan is trying to do whatever it can to protect the empire, many people are not happy with how late they have reacted to this situation while the others are happy that at least they are finally moving their strength and power." 

"Still it doesn't look great for the Ren Clan from what I have heard, they are fighting one against many. They are defending this empire alone; no other higher power is going to help them it looks like. Still many people of the Iron Mountain Empire still put their trust in the Ren Clan as the protectors of our empire."

"They have been sending out warnings to the people who have turned to the royalists side this week to surrender. When someone asked a servant from the Ren Clan in the capital why they did this, they were given an answer that they would like to show one last chance of redemption to the royalists and the people under them."

"The royalists who heard this news laughed at this warning, replying their people didn't need such kindness. They would surely win this fight by themselves and take over the empire from under the control of the Ren Clan. We all soon believe the war will soon start when this period of warning from the Ren Clan will end and their mercy will dry." 

The owner of the inn relayed it all to Zou Shen with his true emotions. Looking at the owner of the inn and the people of the town currently in the inn, one could figure out that they all wanted to say this, but they kept their mouths shut to forget and live their daily lives. 

Zou Shen saw the looks and understood the feeling of the people in the inn, he was still calm as this was all under his predictions it would only be a surprise if they fully loathed the Ren Clan and saw the royalists as true saviours. To him this was a good sign that the people of the Iron Mountain Empire were not fools that could be manipulated making the hidden power behind the royalists to make this final open move.

Zou Shen didn't learn anything more from the owner of the inn so he left the inn to continue his journey, the atmosphere in this town was dark as the looking at the people anyone could realize that the upcoming war was on their mind and it was all they were preparing for. This empire had not seen many wars as no one dared to invade them in their own region, there was no need for large strong army to be kept when the empire had Ren Clan who would fight for them. Everyone who wanted to be a soldier became a mercenary somewhere else on the continent. 

Now a civil war was about to erupt in their own region and a large invading army was brought in by the royalists, many other greedy powers had been crushed when trying to invade their empire through the ancient mountains which protected their Iron Mountain Empire completely. Zou Shen didn't feel the same as he looked at that invading army was a gift for him to try to unleash himself. He would bury the army and every single royalist in the ground before they could even run away or surrender for peace. 

Zou Shen soon left the town in the valley to return back on his journey towards the capital city of "Iron Shade", to him it sounded like a village but he guessed that the capital city was a small village when the Iron Emperor first built this empire, now it was a grand capital city unlike anything else in this continent. It was bigger than many capital cities in the continent as there were only four small cities in the Iron Mountain Empire, the capital city was the only grand tier city in the empire. A better description would be a large kingdom inside an empire, it was where the empire was started, and it would be where it would die.

After a week in his journey it was time for him to give the order to start the war, enough time was given, and even other powers knew of this warning from Ren Clan now. There was no point in giving the enemy more time to fully prepare for war, they had been working on this plan for decades now. Even Ren Clan would not be able to defend if they were given the same amount of time. 

Zou Shen took out the talisman that was given to him by Ren Song before he left with Xinling to the capital city, he could send messages to each other through this communication talisman. This was his first time using it as he was told that the talisman would send a hologram like spirit of him with the message to Ren Song or vice versa. Only two people could communicate with this talisman, he really missed the phones from his previous lives. He wanted a camera to take pictures of the world he was in; he did have a great mind now instead that remembered things he would forget picture perfectly.

The talisman flew out from his hand and floated before him as a light enveloped him and he started relaying his order. 

"The time for mercy is over, exterminate them all by the time I reach the capital city I want to see corpses of the invading army spread all throughout the empire and fear spread through the continent." 

"Tell everyone of the Ren Clan even if they fight against friends or so-called families to not show mercy, enemy had two decades to screw their brains right and had all the freedom to just choose an emperor among themselves peacefully." 

"Time is over for them and their lives are to given for the suffering they have brought upon these ancient lands and the people of the empire. Be ready and be merciless, carry out the decree with full force." 

The talisman disappeared in front of him as soon as he stopped his message, the talisman would now appear before Ren Song wherever he may be and relay the message to him. He continued his journey afterwards; he had seen enough destruction in the past few days done to the people of the Iron Mountain Empire.

