Volume 10 Bugs Chapter 14 The World Outside
I really want to tell you that my death was just a regrettable accident...
But what makes me personally more regretful than death is that this was not an accident at all...
It is well known that all wild animals have a keen sense of potential danger, which is especially evident when facing an opponent stronger than themselves. You know, no wild animal living in the wild will actively attack an adventurer who is more than ten levels higher than itself, not to mention that the gap is as high as forty-six levels.
I can very reluctantly give you a very inappropriate example: for example, a level 3 thick-skinned wild boar cub faces a level 49 warrior.
I hate this vivid example!
If I had not kicked it away, it would never have attacked me; or if I had kicked it harder, or even stabbed it to death with the sword, it would not have survived to fight back against me; if I had retained a little more strength in that final blow, even if it had left me with only two points of life, the little life that was deducted from me when the wild boar attacked me would not have killed me; otherwise, if its attack had been delayed by a second or two, allowing my remaining life to recover a little automatically, its attack power would no longer be able to catch up with the speed at which my vitality naturally recovered.
In addition to these, there were many other possible accidents: I dodged its attack, its attack missed its target, or my armor simply resisted its extremely weak attack... Given the level difference between me and this little fat pig, the possibility of each accident happening here is very high.
However, none of them happened.
So, when I was dying, I was not killed by the ferocious beast, nor was I killed by the influx of imperial soldiers among thousands of troops, nor was I killed by the awe-inspiring opponent in a life-and-death duel, but I was bitten to death by a stupid little wild boar when the sea was calm.
This is such an dishonorable way to die...
However, my death was not completely useless. Originally, our opponents were already rubbing their hands in murderous aura, and it seemed that they would not give up until they tore us to pieces. However, my unexpected death immediately plunged them into great shock. When I was resurrected with the help of Longbow Shooting the Sun, a huge laugh broke out in the opponent's camp. Strongly stimulated by my unprecedented stupid death, the members of the Knights of the Hammer of Punishment were afraid that they would no longer be able to maintain their indignation against the common enemy. The huge psychological contrast made it difficult for them to accurately express their emotions for a while, so many similar noises came into my ears:
“Hack that guy to death… Hahahaha… He killed the guild leader… That’s too fucking funny… Avenge the guild leader… I can’t take it anymore, someone come and help me…”
This intermittent revenge slogan obviously did not have any effect on boosting morale, but instead made them laugh even harder. As a sharp-witted warrior, I could fully feel that the murderous aura surrounding me was fading rapidly with the laughter...
Hey, what's the problem? Can't we call a warrior a sharp-witted man just because he was mauled to death by a baby boar?
At this moment, for the first time in my life, I hated myself for not being thick-skinned enough to resist the overwhelming taunting skills. These self-esteem-injuring laughter was even sharper than the spears and daggers, piercing straight into my wounded heart. What annoyed me most was that many of these hurtful spears and daggers came from behind me:
"Xiange Yayi, if you really want to laugh at me, just laugh loudly at me, but there is no need to roll on the ground like this!" I had a lot of grievances and nowhere to vent them, so I could only yell at the elf archer who was lying on the ground and twitching.
"I don't want to roll around either... Ahahaha... Hiccup..." Xiange Yayi's voice was miserable, but she couldn't help but laugh miserably, raising her emotions of pain and joy to the extreme at the same time. In the middle, she couldn't help but burp continuously, the sound was too miserable to hear:
“…My stomach is cramping…Ahahahaha…Ouch…Hiccup…”
If I had known this would happen, I would have just let the Paladin Guild Leader smash me to pieces with a hammer.
Not long after, the man who had been obsessed with his dream all his life was also rescued. Seeing his subordinates cheering and applauding, this guy who realized it late was puzzled and asked the people around him with a puzzled look on his face: "Am I not dead? Who won?"
As soon as he figured out the whole story, he beat his chest in frustration, lamenting that he died too early and was unable to witness this once-in-a-lifetime miracle in the world.
His mind obviously had not yet recovered from the confusion of coming back to life, so he overlooked an obvious question: If he had not happened to die at that time, how could this damn unfortunate thing happen later?
And just like that, the duel ended with a very strange ending: the victorious party was covered in dust and dejected, not showing any pride of a winner; on the contrary, the defeated party was smiling, pointing and mocking the only winner of the duel, as if they had won.
Although things did not develop as we expected, the ending was not far from what we expected. With the joint efforts of me and my lifelong persistence in dreams - of course, more with my personal efforts - we peacefully resolved the dispute with the Knights of the Hammer of Punishment.
"I lost, and I lost with all my heart..." No matter how uncomfortable I felt with his twisted expression of trying to hold back a smile, fortunately, the man who had been obsessed with his dreams all his life really kept his promise without reservation, "...I'll return this... um... armor... to you."
At his request, He Xi Ni reluctantly gave up the "tough" top. He did not trade it to the monk I am your father, but angrily threw the armor directly to the ground in front of the monk, expressing his anger and dissatisfaction.
I am your father. I was so happy that I could not wait to get on the ground and grab the armor before I could even turn around. I stuffed it into my backpack with great care...
The sky is so blue, the distant mountains are so green, the trees are so lush... As for the extremely useless and wretched behavior of the bearded monk, I didn't see it at all...
Glancing sideways, I found that my companions were also tacitly rolling their eyes and looking up at the sky, for fear that others would mistakenly think that they were familiar with the rookie who treated the junk as a treasure.
"Boss Foxiao, we got this armor back, all thanks to you..." I am your father, apparently not noticing the solemn atmosphere around him, and waved his arms and shouted at Foxiao with a happy face.
