264: Chapter 49: Breakthrough to Level 16, A New Attempt (5K for Monthly Pass)_3 264: Chapter 49: Breakthrough to Level 16, A New Attempt (5K for Monthly Pass)_3 [Generating random coordinates for you…]
[This ti’s legendary coordinates: Xiangjiang in the past]
[Randomizing identities…]
[You’ve used up 1 opportunity, please choose one of the following four identities to begin life with, you will gain a completely real experience, please choose carefully:]
[1: Chen Que; 2: Li Lai; 3: Huang Ma; 4: Zhang Dian]
“…Huh.”
When these four nas popped up, Xu Shu was truly taken aback.
Well, gosh, I was wondering why it pointed to the past?
This ‘past’ thing definitely doesn’t bode well.
Each of these nas, upon closer inspection, none seed normal.
Fortunately, he wasn’t especially troubled about the ‘replica storyline’s’ quality this ti around.
Bad is just bad, huh?
Having experienced the ‘beast life’ of a pure wild lizard before, this ti it should at least be a human, right?
How much worse could it be?
Xu Shu was remarkably carefree.
He was also very clear about the main purpose this ti, which was to verify if the Fate Pool was indeed related to personal crises.
If so, this could serve as a long-term ‘prophetic thod’ in the future.
Keep in mind, the ‘future vision’ of the journey can see, at most, until the sunset ends on the sa day.
Thinking this, Xu Shu picked the relatively trustworthy “Chen Que” from the four nas, seemingly only having a minor inconvenience with his legs.
No big deal.
The others with labels like the scabby, the pockmarked, the mad – they just looked too unsightly.
[Your identity: Chen Que, confird.]
[Loading spaceti regression…
Load complete.]
[Generating your Fate…]
[Please pick a Fate within two breaths; failure to do so will result in the Tai Chu Scroll choosing for you.]”
“Here it cos!”
Facing the incoming “Fate fish stream,” Xu Shu concentrated to observe.
He was surprised to find that the quality of the Fate Pool this ti was unexpectedly high.
Not to ntion there was a sizable amount of white mixed with green, there was even a small amount of blue.
And in terms of absolute numbers, the blue could not be considered scarce.
This was much better than the pool from his second draw during the lizard legend!
“Hiss, it seems my suspicions were correct?
The threat of the Earl is indeed elevating the level of my pool?”
“But it’s significantly higher this ti, almost comparable to my first legendary encounter in Black Widow Prison…
”
“Then why was the Fate Pool from the second draw, when I was beside the Earl, not as good as the first draw I had?
That ti, I initiated it on a safe spot on the road back to the safe zone, right?”
Xu Shu still had so questions.
However, he couldn’t afford much ti to ponder during the single draw legend, as there was only ti for two breaths.
This ti, with swift eyes and quick hands, he reached back and firmly grasped a Fate of Blue Court Jade Warmth level, bringing it into his hands.
Then, light and shadow whirled before his eyes:
[Fate acquisition complete]
[Your identity: Chen Que]
[Your Fate: ——]
[Thrust Upon the White Blade (excellent): Everyone is ordinary, who isn’t struggling through life at the bottom.
But who doesn’t harbour ambitions difficult to fulfill?
In the torrential flow of the mundane world, standing firm is already a hardship; rising above is harder than reaching heaven.
You can choose to be ordinary for a lifeti, but you can also try making yourself extraordinary.
With this Fate, you are suited to thrust yourself upon the white blade, committing deeds in the bloody dust.
You will have more opportunities than others to encounter transcendent secrets.]
Hiss?
This Fate doesn’t seem like it should pose much of a problem, right?
Easier than others to access the mysteries of the Transcendent?
Judging by the na, should it be a talent of martial artists similar to “Heavenly Fragrant Cardamom” that gets stronger with practice?
Damn Tai Chu Scroll, acting like a mystic again, can’t even give a clear introduction in a whole day~
Surrounded again by that familiar sensation of reincarnation, Xu Shu beca slightly nervous.
[Your legend begins to unfold…]
It was the sound of flowing water from a spring, faintly familiar, that reached his ears.
A legend: from the fertilized egg, it is definitively unchangeable.
Xu Shu concentrated on listening, but this ti he seed to hear nothing unusual and he couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Finally, it was a rare chance to have a normal, cheap old mother again.
He adjusted his breathing, totally subrging himself into the placenta and steadying his position.
…
At this very mont, the sun was gradually setting.
Inside the lighthouse at (19,3), there were many passing traders and people from various dium and small-sized shelters around the outskirts of the Wasteland, coming to do business.
The innkeeper, Brook, was naturally busy receiving different guests for lodging.
This was one of the busiest and most flourishing lighthouses, an adventurer camp, within hundreds of miles around.
Brook was so overwheld with work that when he turned his head and saw one of his employees, a young woman nicknad Little i—who was actually called Lin ina—still sitting on the steps with red-rimd eyes, muttering to herself “I’m so silly, really…” he couldn’t help but feel a surge of annoyance.
But there was nothing he could do; considering she didn’t neglect work on purpose and had been absent for a day because she lost her child, who was actually a good worker.
Brook let it go.
Before long, three tall, gaunt-faced middle-aged n wearing hoods walked in, leading a small child: “Boss, we need three rooms, quiet ones, no disturbances.
And is this your child here?
We found him on the road, wandering by himself and brought him along.”
“Okay, three rooms…
A child?”
Brook suddenly looked up, and the still-distracted Lin ina, after a mont’s hesitation, rushed over and embraced the five or six-year-old boy, breaking into loud cries.
Her genuine affection touched the bystanders.
“Maomao, my Maomao~ Thank you.
Maomao, say thank you to the uncles, will you?
Maomao?
Child, why won’t you speak to anyone?”
Her son was returned after running away and Lin ina was both angry and anxious, and when he was still unwilling to speak, she couldn’t help but pinch him a few tis.
Seeing this, the three middle-aged n looked at Lin ina, each saying one after another: “The child has been outside for a long ti, it’s normal for him to be scared; madam, you don’t need to bla him.”
Lin ina quickly and sincerely replied: “Thank you, thank all of you, sirs.”
She had an exceptionally keen eye, recognizing at a glance that these three people were definitely not ordinary Scavengers or traders; even if they weren’t Transcendents, they were likely to be individuals with a status no lower than that of a Patrol Soldier.
After effusively thanking them, she took her son to the side.
Her son, Maomao, held her hand dumbly, his gaze vacant.
Seeing her son like this, Lin ina slapped his head in frustration again, truly upset.
Thinking of sothing, she said to Brook: “Boss, now that Maomao has co back, should we inform that Sir Li Fengtian, so he doesn’t need to worry?”
Brook, without even looking up, scoffed: “Worry?
I think you should worry less; you skipped work for a full day, and if I wasn’t sympathetic to you…
lock your son in a room and get back to work imdiately.”
“Alright, alright.”
With her son found, Lin ina wasn’t even upset about being scolded.
Leading her son into the room, she warned him that he must never run off again and, after giving him so snacks, she locked the room from the outside.
Before leaving, she heard her son inside imitating frog croaks.
She couldn’t help but shake her head in amusent and hurried off to work in the kitchen.
Leaving behind the continuous croaking sounds coming from the room.
…
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