Abundant Martial Arts Virtue
Chapter 187 - 168 Unfinished Fight

Chapter 187: Chapter 168 Unfinished Fight

"When the crash happened, I dodged, and your car hit my figure, so it looked quite terrifying, but actually, there’s no issue," Wu Xiaode said.

"Figure?" both men said in unison.

"Yes, a figure."

Wu Xiaode pulled out a robot model from behind his back.

The two men looked at it together, seeing a bronze robot that appeared very lifelike and realistic.

"It looks very nice, but why is it assembled from various hands?" one man asked.

"And I’ve never seen this model before," another man commented.

"This is the latest, most popular special collector’s edition! Guys, you’re out of touch with the times," Wu Xiaode shrugged and said.

The two men circled around him and then breathed a sigh of relief.

The driver went back to look at his own car.

There wasn’t even a dent on the car, only a bit of paint was scraped off.

Indeed, no problem at all!

"Do you want to go for a check-up? I’m worried there might be issues later," the driver said.

"Yes, many injuries don’t show problems immediately," his companion added.

Wu Xiaode just smiled.

It was good that the others were responsible, but he needed no such help.

"No need, you get your car fixed; I’m leaving."

After saying this, he put the bronze figure back, quickly walked off into a nearby alley, and escaped their view.

It wasn’t until then that he took out that metallic octahedron.

Sister Lan had given this to him; what could she mean by it?

It seemed to know what he was thinking—

Ding!

The metal sphere began making a noise: "No other life forms detected nearby, environment is deemed safe, about to play a recording."

After a burst of static noise, Xia Huilan’s voice followed:

"Our world is going to be destroyed."

"The demons that fell from the parallel world are already enough to destroy our world."

"Not to mention, there are some Demon Gods that have broken free from the established laws, secretly lurking among humans."

"There’s absolutely no chance of redemption."

"In fact, I have been preparing for a long time."

"The 92025 model robot I have been working on is meant to penetrate parallel worlds."

"It can transport you to a suitable parallel world."

"Don’t be sad; there’s also a version of me in the parallel world, even your parents are still alive, everything is still in a wonderful era," Xia Huilan said.

"Take my share with you and live well."

"Farewell."

"Little Wu."

The voice turned to silence.

Click.

The octahedral metal emitted a puff of black smoke, then completely disintegrated, turning into ashes that scattered in the wind.

Wu Xiaode was stunned.

The 92025 model robot... so that was what it was all about.

But still.

Why did Sister Lan know so much?

Could she really be just an ordinary person?

Impossible!

But why was she being threatened by that tech company?

Wu Xiaode closed his eyes and recalled for a moment.

Yes.

... Indeed, she was a mortal with no combat power.

But she seemed to know a great deal.

A thought crossed Wu Xiaode’s mind as he suddenly took out his phone from his pocket.

The battery had three bars left.

The signal was full.

This felt just like a dream.

A parallel world could parallel to this extent?

Rare.

That meant—

Wu Xiaode quickly unlocked the screen, searched for a number, and dialed.

Beep—beep—

A woman’s voice came through:

"Hello? Little Wu, where are you?"

Xia Huilan.

This world’s Xia Huilan.

Her phone number was exactly the same!

"I’m outside, just about to head back," Wu Xiaode said.

"Come back soon, your dad and mom made a big table of dishes today," Xia Huilan said.

Parents still alive...

It had been so many years since he had seen them.

"Why did you make so much food?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"Are you silly? Of course, it’s to celebrate your entrance into your desired university and my smooth start at the fashion design company—come back soon, we’re all waiting for you," Xia Huilan replied.

"...Okay," Wu Xiaode hung up the phone.

Fashion design company.

The Sister Lan known for designing mechas, in this world, actually designs clothes.

If the world was at peace and all threats did not exist, she would probably really go into fashion design.

He wondered what style of clothes she liked.

He was really curious.

A surge of emotions stirred in his heart.

If the parents had not had an accident.

If the world had not moved towards destruction.

If everything had been intact...

How nice this day would have been.

He moved towards his home, and soon arrived at the apartment building.

Looking up.

The lights were on in his family’s unit on the apartment building.

It was dinner time.

He could faintly see figures passing in front of the window.

Thanks to the professional’s robust physical fitness, merely standing at the building’s base allowed him to hear various sounds from upstairs.

There were voices of parents and also Sister Lan’s voice.

