My Notoriety Spreads Throughout the World

Chapter 844: Chapter 753: Medical Immortal’s Secret Transmission (8)

"Give it to me."

Seeing Ning Yi take a step back, Old Wu tore off his disguise, revealing a hint of hatred and greed in his eyes.

"Give it to me!"

He shouted, his incomplete body swaying as he walked toward Ning Yi.

"This was originally mine. I have nothing now. They burned down the repair shop!"

"Didn’t you tell them what I told you to say!?"

"Why didn’t you say it!!"

Old Wu pressed his right hand on Ning Yi’s shoulder, shouting irrationally at the young man.

"It’s all because of you that it turned out like this. It’s all because of you!"

"I did tell them..."

Ning Yi broke free from Old Wu’s hand, took a few more steps back, and held the medicine pouch protectively in his arms.

"I took care of you for so long, taught you skills, taught you how to live here. You’re not grateful to me and want to take my things away just like them..."

Old Wu seemed to cry. Ning Yi had never seen him so collapsed before.

"I’ve lived here for decades. That repair shop was everything to me, where all my memories were recorded."

Old Wu again swayed as he got closer to Ning Yi.

"There were so many old items. I hadn’t moved them from the shelf for over ten years. Remember, the first time you touched them, I yelled at you, and you called me a strange old man with a quirky temper. That’s because looking at them reminded me of the past. I was proud of them."

Ning Yi shook his head in dismay.

Old Wu had once proudly told him that those intricately constructed items were his entries when he won an industrial arts competition.

Old Wu didn’t keep the prizes, but he kept these old items as treasures.

"But now, they’re all gone." Old Wu cried, his voice trembling.

The next moment, his voice turned sharp and cold.

"Give me the medicine pouch. It’s mine. I need to take it and leave here now."

Perhaps realizing his tone was too cold, Old Wu lowered his head, softened his voice.

"That’s all I have left. I’m just an old quirky man, and without it, I can’t live."

"Think of all the things I taught you over the years. When you had that poisonous sore on your back, I was the one who found medicine for you, and I carried you to another street to find the barefoot doctor."

"Give it to me, please..."

Old Wu’s last words sounded almost like a humble plea.

Moved, Ning Yi saw how pitiful Old Wu looked and couldn’t help but stop, extending the medicine pouch a few inches.

Old Wu’s eyes showed a glimmer of hope as he slowly approached, while Ning Yi slowly extended his hand...

At the moment Old Wu’s hand touched the medicine pouch, Ning Yi suddenly pulled it back.

Because he saw Old Wu’s left hand hidden behind his back, clutching a sharp screwdriver tightly.

Without waiting for Old Wu to react, Ning Yi activated the Angel Legion and forcefully pushed Old Wu.

Old Wu was pushed against the wall by a force of Giant Strength. His already frail body fell apart completely, collapsing helplessly to the ground.

Being already old, along with his prosthetic body lacking maintenance for years, Old Wu could not get back up.

Realizing what he’d done moments later, Ning Yi rushed to Old Wu, trembling, wanting to reach out and pull him up.

Suddenly, Old Wu grabbed Ning Yi’s hand, tightly clasping the young man’s hand in his own.

"I’m sorry..." he said. "I lost my mind..."

"It’s alright, it’s alright. Don’t talk now. I’ll take you away from here."

Ning Yi, almost crying, tried to lift Old Wu to find a doctor, but Old Wu stopped him.

"I can’t survive..." Old Wu shook his head, leaned in close to Ning Yi’s ear, his voice weak but with a growing resoluteness,

"You want to know why I know your name, don’t you?"

"I beg you, stop talking. I’ll take you away."

Ning Yi’s tearful voice was sharply interrupted by Old Wu.

"Because I knew your parents!"

"I was a friend of your father, Ning Zhiyuan. I also know he didn’t betray the Mirror City’s Research Society—he was framed. Before dying, he wanted to entrust you to me. I didn’t agree because I feared being implicated..."

"Yet, he still found a way to send you here. Ultimately, seeing your solid bones, I decided to keep you."

"Listen to me, Ning Yi."

Old Wu took a deep breath. Despite struggling against the wall, his weak voice turned firm.

"You’re more stubborn than your father. The things I taught you, directly and indirectly, you didn’t listen to a word."

"So I’ll make it clear why only certain types of people can survive in this world."

"First, no matter what you do, always consider yourself first. Take care of yourself before thinking of helping others. Only when you have the power to speak will your words have weight, and only then will others respect you. Understand?"

Ning Yi nodded, his face already full of tears.

"Second, in everything you do, you must have principles on the surface. Set a bottom line for yourself and resolutely reject anything that crosses it."

"Think about it. If I condone those homeless stealing water, won’t they come back again, and again?"

"I know you surely remember those things."

"If I shortchange those miners a cent, won’t they give less next time they come by?"

"If I fed those wandering children, wouldn’t they flock to block my shop’s door every morning?"

"So, on the surface, I refuse them, but secretly, I can let you give those kids food. I can let crippled Lin gain some benefits..."

Old Wu’s eyes shone with light, growing brighter as he pulled Ning Yi tightly against his chest.

"Third, and most importantly, never walk the dark path with malice."

"Once you merge into darkness, it’s easier to hide yourself, but you can never leave it."

"But as long as there is light, no matter how faint, even a little, it allows other lights to notice you."

"These lights are insignificant. Maybe they can’t change anything and will ultimately be swallowed by the darkness."

"But when they emerge from the dark and gather, they represent hope. This world needs hope. Only light gathering together can bring change."

"Whether for survival or being born into a world shrouded in darkness, we’re inevitably drawn into a cold and dark world. Some steal or rob for food, some become gang members, some wear respectable clothes in public but collude in despicable acts behind the scenes."

"On the path of growth, we all inevitably make mistakes, but as long as you carry light forward, you won’t be lost in the darkness..."

Old Wu slowly lowered his head, his voice fragmenting, breath growing weaker.

Ning Yi clearly heard his final words; tears glistened in his eyes.

"Carry kindness as you walk the path of darkness."