Life Game In Other World

Chapter 1830: Chapter 1829: The Path of the Martial Arts Usurper God

Martial Arts World

[Because your overall evaluation has reached Legend, a top-player challenge quest has been updated for you.]

[Current challenge progress:]

[Legend Value: 35]

[Current total Exchange Stars: 52]

He Ao watched as the display in his field of view gradually dimmed, turning into transparent text.

At the end of the last Copy World, his Legend Value was 15; by the end of this one it had become 35, an increase of 20. It seemed the system did think he’d handled this run quite beautifully.

The only problem was, He Ao didn’t know what the full score was.

He had 19.5 Exchange Stars left over from the previous Copy World, and gained 32.5 in this one, for a total of 52. It looked like a lot, but given the current dungeon difficulty, it probably still wasn’t much.

The Character Cards He Ao hadn’t redeemed yet were only Paxiu’s [Night Peeping], Loren’s [Abnormal], and this time’s [Dead].

These three Character Cards cost thirteen, eighteen, and twenty-four respectively.

Added together that was 55, already more than all the Exchange Stars He Ao had saved up.

However, these three cards were basically impossible to redeem all at once anyway.

He gathered his thoughts, watching as the text in his field of view fully faded away, then quietly looked at the scenery around him.

A bright, clear moon hung high in the sky, shining down on the lush forest beneath the heavens, illuminating this silent world.

The civilization of the Martial Arts World had long since been destroyed by the power left behind by his good friend; all that remained was this broken world.

Although the system claimed to have repaired the Trapped Destiny Plate, overall this world still looked like a complete world.

Yet it still showed no sign of any Life, no trace of any "vitality."

He Ao’s body descended from the sky and landed on the soft soil.

He turned his gaze, looking at the tall trees towering all around.

The cold wind of the silent night blew through the deep forest, bringing with it a low whooshing sound.

This wasn’t He Ao’s first time walking this world, but most of the time, he felt this world lacked that sort of "vitality."

The trees in this world stood tall and towering, yet He Ao couldn’t feel any vigorous, growing aura from them.

They seemed as though they had always existed here, like stage backdrops, or perhaps the ashes left behind from some once-vibrant world full of Life.

They stood here, testifying that in some past time this world had once been covered with overflowing vitality, with brilliant Life everywhere; what remained now was only the wreckage left after the world’s death.

He Ao raised his hand and lightly placed his palm on one of the nearby trees.

More often than not, the impression the Martial Arts World gave him was not that of a "world," but of an "object" that resembled a world.

This world had no "consciousness," or rather, it did not possess a communicable "self" the way the Main World or the dungeon worlds did.

He Ao could find traces of the world’s consciousness having once remained, but he could not find the consciousness itself.

In other words, in the Martial Arts World as it existed now, one could not become a Martial Arts Angel.

It could not support the existence of an Angel, nor did it have the power to nourish such an Angel.

He Ao withdrew his hand and lifted his gaze to the sky.

On the Firmament of night, a splendid sea of stars lit up the heavens.

That was not a real sky, but a simple backdrop, like a texture pasted onto the high vault of this world.

He Ao lowered his head and looked at the leaf in his hand.

As a world, the Martial Arts World was nothing but a remnant, incomplete and incapable of supporting powerful forces.

But if considered as a "embryo" for creation, the Martial Arts World was almost a Perfect existence.

It already had rules for stable operation and a framework for the world; what it lacked was merely something that could infuse vitality into it.

Yet this vitality, it had possessed once before.

As his thoughts drifted faintly, the surrounding scenery quickly turned unreal, and He Ao’s consciousness began to sink.

Streaks of bright radiance slid across He Ao’s field of view. They were slender and fragile, intricately intertwined, spreading in all directions, forming an extremely fragile framework, a skeleton that looked as if a single push would make it collapse.

Compared to the light he had seen in the Main World, these rays were clearly much more fragile and threadlike, not even worth mentioning in the same breath as the Main World’s brilliance.

Moreover, these rays did not seem "complete" either; many of them would suddenly "break" or "dim" during their flickering interweaving, as if missing certain crucial parts.

And right in the middle of this framework of radiance, a massive gray fissure lay across it, running through the entire structure.

