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There’s something weird about this kid!
With that thought, the three-meter-tall brute roared furiously, gathered all his strength, and raised his left arm high.
The next instant, his vision spun wildly. After a disturbing bout of tumbling, he found himself staring at a pair of shoes.
Someone bent down and picked him up, allowing his still-glowing cybernetic eye to see the newcomer’s appearance up close. His entire face was garbled, with static and strings of code constantly flickering across it.
Only then did the brute realize his situation, and unwillingness filled his heart.
That wasn’t fair! He hadn’t even gotten the chance to use his full strength!
Wе̌b̈n̈о v е l̄ Е̄n̄ u m̃ӑ
Normally, when gangs fought, both sides first exchanged threats, shouted their challenges, and only then charged into battle. Who the hell walked up without saying a word and immediately started chopping people apart?
The uninvited guest’s voice sounded beside the brute’s ear.
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“I see that fellow Daoist has made enemies everywhere and become the target of all. Sooner or later, a bloody calamity is certain to befall you.”
“I heard that fellow Daoist happened to obtain a magical treasure.”
“If this treasure were to fall into the hands of some prestigious righteous sect after fellow Daoist’s death and be used to slaughter fellow disciples like us, it would inevitably unleash a bloody storm.”
“Now that I have taken it into safekeeping on your behalf, fellow Daoist may depart in peace.”
Ӗ nu m ä
“If fellow Daoist comes to reclaim it from me in the future, I will personally return it to you.”
Upon hearing this, a look of realization seemed to appear in the brute’s still-glowing cybernetic eye. He opened his mouth, and his damaged vocal device emitted broken static. “F-Fuck... cyberpsycho!”
After uttering the curse, the light in his cybernetic eye completely faded.
Mo Wendao paid no mind to the brute’s insult. He had already properly arranged the man’s affairs after death. Although the Skeleton Gang’s boss was dead now, who could say he would not someday return as a soul cultivator?
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This was what it meant to leave some room in everything so they could meet on good terms again in the future.
Mo Wendao had sat and discussed the Dao with his fellow disciples of the Skeleton Gang, and their conversation had been most enjoyable. After leaving the Skeleton Gang’s stronghold, he did not immediately return home. Instead, he took the military-grade cybernetic implant he had dismantled from the brute’s arm to the underside of a bridge along a nearby river.
Ĕ ňũ m̆а̃
The artifact-refining techniques of this world were far more advanced than those of his previous life. Many magical treasures even came equipped with tracking functions. Mo Wendao set up a temporary formation to seal off the space beneath the bridge, then sat cross-legged on the ground. He placed his sword beside him, and as spiritual power flowed into it, the cybernetic implant, which still had nerve endings attached, began dissolving at a speed visible to the naked eye. Faint electrical crackles came from within its circuitry. After several violent spasms, the cold metal and flesh transformed under the influence of spiritual power into a warm, gentle sphere of white light.
Mo Wendao thought to himself, “Military-grade cybernetic implants contain an unusual form of energy, completely different from the natural energy of heaven and earth that I’m familiar with.”
He then guided the sphere of white light toward the sword beside him. Nourished by the white glow, the sword itself completely disintegrated as well.
This was the Azure Cloud Sect’s sword-forging art. Once it broke through the first stage, the flying sword would transform into pure energy and become linked to his heart meridian.
“As expected, if I want to raise my cultivation as quickly as possible, I’ll still need to establish contact with the orthodox powers of the demonic path in this world.”
In Mo Wendao’s eyes, only two forces in District 52 could truly be called giants of the demonic path. One was Nirvana Technologies, which could mass-produce military-grade cybernetic implants like this one. The other was Three Lives Pharmaceuticals, which possessed cutting-edge biopharmaceutical technology.
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Compared to such true giants of the demonic path, his Dao discussions with the Skeleton Gang were nothing but petty squabbles hardly worth mentioning.
