Chapter 278: Chapter 189: Parent-Child Entertainment?
He had more than once pondered the issue of his identity and his relationship with the Dragon Clan, and he had always been curious about why he instinctively wanted to keep his Giant identity a secret. He had never imagined that the story hidden behind it would be so explosive!
"So you’re saying, the Dragon Clan, are our enemies, the Giants, and also the enemies of all humans?" Long Yi found it hard to believe as he liked Bajie, Little White from Elsa, the silver light from Ai Lin. He also liked Xiaoyou. Their sudden transformation into enemies left him feeling quite uncomfortable.
"No, you misunderstood. It’s just like when you used to fly fighter jets to shoot down enemy soldiers in battle. Can you say that all people in the enemy country are enemies?" the Fine Gold Golem asked.
"Of course not! I had lots of friends even during wartime. Wait a minute, Golem sister, you sure know a ton of details! How do you know about me flying fighter jets?" Long Yi was taken aback.
"Don’t worry about the details! What I’m telling you is that while this did happen and the Dragon Clan were indeed our enemies then, not all members of the Dragon Clan were our enemies. Even at that time, more than half of the Dragon Clan chose not to engage with the Giants in battle, instead, they tried to help them secretly afterward."
"Wait, I don’t understand! The Giants have the strongest technology, why not fight back? Why not kill off those fools?" Long Yi was clearly frustrated.
"Because the Giants’ technology was too powerful to use. Their weapons could annihilate all the members of the Dragon Clan in the universe at once. However, the Demon Abyss dragons were not our enemies. Quite the opposite, the Demon Abyss dragons always regarded the Giants as their kin. And among the ordinary Dragons, more than half were not our enemies. On the contrary, they tried their best to help us during the war. As a result, the Giants simply could not use such weaponry. In the end, the Giants had to leave."
"Where did they go?"
"I don’t know, maybe another planet, maybe another space."
"So, what does it mean that I ended up in this world?"
"Maybe, it’s what you mean?"
"What?"
"What I mean is, the reason you are in this world, is your reason." the Fine Gold Golem said in a baffling and hard-to-understand manner.
Long Yi frowned, but in that moment, he understood.
The reason I’m here, is my reason.
Could it be that what I want to do is the purpose of my existence in this world?
So what do I want to do?
Kill all the Dragons?
That’s clearly impossible! At least presently impossible.
So, what do I want?
A word gradually emerged in Long Yi’s mind.
The truth.
All along, the Fine Gold Golem had been vague about the past. But today, for some reason, everything was laid bare.
So, the only thing left to explore is the truth.
Long Yi had always relied on his Giant identity and was very interested in where the Giants had gone. However, when the truth emerged, pursuing deeper, it seemed less urgent to Long Yi.
First, Long Yi evaluated himself. The result was exasperating. If he were to take on the Dragon Clan, with his current strength, he could barely handle any of the grown dragons. So, enhancing his strength was the immediate need.
Secondly, the war took place 17000 years ago, and even if the truth could be found everywhere, it could have been mostly destroyed by now. The life expectancy of the Dragon Clan is generally around 2000 years. It’s said that the lifespan of the elves is longer because the elves can be reborn, but probably no one can live that long. Seeking the truth is indeed a long process and cannot be rushed.
"Alright, I’ve heard the story, now what should I do next?" Long Yi shrugged and glanced at the dark-gold Greatsword.
"Next, naturally, is to reclaim what belongs to you," said the Fine Gold Golem.
Reclaim?
Long Yi stepped forward to the front of the more than ten-meters-high greatsword. Electric arcs surged on the sword. Long Yi could even clearly feel the excitement emanating from it.
"Come on, baby, whatever you want to do, brother is here!" With wide-open arms and a smile on his face, Long Yi vanished instantly as a dark-gold lightning bolt, almost as thick as him, struck down. Even the Fine Gold Golem disappeared along with him.
Is this... my private space?
When Long Yi’s sight returned to normal, he found himself once again in his private space, with the Fine Gold Golem standing right in front of him.
"Sister, you better not scare me. You aren’t planning to go through it again, are you?" Long Yi felt his legs wobble. He had an instinctive fear of his private space, especially after the unbearable torture last time.
"That’s correct, only after you successfully hold on will the Giant’s sword be yours," the Fine Gold Golem said with a smile.
Long Yi immediately let out a scream of despair: "I surrender! Let me out!"
However, his eyes were filled with an unprecedented fervor!
Bullshit, out there, wouldn’t I be crazy? Jokes aside, Long Yi had no intention of missing this opportunity!
Obviously, the Fine Gold Golem completely ignored Long Yi’s insincere performance.
"The Giant’s Labyrinth!"
Boom!
Long Yi’s private space began to tremble violently. The originally limited space suddenly expanded infinitely in every direction. Huge walls rose from the ground. In an instant, they towered so high they disappeared from view, leaving only a half-open front door.
"Come on, master. This time, I hope you can get out within three years!"