Wu Xiaode gazed dreamily at the window that was lit up.

The Model 92025 robot had already been destroyed.

He could only remain in this parallel world to live.

If—

If one day in the future, someone in this world awakened their Soul Power, it would signify the true beginning of destruction.

But that was a matter for later.

Like in Parallel World No. 5432, its Doomsday is three years after the real world.

In this current parallel world, perhaps...

There are many more years of peace.

The phone rang again.

He took it out, it was an unfamiliar number.

Wu Xiaode instantly set his phone to silent, then silently watched the number as it kept calling him.

After a while.

The call ended.

Some familiar sounds came from the room upstairs, as if complaining about not answering the phone.

Then it was Sister Lan’s voice.

She carefully made excuses for herself, claiming she had called earlier and perhaps it wasn’t heard, as she was on her way back.

Wu Xiaode stood still, quietly looking up at that window.

So close.

So close it seemed that taking one more step forward would hurl him into this parallel world, where he could live an extraordinarily ordinary life.

He extended a finger, lightly resting it on the power button, motionless.

One breath.

Two breaths.

Three breaths.

The phone turned off.

He slowly lowered his head and took steps backward, retreating into the darkness outside the alley, then turned and walked away.

The Book of the Dead silently floated midair, closely following him.

He walked into a secluded alley.

Wu Xiaode extended his hand, touched the Book of the Dead, and whispered, "Wishing Wall."

Boom—

An endless fog quietly appeared, enveloping him and everything around him.

A towering but dilapidated wall appeared in front of him, covered in various wishes.

A blank piece of paper was stuck in the center.

Wu Xiaode took down the blank paper and thought carefully.

point of Merit could summon an incredibly powerful spirit to help him find the only chance for survival.

Just 1 point of Merit could summon the White Tiger!

But now the situation had become more dangerous, more complex, to the extent that he couldn’t even find the way back.

Since he had decided to go back—

Why not go all in!

With this thought, Wu Xiaode spoke:

"I now have 5 points of Merit, all available as a reward."

"My wish is—"

"Let me find a way to stop the destruction of Parallel World No. 1666, and implement it."

As he spoke, line after line of tiny characters emerged on the blank slip of paper.

When all the characters had appeared, the slip of paper gently vibrated and flew back to the Wishing Wall, sticking firmly to it.

At that moment, Wu Xiaode again became anxious.

points of Merit was a lot—

But what if the task was too difficult and no spirit was willing to intervene?

As he pondered this, a gust of wind came, and the paper immediately fluttered away with the wind, disappearing into the mist.

A line of ice crystal characters subsequently appeared in the Void:

"Your request has been seen by countless spirits."

"There is a question you need to answer."

"The spirits ask together:"

"You have already escaped the world of destruction, why do you want to go back?"

"Note:"

"Every request is a two-way choice, spirits need to know the reason behind your choice, so they can decide based on their compatibility whether to accept this request."

Wu Xiaode paused.

A two-way choice, huh?

That makes sense, with such a difficult task, if the spirits couldn’t cooperate well with him, it indeed couldn’t be completed.

"I’m going back because..."

Wu Xiaode pondered as he slowly said, "Based on some of my personal experiences and thoughts, it’s all right not to act, but once the fight has started, there’s no backing down."

"Yes, there’s no backing down."

"I’m in the midst of a fight right now, undergoing a trial in the Death Realm—"

"Yet I have to desert all my comrades and escape by myself, to live a cozy life here?"

"I can’t deceive myself."

"Although the new world is wonderful, and I have a chance to start over, my fight isn’t finished."

"Why should they prey on me?"

"Why should they harvest us like crops?"

"I look like I can’t defeat the Demon God, but I haven’t conceded, so why should I stop?"

"Either don’t do it, or keep going until the other side begs for mercy."

"That’s the only thing I really want."

"So please send me back, even if my world is riddled with holes, but I haven’t fallen yet."

"If any spirit is willing to join me..."

"Then come!"

At the fall of his words,

The Wishing Wall erupted with a roaring vibration, and in an instant, all the fog dispersed, and every illusionary sight disappeared cleanly.

Wu Xiaode found himself still standing in the dark, deserted alley.

Sensing something, he suddenly looked back.

He saw a sword sticking on the opposite wall, as clear as autumn water.

A line of ice crystal characters then emerged:

"Note:"

"—You have obtained the qualification to use this sword."

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