As these thoughts passed through his mind, the warm sphere of light drifted toward Mo Wendao’s wrist and left behind a black mark on his skin.
Mo Wendao looked at the black barcode on his wrist and could not help frowning.
This was a flying sword mark, but back in the Azure Cloud Sect, he had never heard of anyone whose flying sword mark looked like this. His master had once said that the appearance of a flying sword mark was connected to the sword cultivator’s Dao heart. In his previous life, Mo Wendao’s flying sword mark had taken the shape of an azure dragon.
High-spirited and full of ambition, like a hidden dragon soaring from the abyss.
But now, this pattern looked suspiciously like the payment code printed on his fried-skewer boxes...
W̄ ёbn̂ ӧ v̌ е l̇ Е̌ n̄umа
With a thought from Mo Wendao, a streak of white light shot forth and instantly punched a bottomless hole into the alloy wall across from the bridge.
Its power and accuracy were unaffected. Its appearance was simply exceedingly strange.
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Puzzled, he reflected that the Dao hearts of Azure Cloud Sect disciples differed from one another, causing their bonded flying swords to develop different abilities as well. He would probably have to wait until his flying sword advanced another grade and its ability naturally manifested before he could understand the true meaning behind this black barcode.
After completely refining the military-grade cybernetic implant, Mo Wendao finally felt at ease.
He once again disappeared into the night. After returning home, he used spiritual power to destroy the outfit he had been wearing, changed back into his sleeping robe, and lay down on his bed.
That night, Mo Wendao had a strange dream.
Ẇ е ḃ nov е̇l Ѐn_ūm̃ ă
He dreamed that he shot his flying sword at an opponent. The opponent remained standing completely unharmed, but ten thousand watts inexplicably appeared in his account.
Early the next morning, Mo Wendao received a text message. The sender was saved in his contacts as “Old Gu.”
『Kid, one of my patients brought me a whole case of craft beer. Come over when you have some time.』
Old Gu’s full name was Gu Wen, and he was not someone of the demonic path. He ran a small clinic in the neighborhood and lived very close to Mo Wendao. After seeing each other often enough, they had naturally become acquainted. Perhaps because he regarded Mo Wendao as someone from the same homeland, Old Gu frequently patronized his business and would occasionally invite him over to his home.
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While Mo Wendao was thinking, Old Gu sent another text.
『Don’t forget to bring me some fried meatballs. Extra spicy.』
Е̄n̄ u ḿ а̀
Mo Wendao tied on his apron, heated the oil, and took two large bags of synthetic ingredients from the refrigerator.
Fifteen minutes later, he arrived at Old Gu’s door carrying two large bowls of fried meatballs drenched in chili oil. The soundproofing in these old apartment buildings was poor, and even through the door, he could hear News Channel 52 reporting that another superhuman attack had taken place along the southern border.
Then came Old Gu’s curse. “Damn, those sons of bitches actually managed to make one.”
When the knock sounded, hurried footsteps immediately came from inside.
The door opened to reveal a man in his fifties wearing a broad smile. He carefully looked Mo Wendao up and down, and only after confirming that he was perfectly unharmed did he breathe a sigh of relief and give Mo Wendao a heavy pat on the shoulder. “I heard about what happened at the market. Good thing you’re all right.”
Only then did Old Gu look at the fried meatballs Mo Wendao had brought and say, “Tsk, perfect timing. This is exactly what I was craving!”
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News Channel 52 was still playing on the television. Mo Wendao knew this was Old Gu’s hobby. Whenever he had nothing to do, he stayed home watching the news and occasionally threw in a few comments of his own.
He had already prepared a case of beer. He opened a bottle and handed it to Mo Wendao.
Mo Wendao smiled and asked, “Siwan came to see you?”
He had already guessed why Old Gu had called him over. The craft beer and fried meatballs were merely an excuse for them to meet. Hearing the question, Old Gu took a gulp of beer and nodded helplessly. “He booked a minor operation with me. That kid even said you got beaten up too.”
