bdsm-fiction Chapter 146 The Failed Man
Chapter 146 The Failed Man
Chapter 146 The Failed Man
[Chat Group Channel]
[Group member Ye Fan starts live stream]
[Group members Russell, Xiao Yan, and Han Li — Join the live stream]
In the live broadcast room, Ye Fan stood next to a broken stone tablet. Several ancient seal characters were engraved on the tablet, which had been blurred by the passage of time. Only the three characters "荒古禁" could be vaguely discerned.
His background is a beautiful, rolling mountain range, majestic and ancient, with clouds and mist swirling around its waist. Occasionally, a few unknown beast roars come from the depths, long and desolate.
"Welcome to Ye Buhei's live stream," Ye Fan said with a standard internet celebrity smile. "We've arrived at the legendary Ancient Forbidden Land. Legend has it that this is the starting point of Emperor Ye's path to enlightenment."
As he spoke, he cleared his throat dramatically and adopted a narrator's tone: "Many years later, Ye Fan, who had become the Heavenly Emperor, looked back on the past and couldn't help but recall that bright morning when he first arrived in Beidou—"
Russell: "Host, host, now I have to ask you, where are your classmates?"
Xiao Yan: "Right, I remember you were in the Nine Dragons Coffin with a whole carload of people, right? Where are the others?"
Seeing the comment that floated past, Ye Fan quickly waved his hand and said, "What classmate? Where did this classmate come from? The streamer came on his own. Moderators, kick these two viewers out. Don't try to stir up trouble for the streamer."
On Qingzhu Island, Russell leaned against the railing of the pavilion, looking at the righteous and stern face on the screen, and couldn't help but click his tongue.
This kid is really dark-skinned.
Having made prior preparations, the only people who came on this trip, besides himself, were Liu Yunzhi and his few henchmen. But now, only he is left on the screen, and it's really hard to guess where the others went.
"Hey!"
A sharp eagle cry suddenly rang out, shattering the brief silence in the live broadcast room.
Ye Fan quickly pointed the camera at the sky.
There, a giant golden eagle was soaring across the sky, its wingspan covering half the sky, and its talons gripping a mammoth as tall as a two-story building.
Soon, the giant eagle flapped its wings and disappeared behind the distant mountains, leaving only a shadow that had been obscured by its figure, which slowly dissipated on the earth.
"The ancient forbidden land is fraught with danger." Ye Fan turned the camera back to himself, his expression shifting from playful to serious. "We must be careful. Now, let's follow the streamer and explore this magical area together."
Ye Fan turned the camera back on himself and began speeding along the mountain road.
He is no longer an ordinary person who has not cultivated. With his cultivation at the Life Spring Realm, he is not afraid of these towering mountains even without wearing the electric armor.
Before long, the camera followed Ye Fan to an open space.
The open space was quite spacious, surrounded by several old vines as thick as buckets. The vines were vigorous, and the branches and leaves intertwined to form a natural barrier, enclosing the open space into a semi-enclosed space.
In the center of the open space was a square spring pool, with the spring water gurgling and crystal clear. Beside the spring pool grew thirteen small trees, each more than half a meter tall, with broad, emerald green leaves that resembled human hands, as if several multi-armed little people were standing there.
At the top of each sapling hangs a bright red fruit, shaped like a cherry, but as big as a chicken egg.
In an instant, everyone's attention was drawn to the fruit.
This thing is one of the easiest newbie perks to obtain in the story of "Covering the Sky"—the fruit of the Nine Wonders Immortal Elixir.
Because of the laws of time within the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land, Ye Fan stopped fooling around and decisively took out a jade gourd from the Sea of Bitterness. Golden divine power flowed from his fingertips into the gourd, which immediately floated into the air and emitted a strong suction force towards the Divine Spring.
The surface of the spring water trembled violently, and then a waterspout rose from the pool, the clear spring water drawing a beautiful arc in the air before being continuously sucked into the gourd's mouth.
The spring water flows extremely fast, but the water level in the pool does not drop. This divine spring is connected to some earth vein, and seems to be inexhaustible.
Ye Fan didn't covet more. After a few breaths, he put the gourd away, plugged it, and put it into the Sea of Bitterness.
Then, he picked all thirteen fruits, ate four for himself, sent one to Russell privately, and then put the remaining eight into a lucky draw red envelope and sent it out.
Amidst the ringing of red envelopes, Zhong Li, Klein, Xu Qi'an, Xiao Yan, Gu Nan, Xiao Yu, Asule, and Zhang Chulan grabbed them.
A barrage of thank-you messages flew across the screen, so densely packed that they almost completely obscured the view.
Ye Fan flashed a peace sign at the camera and gave a bright smile: "If you like the streamer, remember to follow and like him."
The screen was flooded with comments again.
After laughing, Ye Fan continued his work, trying to dig at the soil under the small tree. The soil was loose and easy to dig away.
But after removing the surface soil, a dense, intertwined root system is revealed. These roots are as thin as hair, yet incredibly resilient, penetrating deep into the ground and extending to who-knows-where.