The people he talked with didn't fully tell him the truth every time he asked about the situation in the empire, they would relay on what the powerful were doing not how they were doing, still it was clear to see. He passed by mines and villages, where people should have been working daily now the mines were empty, their veins run dry like someone had taken every precious resource there quickly. 
The villages with no work or money were suffering from starvation as they would usually sell the resources through the merchants to others in the continent for money or food. Now their livelihood had been taken from them and they were slowly walking towards death. He could not eat anything at all during his journey in the empire because of what he saw. 

He had finally reached a town with some food left to spare as it was on the main path connecting the capital city with the only remaining supply of food passing through it. He ate like there was no tomorrow because he had finally decided to start the war to end this miserable period once and for all even if some more blood had to be paid, if he saw any more of the crushing situation the Iron 
Mountain Empire was in he himself would die of starvation. He thought himself lucky that he was a weird cultivator now who could nourish himself as even normal cultivators would die from starvation only holding on much longer than the mortals. 

Children begging in the remote villages for food, the elders on their death beds could be seen all over the empire. Giving them money now would only help them survive for a few days on the already depleting resources of the empire. The very rare farms which were present in the valley in between the mountains and rivers were already forcefully taken over by the royalists who used it to supply their own armies to fight each other.   

It had all slowly gone downhill year by year. Zou Shen knew that even if Ren Clan won the war or peace was made the losses, they accumulated during the long war would be too much and the empire would crumble. There should have been a major development in the agriculture of the empire long ago, he didn't know why the emperors would be so stupid to forget about this. Did their immense trust and worship of the ancient mountainous region of their empire blind them or that they thought this would not happen sometime in the future due to centuries of no dire crisis. 

The hidden power had realized this major weakness that these ancient mountainous region gave the Iron Mountain Empire its resources and protection making the people of the empire fully depend on the mountains to provide for them blinding them to the future where they would be in a crisis that their mountain could not protect from. 

The Iron Mountain Empire could learn from its mistake, but this very needed mistake did not happen at all until now, the Iron Mountain protected the people of the empire too much giving them a sense of security and peace with the mountains around them. If they had learnt to live by themselves instead of fully depending on the protection of mountains, they might be not in such a situation. 

Zou Shen was not surprised that if the people hated the Ren Clan for leaving them like this all these years, the rule of being protectors and their absolute loyalty to the empire chained them down to do anything. The situation went from bad to worse in a matter of years as the royalists carried out their plan, he realized if he did not order the Ren Clan to take part the in the fight for the throne the Royalists would have ripped this empire apart opening its gate wide open for the true enemies to be welcomed in with open arms. 

As no one was helping the Iron Mountain Empire right now only taking what they had eyed for so long secretly, he would show no mercy after this war. He had made up his mind that this civil war would end soon, and he would personally take this war from inside to outside even if he had to do it all alone.

Join our Zǒu Shén as he tries to free in a world of martial arts and cultivation. Trying to gain more power for a chill and relax time which he is not getting.

We continue with the development of construction materials for another week. Meanwhile a group of villagers started with the carving and cleaning of a road in the direction of the sea and parallel to the mountains. We still had raw materials, but soon we would have to send another expedition.

My main objective, now is to focus on the construction of the blast furnaces, once we can make iron and steel, we can improve the performance in different jobs.

Once a week after the air pump test, we started to decrease the production of construction materials, but we started with the construction of the blast furnaces.

On the one hand, a group of villagers began to dig holes in the ground at the height of the air pump, these would be connected to the blast furnaces by a channel covered with refractory bricks, when burying the lower part of the air pump in the hole and connect it to the blast furnace through a narrow channel, we would make the pumped air reach the furnace at enough speed and pressure. My goal was to connect all future air pumps to the blast furnaces in this way. To each blast furnace will be connected 3 air pumps, which will eject air in different time intervals so that the flow of air is continuous, both the holes for the air pumps and the channels that you reach the blast furnaces will be made of refractory bricks In total 8 blast furnaces will be built, for this we will need 24 air pumps, that is, we will have to build other water wells. We will reduce the number of water wheels to eight, each axis of each wheel will be connected to after toothed wheels which will move the pistons of the air pumps. It would be inconvenient to have to build 24 waterwheels. Although if these waterwheels were made with bronze pieces they would not be able to withstand the weight of 3 air pumps. For this reason we will only make a blast furnace, which will be powered by 3 air pumps. One which is connected to the water wheel and two others which will work manually from our own strength.