Foxiao's face turned ashen, and the muscles on his face twitched violently. His hands were clenched on the handle of his sword, tightening and loosening, loosening and tightening again.
The only thing we can do is look at him with great sympathy...
The man who had been obsessed with his dream all his life left tactfully, taking his guild members with him. He said goodbye to us very kindly, telling us that we could always ask for his help if we needed it. He didn't look like he had just fought a life-and-death battle with me, and ended up losing both of us.
For many people, such words can only be regarded as dispensable courtesy, but for this sunshine-like enthusiastic leader of the first guild in the continent, I think it is more like a promise that I can count on. Maybe I will never need his help in my life, but I know that if I really get into trouble, his name will definitely be on the list of people I send help information to.
"It's almost time. I should go home." Foxiao was anxious to leave this dimension. His reason was puzzling. "My mom called me. She thought I was having extra classes today..." As he spoke, the white-robed swordsman chuckled, as if he was very proud.
"Boss, so you are still a student? It's wrong to skip school." I am your father shook his head, obviously disapproving of Foxiao's behavior.
"I should have made up the lessons, but the teacher happened to have something to do today. Anyway, I have nothing else to do if I go home so early. I finally have a summer vacation, so I should at least let me have a rest." Fo Xiao raised his eyebrows and argued unconvinced.
"That's right, that's right, it's a combination of work and rest. When I think about it, I really envy you guys. There were no such good games when I was in school..." The bearded monk partially supported what Foxiao said, and then recalled with longing on his face.
"Don't forget, you still owe me a seafood meal..." Foxiao interrupted the follower's reminiscence at the right time and reminded him again, "...I have to bring my girlfriend with me."
"Boss, don't worry. We'll have a date at 6:30 tomorrow evening in the Dragon King Hall on the third floor of Yanchi Building. See you there!" I'm your father, patting my chest and taking the responsibility.
In this way, the servant and the master made a date in another dimension of time and space, and then waved goodbye to us and left the continent of Falvi together.
Changgong Sheri invited other friends to "Karaoke", Yanzhen couldn't wait to have a "beauty treatment", and our elf archer Xian Ge Yayi was complaining dejectedly that she had to "work overtime" in the afternoon. I have become accustomed to my friends temporarily leaving for these strange and unfamiliar reasons. I know that beyond the distant stars, in the countless planes that I cannot know, there must be many other worlds and lives that are completely different from the Farvi Continent.
To me, this is everything to me, but to my space-experienced friends, everything they experience in this world is destined to be only a very small part of their lives.
Sometimes I can’t help but wonder: what is life like in the other dimensions they have experienced ?
Will they, like us, stand up bravely when faced with evil and feel obligated to stop and punish those evildoers?
Will they treat each other sincerely like us, and leave their backs to their friends without reservation even in the face of difficulties and obstacles, and never doubt them even to the death?
Will they, like us, each determine their own rank through hard work and fight, and receive fair rewards and honors?
Will they be like us, willing to lend a hand to those in need, and not mind even if the reward is meager, at least the souls willing to help others will be compensated, and once they accept their commission, they will overcome all difficulties and faithfully fulfill their responsibilities even at the cost of their lives?
I don't know the answers to these questions, but I always subconsciously feel that they should all be like this. Based on all the scenes I can see, hear, and imagine, everything seems to be like this. I can't imagine how terrible and chaotic those planes would become if it weren't like this.
I cannot imagine a world in which evil is tolerated out of cowardice. I cannot imagine a world in which betrayal and friendship are abandoned. I cannot imagine a world in which people gain something for nothing, while people of lower rank and skill are placed in high positions and respected. I also cannot imagine a world in which people abandon the benefit of the soul and simply regard monetary rewards as the reward for good deeds.
If everything is as I imagined, even if those planes of life are experiencing wars and killings like here, and are in danger of death at any time like here, and are as barren and backward as here, I don't think they would be such bad places.
I really want to take a look at the outside world. I thought to myself. But soon, I changed my mind and laughed at my greedy delusion:
Even in this world, I have only stepped into a very small area. Why should I yearn for a wider world?
No matter how vast these countless planes of the world are, to me, it is only as big as the area I have seen with my own eyes. What meaning does everything else have to me?
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After this duel, I spent two rare days of peace. Although my life was very busy, I was running around, accepting simple tasks from different employers, helping them to achieve their wishes. During this time, I did not enthusiastically participate in the secret cave adventures organized by others, nor did I actively participate in the great war against the invasion of the empire. I was just living a simple life, wanting to temporarily stay away from those dangerous battles and let my mind get a little peace and comfort.
Fortunately, the Farvi Continent is a busy place. Here, as long as you are willing, you can find things to do and tasks to complete anytime and anywhere. Risking your life and fighting to the death is not the only way to live.
However, there are so many things happening in this world that you have no time to stop and have a moment of peace. Even if you want to take a break, do nothing, and deliberately not complete the difficult and dangerous task, there will always be someone who will take the initiative to find you and ask for your help.
For example, right now, I just returned a runaway kitten to a dwarf white-haired old lady, and immediately received a magical message. This message was sent to me by Niu Baiwan, who is now in the lowlands of Sitvinia in the east and seems to be in some trouble.
Although I like this short and peaceful life, I will not sit idly by and watch my friends get into trouble without helping them. Besides, I have indeed rested for a long time.
After reading Niu Baiwan's message, I took out the map, found the location of the Sitvinia Highlands, and explored all the way there...