Even those intact rays would suddenly dim and lose segments the instant they passed through this fissure.

Compared to the Main World, this world was clearly far weaker and far more "crude."

He Ao gazed at these slender rays of light, but he could feel that there was a faint "connection" between them and himself.

With just a simple gaze, these rays rapidly unfolded in his field of view.

Fine and complex knowledge surged into his mind like a tide.

This was his world, a world he could control.

And in that instant, certain light points appeared in the surrounding darkness, and his falling speed seemed to accelerate.

He was approaching the "Starry Sky."

His body jolted abruptly, and he woke directly from the fall.

Those densely packed rays vanished swiftly from He Ao’s "field of view," and the tranquil night sky and dense forest reappeared before his eyes.

And the knowledge that had flooded into his mind also rapidly receded, like a tide going out.

Only the portion He Ao had noted down and understood remained in his brain.

Standing in the depths of the forest, He Ao lifted his gaze to those scattered, gradually fading glimmers.

His brain was running at high speed; even with the insight granted by the Secret Wizard, his mind at this moment still felt somewhat sluggish, like a stiff machine temporarily unable to respond accurately.

Only after quite a while did he slowly recover, a bit of clarity returning to his eyes.

This time’s handling was different from when he previously went deep into the "Starry Sky." The knowledge of "light" and "space-time" glimpsed from the Starry Sky back then had actually been simpler and more "elegant," like a casually drawn yet naturally flawless line.

He Ao could quickly understand that knowledge; he’d been knocked out simply because the volume of information was too great, his brain shorted out.

Of course, even so, He Ao had not tried to understand that knowledge but instead fully activated Super Memory, forcing himself to record it all.

This time was different, though. The lines that formed the framework of the Martial Arts World were not so elegant; in fact, they were a bit "verbose."

Like a Student with not-so-great grades explaining a problem to a new learner—he himself was somewhat groggy, and even if he could explain it, his thoughts wandered off track and his guidance was faulty, leaving the listener utterly confused.

And He Ao didn’t just want to remember this knowledge; he was also trying to "understand" it.

And "understanding" burns far more brainpower than memory.

He Ao rubbed his brow, letting his brain slow down a bit.

Ever since the college entrance exam, it felt like it had been a long time since he’d studied new knowledge at such "high intensity."

Next time he didn’t necessarily have to "swallow" this much at once; he could take it slowly.

With the tests he’d just run, he had already confirmed his guess.

The Barrier Wood really could help him sink directly into the Martial Arts World’s underlying layer and glimpse the fundamental structure of the Martial Arts World.

As long as he came back before he plunged into the starry sky, the process was safe overall.

He gazed at the leaf in his hand, and with this, he could use the Barrier Wood to repeatedly enter the depths of the Martial Arts World, trying to sense this world’s rule structure and search for the places where those rules were missing.

If there was anything he didn’t understand, he could also return to the Main World, enter the Main World’s underlying layer, and observe the Main World’s structure.

That would be equivalent to him having a complete template; next he just needed to figure out the template’s structure, then copy it stroke for stroke, and extend the Martial Arts World’s rules using that template.

As for how to manipulate a world’s rules and complete the construction of a newborn world, that was also covered in the knowledge within the Skull Giant’s memories.

All He Ao needed to do was find a way to replace the Grim Reaper’s Divine Blessing in the Skull Giant’s memories with Martial Arts Power, and find a way to achieve a similar effect.

In principle, this approach was feasible.

He had already run through it once in a dungeon world.

In a sense, this would be a "creating a New Netherworld" rerun within the Main World.

Of course, just because it made logical sense and was theoretically workable, in practice He Ao still needed to clarify the structural composition of the Martial Arts World, understand the rule logic of the Martial Arts World, and figure out where exactly the Martial Arts World’s rules had gaps.

In the New Netherworld, the Grim Reaper had basically built a massive framework; He Ao just needed to pick the peaches.

The Martial Arts World, on the other hand, might have a complete peach tree, but how to fertilize, tend, and thin the fruit so that this tree would bear big, sweet peaches—that would require He Ao to operate it himself.

Ideally, he’d even figure out how to plant the tree from scratch.

That called for大量的学习和领悟 (a great deal of study and insight), truly digesting all of the Martial Arts World’s rules, and even fully digesting the Main World’s rules.