Once we get enough steel we can make the new water wells and we can build more blast furnaces.

Both the holes for the air pumps and the channels were made in just 2 days, now we will have to make the blast furnaces. I made several calculations and concluded that the blast furnaces will be 2 meters in diameter at the base, and this diameter will decrease as the blast furnace rises higher. The height of this will be 8 meters.

In the first phase we built the base of the blast furnace with a height of 3 meters, we made it in a circular way. But in a section one meter from the ground we left a hole without refractory bricks and only covered it with refractory mortar, which was simply the mass of the bricks still wet. We returned to do this at a height of two and a half meters. When the base of three meters was made we let the construction dry and settle for 3 days. During that time we made several scaffolds that surrounded the structure, in this way we can build the blast furnace of the height that we want. Once the base is made we start with the rest of the body of the blast furnace every time the diameter of the furnace was decreasing until we reached the height of eight meters where the diameter of the furnace is one meter, through this opening the necessary minerals will be poured to make iron. As in the base we leave a section about 4 meters from the ground without covering leaving a hole. This hole would be where the channels of the air pumps are connected to the blast furnace.

It took us a long time, but in the end we have a blast furnace.
-The truth is quite impressive-

-si- before the comment of Mors I could only agree.
-Then what is missing-

-for the moment we have to let the construction dry, meanwhile we can build the cranes that will raise the minerals until the entrance of the blast furnace, we can also make the containers where we will accumulate the cast iron-

-The containers??-

-yes, the cast iron will be placed in these containers.. To maintain its high temperature after leaving the oven we will have to make the containers of refractory bricks. Although these containers weighed a lot, we can still raise them to reintroduce them in steel-making ovens.

-steel ehh ... As you explained to me, this metal is much harder and more resistant than iron.

-that is, with this material we can create much more effective tools for the activities that are carried out with them. Both the plows, axes, nails, saws and other tools will now be made of steel. And not only that, we will also produce steel weapons, although at the moment they are not necessary-

-all you say is very good, but to be able to do all these tools we will need many men to mold the molten metal-

Before the comment by Mors I could only get a smile. After this action I showed something to Mors.

-watch this-

-mmm ... this is a wooden sword- Mors asked me.

-that is, this is the sword style that we will make with steel-

-but because this one is made of wood- Mors was still confused.

-because from this wooden sword we can make dozens of swords at the same time-

It is one thing to be transported to a world of fantasy, with its monsters, races other than human, huge kingdoms and great heroes.
But it is another thing to be transported to a world of fantasy in its primitive time, when the races begin to develop and the monsters are just becoming strong and where humans are the simplest of all.
This is the story of a young otaku who is transported to this world with her modern knowledge, ready to break through adversity and create her own kingdom.

Rowan took the parchment and looked over it with curiosity. It was an arrow tip design. He checked the in-game system's description.

[Basic iron arrowhead design]
Requirement: Novice blacksmith 1
Type: Component
Damage bonus: 2-4
[Learn]

With the Jack of all trades bonus, his novice blacksmith level was 5 so Rowan was more than capable of learning it. He chose the learn option and the relevant knowledge flashed before his eyes as a short movie. 

For the process of making the arrow, he didn't need a hammer but to make a mold and melt the iron, cast it into a mold and then sharpen the semi-finished product on a whetstone.

It had all the details on how to make a mold to the temperature needed for the iron to be melted. 

Rowan looked at Fred. 

"Can you make it?" 

Rowan nodded. 

"If you can make me 1000 pieces I will take you as an apprentice. Take this mold and this finished arrowhead for comparison." , Fred said next. 

Rowan looked at Fred as the later was looking at him with expectant eyes. 

He really wanted to say no. 

"1000 pieces this will take forever.", was what Rowan thought.   

But the words that came out from him were. 