Long Yi sneered, then turned around with a mournful face, saying, "Can we negotiate? Is three months acceptable?"
The Emperor lingered outside the door where there was no sound. But the Emperor had patience as he knew this matter was not ordinary. The moment an ordinary person hears the truth, even if they don’t mentally collapse, it would probably take a long time for them to recover.
When the first ray of the morning sun shone into the library, the heavy metal doors slowly opened.
Then, the Emperor was genuinely taken aback.
At this moment, Long Yi was in rags, his hair wild like a savage, reaching his shoulders, and his beard looked like weeds.
"Long Yi?"
The Emperor nervously asked.
"Yo, Your Majesty, long time no see!"
Long Yi’s voice was extremely hoarse. Seeing the Emperor, like meeting an old friend after a long time, he enthusiastically embraced the Emperor. The force almost made the White Dragon Empire need to replace its Emperor prematurely.
"Long Yi, are you okay?" The Emperor, who managed to escape from Long Yi’s grasp, gasped and asked. He had made a lot of guesses at the door. He thought Long Yi might go insane, might mentally collapse, or even turn grey overnight. But he never expected that in just the wee hours of the morning, Long Yi had managed to turn himself into this ragged spectacle.
"I’m fine! Hahaha! I’ve never felt better!" Long Yi grinned and then rushed downstairs. He was too dirty; he needed a good bath.
With Long Yi gone, the Fine Gold Golem did not show up. The Emperor was taken aback for a moment and then stepped inside, finding the space empty— the Dragon-slaying Sword was nowhere to be seen.
At that moment, the Emperor felt relieved.
After a good bath and a hair makeover, Long Yi took a deep breath of the air in the normal world with the morning sun shining on him. Life felt wonderful.
It had been a year!
He had toiled for an entire year in that damned Giant maze!
What is the definition of making things worse? Compared to the last time, Long Yi had suffered more torments and hardships, having to fight increasingly powerful enemies over and over again! Every step had to be taken extra carefully; he had to be prepared to be suddenly attacked by the monsters or mechanisms behind each door. This time, his courage and patience were no longer the only things being tested— his ability to adapt to random changes in enemy strategy was crucial as well.
And the only purpose of this was to make that Dragon-slaying Sword recognize him!
Bastard! When I buy a car, do I have to wait for the car to acknowledge that I am worthy of it?
But, no matter what, in the end, the Dragon-slaying Sword did recognize Long Yi.
At this moment, the enormous Dragon-slaying Sword was in Long Yi’s private space, along with the Fine Gold Golem. Despite Long Yi being recognized, a massive problem remained.
Yes, a huge problem.
The Dragon-slaying Sword was over ten meters long! It was huge! It was heavy! Long Yi wasn’t a real Giant! He couldn’t lift it!
Whenever he thought of that, Long Yi felt the urge to burst into tears.
Long Yi looked at the small symbol on his wrist, which represented the Giant’s armor. A part of the symbol was now lit up, which meant Long Yi had obtained some of the Giant’s armor.
As for where the rest of the Giant’s armor was, Long Yi would only know when he got closer. For now, he could only go with the flow.
After all, Long Yi dared not blatantly ask for information.
However, the good news was that some of the knowledge from his inheritance had been unlocked again!
The Giants did not pay much attention to cultivation as they had strong technology and preferred to use external forces to achieve what they wanted. The part of the knowledge that Long Yi had unlocked was about this technology.
At this moment, Long Yi finally understood what the mysterious space that had tortured him twice was.
This thing was known as the Home Family Entertainment Space.
Bloody hell!
This was meant for home use?
And for families?
And for entertainment?
Long Yi was speechless and felt like crying. How excruciatingly bored were those ancient Giants? They created this torturous device for family entertainment?
According to the recently unlocked knowledge, this space was very popular among Giant families in their era. Being the divine firstborn, Giants had never endured any threats or persecutions. So, they created some things to entertain themselves. Although it seemed dangerous, it mainly fell into the category of entertainment.
However, it was according to the Giant’s standard.
When this standard was applied to the human world, it instantly became extremely dangerous. This is why, despite having Giant attributes, if it were someone else instead of Long Yi, they would have probably died from a mental breakdown long ago.
Within that section of knowledge, Long Yi had found a few things suitable for his use.
For example, the Rune Machine Tool.
This was the name Long Yi gave it. It processed metals with precisely controlled magic, infinitely more advanced than the manual machine tools that Long Yi created!
In fact, many other things had been stuffed in Long Yi’s head, which currently felt like full of sludge. Without a good rest, it would probably be hard to put them to use. Therefore, Long Yi obediently went back to his bed to sleep. Having just returned from the perilous journey in the Black Dragon Empire and then being tormented half to death in the ’Giant Home Family Entertainment Space’, even someone as solid as Long Yi had reached his limit. (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to qidian.com to vote for it. Your support is my greatest motivation. If you are reading on your mobile, please go to m.qidian.com.)