“Don’t worry, Old Gu. I’m fine.”
“I know, I know.”
Еn̈û m̃а̌.
Old Gu chewed the fried meatballs with relish and mumbled through his mouthful, “If something happened to you, I’d lose out on treats like these.”
After finishing a bottle of beer, Mo Wendao’s tightly wound emotions relaxed somewhat. Although both the food and alcohol were simple, they reminded him a little of his previous life, when he would laugh and chat freely with friends.
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Before Mo Wendao left, Old Gu solemnly reminded him, “Kid, if something happens, don’t try to shoulder it alone. You know where my clinic is.”
“All right.”
After saying goodbye to Old Gu, Mo Wendao pushed his cart to the market.
Siwan came around noon, rushing over in a hurry. “Five fried meatball skewers.”
Е̊nú ḿа
With several teeth missing, air leaked through Siwan’s words whenever he spoke. After placing his order, he bent down and carefully searched the ground. After crawling around on all fours for a while, Siwan reached the fried-skewer stall and muttered to himself, “Huh? Where’s the other one? Why can’t I find it?”
“Here.”
Mo Wendao lightly tapped the cart with his finger. Siwan looked up and saw his missing front tooth sitting on the cart. His face immediately lit up as he thanked him. “Thanks, Old Mo! Old Gu said if I bring the tooth with me, the surgery will cost half as much.”
“Is Lila all right?”
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“She’s fine, just a little shaken up...” At this point, Siwan suddenly lowered his voice mysteriously and leaned closer to Mo Wendao. “I’m telling you this, but don’t go spreading it around. Last night, some cyberpsycho wiped out the Skeleton Gang’s entire hideout!”
“How could that happen?”
Wеb̌ǹ о́ v̂éľ Е́ n̆ ú mа
“Heh, didn’t expect that, did you? Don’t look so shocked. Tone it down or someone’s going to notice.”
Mo Wendao nodded and offered no further comment. He skillfully packed the fried skewers into a box and handed it over. “This one’s on me today.”
“No need.”
Siwan waved his hand generously, and the cart sounded a notification that 5 watts had arrived. Siwan proudly told Mo Wendao, “I found myself a great gig. All you have to do is put up your organs as collateral, and you get a huge sum of money! They don’t even take your organs right away. They only reclaim them after you die. I figured, once you’re dead, what use do you have for your organs anyway?”
Mo Wendao lowered his gaze and asked without revealing anything in his expression, “Could there be a catch?”
“It’s Three Lives Pharmaceuticals. What could go wrong? You think a company that huge would bother scamming nobodies like us?”
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Mo Wendao merely smiled and said nothing more.
Siwan continued talking to himself. “Anyway, it’s a great deal. Once I have the money, I can buy Lila a few nice winter outfits. Right, and I need to get her a thicker quilt too.”
Before he could finish speaking, another commotion erupted nearby.
“The Enforcers! The Enforcers are here!”
Someone cried out.
The scene felt remarkably familiar, but unlike yesterday, when the Skeleton Gang had swaggered openly through the market, this time the vendors did not even dare raise their heads. No one dared meet the uniformed Enforcers’ eyes.
Еnũ m̌ a
Mo Wendao lowered his head as well and focused on arranging the ingredients on his cart. He could sense the Enforcers heading straight toward his stall.
The Enforcer captain came up beside Siwan and lightly patted him on the shoulder. “Mr. Siwan, please come with us.”
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The sight made Mo Wendao begin to wonder.
Could he have been mistaken yesterday?
Was Siwan actually the one whose glabella was shrouded in darkness and who was destined to suffer a bloody calamity?
There’s something weird about this kid!
E ṅ u m̌ ȧ
While Mo Wendao was still thinking, the Enforcer captain had already walked up to the cart and ordered, “You too.”
“I have to go as well?”
“Yes.”
(End of Chapter)
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