"OK. I will do it."

"You can start right away. You can use the iron ore or the old chinks of iron equipment that are there. ", Fred said when he pointed to a corner with some rocks and some rusted equipment piled up in a mountain. 

"I suggest you meld the equipment first since it won't have as many impurities. Now let me see what you can do. "

Rowan picked up the mold and examined it. It was made from some kind of clay-like material. It had a hole on top and was clamped together with an iron clamp. As he undid the clamp it split neatly into two symmetrical pieces. He put the clamp back on then examined the forge. 

On the right side, it had large bellows attached and a small flame was flickering in the front opening. Rowan grabbed the bellows and pushed it down and counterweight pulled it back up with a pulley system. The added oxygen in the air the bellows supplied made the flame grow stronger and it almost burst out from the forge. 

He saw a number of what seemed ceramic containers neatly placed along the wall alongside the forge with a lot of different kind of tools looking like big pliers. Rowan checked them and they were called crucibles from big to small and the plier like looking tools that were called thongs.

He saw in the video the crucible with metal added in them was placed inside the forge and the metal was smelted inside until it was liquid and then poured inside the mold. 

Rowan got some scrap metal from the pile and placed it inside the crucible. He put the crucible on top of the fire using thongs and operated the bellows. After a few minutes, the metal was bubbling. 

He pulled the crucible out with the thongs and was carrying it towards the mold when hey got hot too hot to hold.  Rowan had to put the crucible down or the thongs would burn his hands. 

He looked at the crucible as the liquid metal was changing color from bright yellow to yellow then orange and lastly red. 

Rowan soon found a pair of gloves and this time he was prepared. He repeated the process and managed to pour the molten metal inside the mold. Trouble was the amount of metal inside was too much for the mold to hold since the arrow tip was small. 

Rowan had 90 % of the iron he smelted still inside the crucible and had nowhere to pour it. He put the crucible back inside the forge and waited till the iron cooled.

When the iron was significantly cooled he unclamped the mold and took out the arrow tip with a pair of thongs and put it in a bucket of water to quench it and also cool it down faster. 

Rowan then sharpened the arrow tip on a whetstone and cut off the excess bit that was leftover from the casting. He knew he succeded as he got a proficiency increase alert saying 1/100.

[Basic iron arrowhead]
Type: Component
Damage bonus: 0-1 

Rowan brought the arrowhead to Fred who was at another forge heating up what looked like a long sword. The forge Fred was at emanated a bluish flame and the heat from it was hard for Rowan to bear. 

As Fred saw him he let go of the bellows and walked towards Rowan. 

"How are you getting along with your task?", Fred asked with a grin.

As Rowan gave him the arrow tip Fred look visibly surprised. He was expecting endless questions as he worked with a lot of apprentices before. He did not expect a finished product without even having to answer one question. 

As he inspected it and checked the sharpness he looked at Rowan with suspicion. The tip was visibly new. It was a substandard product but it could be used. Even he would sometimes make a blunder and make such an arrow tip when he was unlucky once in 10000 tries. At least it was not a complete failure. 

Fred smiled as he gave back the arrow tip.

"It's a good start. Now make me 999 more of them."

Rowan looked at him and thought about how long that will take. He considered his options when he got an idea. 
 
"Can I get more molds?"

Fred looked at Rowan and frowned. 

"I only have one left. The others were taken by my no good apprentices, but you can make more. Check the storage behind the workshop for clay. That is the only thing you need to and make some."

Rowan thanked him and Fred went back to work. 

Rowan went around the workshop and found a small stream and he could see the clay was being dug up from the riverbed of the stream and deposited in a small warehouse that was right near it. 

He used stored blocks of clay in his inventory and 10 blocks of clay laid neatly there. 

When he returned to the workshop he cut them apart into small pieces that fit the arrow tip and pressed the arrow tip inside then cut them with metal wire he found.

He placed them near the furnace to let them slowly dry out. As he counted them he realized he made 50 arrow molds. Each block of clay was big enough for five arrow tip molds.

It was getting late and Rowan was feeling hungry so he told Fred he will be back tomorrow. He could not do more than a single arrow tip at a time anyway now and the molds would need time to dry so there was no need to waste time. 