Only then could he fully complete a "creation" process and allow He Ao to completely control this world.

This process was bound to be complex and difficult, but it wasn’t entirely an uphill struggle.

In fact, under the Secret Wizard’s comprehension bonus, He Ao could vaguely feel that his speed in grasping this knowledge was extremely fast.

Plus, with the Barrier Wood’s aid, the difficulty of acquiring knowledge was also very low; he could just go straight into the world’s underlying layer and observe the rules on-site.

That knowledge would burrow into his brain on its own.

He might even be able to try directly permeating the rules with Martial Arts Divine Sense at the world’s underlying layer, which would further accelerate the speed of "constructing rules and creating a world."

He just needed to study how to operate it.

But overall, the whole thing should be completely doable, and once he really got started, the efficiency should be extremely high.

He Ao lowered his head and glanced at the leaf in his hand.

The only problem was that this Barrier Wood felt a bit too handy.

He Ao had never inscribed a Control Array; he didn’t even know how to inscribe one. Neither Divine Sense nor the power of the Talent Sequences could leave any mark on the Barrier Wood.

Yet the Barrier Wood seemed to have a unique Affinity with him: it let him sense this item’s existence and allowed him to easily control this powerful item through his thoughts.

This was the first time the system had spawned an Extraordinary Item that was this "cooperative," and it was such a powerful Extraordinary Item at that, which left He Ao somewhat unsettled.

He kept feeling like there was a landmine buried in it.

But given the situation now, even if it was poison, he still had to grit his teeth and drink it. Since he had such a powerful Extraordinary Item that was so爽 to use, he might as well enjoy it first.

He’d deal with the explosion when the mine went off later.

If he didn’t make use of the Barrier Wood’s power now, He Ao wasn’t even sure he’d live long enough to see the mine explode.

Gripping the leaf in his hand, He Ao closed his eyes. The scenery around him gradually faded, and he once again sank into the depths of the world.

——

Costala Peak

Whirling blizzard winds swept across the mountain, and howling Thunder churned between the Firmament.

Woooo—

Accompanied by the shriek of a steam whistle, a somewhat battered locomotive nose emerged from the snow and ice.

The warped carriage door was pushed open from the inside, and the "Hao Yi" being controlled—He Ao’s clone—stepped out of the doorway, stood in the Fierce wind and snow, and lifted his head to look at the sky.

Fine, dense black clouds blanketed the Firmament, with flickering Thunder writhing through the clouds like little snakes dancing.

This place had reverted to its original appearance.

In the last Navigator Advent incident, Li Cheng had, according to He Ao’s plan, disguised himself as He Ao and Deceived the Starlight Silhouette, ultimately completing the entire scheme.

But after He Ao returned to the Main World, he never found Li Cheng again; it seemed he had come back here once more.

This mountain range had also returned to its original appearance; the Thunder that had leaked out before was once again hidden in the clouds, buried even deeper.

He Ao raised his head, looking at the cloud layers in the sky, looking at those bolts of Thunder.

Their radiance still flickered, but with "Hao Yi"’s arrival, they did not make any effective response.

The blizzard swept over the mountain, brushing across the snow and ice on the slopes.

The world was so quiet.

He Ao withdrew his gaze and stepped back onto the train.

The Thunder in the sky continued to flicker faintly.

The Velora once again drove into the void.

Inside the old-fashioned train, He Ao rested his hand on the twisted carriage wall, Listening to the clanging, creaking sounds of its contortions.

Although the Velora was badly damaged, there was still no problem using it for short-range travel within the planet; its condition was within controllable limits.

He Ao withdrew his gaze from the train and lowered his head to glance at the messages on his phone.

He lightly manipulated the Multicolored Ring, changing the outfit on his body.

From "Hao Yi," he shifted into "He Ao."

Woooo—

With a soft whistle, faint Starlight shone in from outside the train.

He Ao pushed open the carriage door, stepped out, and set foot on the soft sand.

Not far away, a dozing staff member lifted his head and happened to see He Ao walking out of the carriage.

He looked up at He Ao, suddenly snapped awake, and hurried over. "Dean He?"

"That Stele has recovered?" He Ao looked at the staffer and said softly, "Take me to have a look."