Fred just nodded as he was concentrating on hammering the long sword. 

When Rowan reached Old Janus' shop it was already dusk. The shop was locked so he had to ring the bell. 

Old Jonas opened the peephole and when he saw Rowan he smiled and exclaimed.

"Right in time for supper."

As he unlocked the door he hurried and bought two packs of oatmeal and raisins again. 

Rowan just nodded he understood and quickly made the familiar dish. 
As they both ate Jonas asked Rowan some questions and as he found out Rowan had nowhere to stay he offered his old apprentice's room. 

Rowan gladly accepted since otherwise, he would have to sleep somewhere on the streets. 

As he finally laid himself into the bed and closed his eyes his mind finally found a chance to rest. 
He dreamt he was in the same dark place as he was at the start after the accident except there was a distant light shining far from him. He wanted to get closer to that light but his mind soon slipped into oblivion as he unknowingly raised the alarm for the medical staff.

The main character finds himself stuck in a virtual reality game by accident while his mother tries to get him back from the company that created it who want to use him for research purposes.

Chen Ge had been to the old city that the morning, and the place looked familiar. "Wu Sheng used to leave in the old city? They didn't move from Western Jiujiang to Eastern Jiujiang?"
Rather than hurrying, Chen Ge turned to look behind him. He saw a large iron door that blocked the alley.
"This door is similar to the iron door in Jiang Ming's world." He noticed one detail. "When I visited Jiang Ming's old apartment, I didn't encounter such a door at the apartment. It wasn't part of his memory. Now that I'm in Wu Sheng's world, this iron door has appeared again."
He studied it closer. Chen Ge did not notice anything off about the door. "This means that the iron door, which is the entrance and exit, probably has nothing to do with the children but everything to do with the ghost fetus."
With this in mind, Chen Ge studied the door closer. It did not have any writing or symbols on it, but once he leaned in, he could smell a very light scent of blood and disinfectant.
"The world behind the door is made up from the children's memories. This door carries the smell of blood and disinfectant in someone's memory. Could the owner of this memory have once been locked up in a hospital? But even a normal hospital shouldn't have a black iron door like this!"
Chen Ge had visited two of the children's worlds, and there were many things that he could not confirm. He looked at the door further before moving his eyes away.
"I'd better find Wu Sheng behind the door first. This world is different from what I anticipated." Chen Ge had chatted with Wu Jinpeng for a long time. The father was like an umbrella that shielded Wu Sheng. Theoretically speaking, Wu Sheng's world should not be too dark, but after Chen Ge entered this place, he realized how wrong he was. The streets were permanently dark, and many scary voices came from the corner.
"Looks like the ghost fetus has done something. That crazed man will not let his candidates live in happiness. He envies love and warmth the most." Chen Ge communicated with the Pen Spirit and Xu Yin. They were unable to materialize quickly; this world was rejecting them. To Chen Ge's consternation, compared to Jiang Ming's world, Wu Sheng's world rejected them even more. The resistance that the employees felt was harder.
"I need to buy some time for them." Chen Ge did not think that the ghost fetus would hide in this world, but he could not be careless. If ghost fetus was really there, he might lose his life due to his carelessness. "The doors next to the children's beds are all flickering. They are far from real doors. I suspect that only one of them is real, and the other eight are made by the ghost fetus to fool others."
Taking out the hammer, Chen Ge walked down the street. Wu Sheng's world was much bigger than Jiang Ming's world; it included a whole street. Chen Ge took several steps when he frowned. The noises around him grew louder. They crawled into his ears like dancing bugs, and it unsettled him.
"Sometimes it's not a good thing to have overly sensitive senses."
Chen Ge held his breath and used his Yin Yang Vision. The darkness did not affect him too much.
"I can't even see a shadow, so where is the sound coming from?"
He did not rush down the street. The place was complicated and windy; he could easily get lost if he was not careful. In any case, before Xu Yin and the rest could appear, Chen Ge's goal was to survive. Pushing open the door of one of the nearest buildings, Chen Ge realized that the noises in his ears grew louder, and one of them became clear enough to be identified as crying.
"The crying is coming from this place?"
Chen Ge looked into the house. The houses in the old city were not big. Normally, they only had one to three rooms, and he soon found the source of the crying. There was a girl washing her hair in the bathroom. She was facing away from Chen Ge, and she looked to be in her teens.
"Crying while washing her hair?"
The girl collected a basin of water and placed it at the edge of the sink. She plunged her whole head into the water, and her hair was soaked in the water. The sound of water and crying were mixed together, giving off a chilling feeling. This was the first person whom Chen Ge had encountered in Wu Sheng's world. For the sake of safety, Chen Ge gripped the hammer and slowly approached.
"This girl is alone in the room. There's no need to be afraid of an ambush. I should make use of this chance to get to know her."
Chen Ge moved lightly, but even so, he was discovered when he was halfway toward to the girl. The girl stopped washing her hair. Her hands were stuck in her hair as her whole person froze beside the sink. The hair was pulled back, and a pair of black eyes peeped through the gap in the curtain of hair. The girl turned around to look at Chen Ge. The head that was soaked in the basin slowly broke the surface of the water. The hair that floated in the basin was crusted with dried blood. Chen Ge only then noticed that the basin was not filled with water but blood that was drying. The blood slid down her hair and onto her clothes. The clean pink pajamas were dyed red by the blood.
"Even in Jiang Ming's twisted world, there was no sign of fresh blood. What is going on in Wu Sheng's world? Why's it so gory even at the beginning?"
The girl's face fully appeared. She had beautiful eyes, and her nose was small and cute, one that garnered a sense of protectiveness in others. Below it was her mouth. She had pretty lips, but her lips were sewn together by black threads. Chen Ge confirmed that the crying came from the girl, but the girl did not look like she was crying.
"Can you hear my voice?" It was hard to imagine what had happened to the girl from her appearance and why she would appear behind the door in this state. Chen Ge tried to communicate with her, but the girl reacted strangely. The girl's fair hands plunged into the water and picked up a dirty cat from inside the basin. Then, like she was wringing a towel dry, she gripped the cat's head with one hand and its body with the other and started to twist with all her might.
Tons of fresh blood squeezed out from the cat. Once the cat was dry, the girl picked up the dirty cat carcass and used it to dry her blood-soaked hair. When she was done, the girl tossed the mangled cat back into the water basin and turned to look at Chen Ge. She stared Chen Ge's mouth. Her hands entered her pockets to pull out a long bronze needle and thick black thread.
"What is she planning to do?" The girl's eyes had not left Chen Ge's lips. Holding the needle and thread, she walked toward Chen Ge. She walked faster and faster before she lunged at Chen Ge. The needle aimed at Chen Ge's mouth like she was going to sew it shut!
"You started this first!" Chen Ge was ready. He swung the hammer at the girl. The girl's shoulder caved in, but it did not affect her mobility at all. In self-defense, Chen Ge kept slamming the hammer against the girl while he tried to evade. After nine consecutive smashes, the girl temporarily lost the ability to move. She crawled on the ground, still holding onto the needle and thread.
"I haven't done anything to her—why would she suddenly attack me and want to sew up my mouth?"
Chen Ge put down the hammer. He looked at the girl on the ground and the mangled cat in the water basin, and a possibility occurred to him.
"The girl was torturing the cat and was accidentally spotted by Wu Sheng—that's why she wanted to sew up Wu Sheng's mouth so that he would not be able to reveal her secrets to anyone else."
Since he had no idea what had happened in real life, he could only make predictions based on his observation of this absurd world.


The hearse with the weird odor slowed to a stop before the entrance. The sound of pebbles could be heard bouncing on the ceiling. There were footsteps coming from the corridor, and there seemed to be someone sawing next door. The door knob to the room rattled slightly, and the faucet in the bathroom kept dripping even though it had been screwed shut. There was a rubber ball that rolled on its own underneath the bed. Wet footsteps started to surface one after another on the floor. 
At 3 am, Chen Ge held a cleaver in his hand as he hid beside the room heater. The call he was trying to make was finally answered. "Landlord, is this what you meant by 'the house can be a little crowded at night'‽"

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