Ye Fan tried to dig down along the direction of the roots, digging deeper and wider, but the roots seemed to have no end. The deeper he went, the denser and more tangled they became. Over tens of thousands of years, the roots of these thirteen saplings had all become intertwined, forming a huge network buried deep underground.
He straightened up and tried to pull up one of the saplings. He gripped the trunk with both hands, and with a sudden burst of strength, he pulled hard.
The sapling remained completely still.
trouble.
Ye Fan muttered something and gently pressed the high-tech watch on his left hand. The next moment, azure current was released from the watch, covering his entire body at a visible speed like liquid metal, and finally condensing into a set of Crimson Lightning Armor.
He clenched his right fist, and a photon short sword extended from the groove at his wrist.
The sword is made entirely of pure photon energy, emitting a dazzling white light. At the edge of the blade, fine energy particles are constantly jumping, cutting through the surrounding air and emitting a low buzzing sound.
With his left hand pressing down on the trunk of the sapling, he used his right hand to cut the roots with the photon short sword. Sparks flew from both, and it took a full half-cup of tea to cut.
When Ye Fan removed his right hand, not even a white mark was left on the root, which was about the thickness of his little finger.
"There's no other way," Ye Fan said regretfully. "Russell, you've been down too many credits. Why don't you come and give it a try?"
Russell:
Russell: "Please allow me to refuse."
The saying goes, "Try it and you'll die," and Russell wouldn't dare gamble that the ruthless Empress would extend her affection to everything associated with her.
With the plan failing, Ye Fan's live stream came to an end. It was just for fun anyway, and he still had to travel afterward, so there was no need to continue. He could have organized a gathering after he had completely established himself in the Eastern Wilderness.
Russell: "Speaking of which, why haven't I heard Fei-zai speak today? @Lu Mingfei, are you there?"
no respond.
Xiao Yan: "Could it be that I've been unlucky enough to be transported to some Cthulhu universe by the World Anchor? And gotten corrupted?"
Klein: "Isn't what you're saying hurtful—"
Russell: "Probably not. World Anchors don't have skill cooldowns. They can go there and come back whenever they want. Besides, the chat group has such a high status. Even if it gets corrupted, there should be some news."
Russell: "Never mind, as long as he's not dead, that's fine. Although Prison Road is a lowly creature, he's still a planetary life form, so there shouldn't be any major problems."
"World Anchor!"
"World Anchor!"
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"How could it not work!"
"Could it be that Boss Luo bought a fake product?!"
Tokyo City, a villa.
The house was small, with mottled earthen walls and several holes in the paper covering the windows, through which the wind blew in, carrying the chill of late autumn.
Inside the room was only a narrow wooden couch, a thin, almost transparent quilt, and a half-broken earthenware pot in the corner.
Lu Mingfei was curled up on the wooden bed, his coarse cloth clothes wrinkled and his hair disheveled.
This attire made his already unlucky demeanor even more hopeless, making him look like a jinx at first glance.
That's not entirely his fault; as the saying goes, good fortune never comes in pairs, but misfortunes never come singly.
Even worse than the world anchor being unresponsive was the fact that he couldn't summon the chat group either. Moreover, this world lacked spiritual energy, rendering his Foundation Establishment cultivation useless. Every bit of his magic power he used was a bit less, and once it was all used up, he would become an ordinary person.
No, they're even worse than ordinary people; at least ordinary people have the strength to scream for help.
He had been imprisoned in this small courtyard ever since he was rescued from the battlefield by that black-armored cavalryman.
Aside from being questioned a few times at the beginning, no one cared about him anymore. They didn't even give him food, and two burly men stood guard outside his door day and night. He tried to talk to them, but they were like mute people, not responding to him at all.
As for why they didn't run away, well, that's a good question.
He estimated his own fighting strength against the two men at the door; if he didn't use magic, he would probably be evenly matched with those two burly men.
In three minutes, he was knocked down seven times, and that was a shrewd estimate. Given the vast disparity in strength between the two sides, he decided to assess the situation first.
"Lu Mingze? Lu Mingze, are you there?"
"Please help me—"
Very well, the last straw has sunk to the bottom.
I've sent it, family members. Destroy it.
Lu Mingfei lowered his feet and lay completely flat on the bed.
He lay down.
Anyway, nothing can be changed —
If those guys were really going to kill him, he would fight them and then find a place to hide.
Just then, footsteps sounded outside the door.
Lu Mingfei suddenly looked up, a wisp of magic power gathering in his palm.
"Clang"
The door was pushed open from the outside, and a tall figure stepped across the threshold and entered the room, placing the food box he was carrying on the table with a soft sound.
He turned around, revealing a face with distinct features, thick, dark eyebrows, piercing eyes, a straight nose, and lips pressed tightly into a line.
Although he wasn't wearing armor, Lu Mingfei still recognized him by his scent as the cavalryman who had saved him during the day.
This offered him some comfort; they had saved him during the day, so surely they wouldn't kill him now.
The man glanced at him, then sat down at the table, opened the food box, which contained a bowl of coarse rice porridge and a few pieces of pickled vegetables: "Young brother, please don't find it offensive. The capital city of Tokyo is under siege and the Jurchens are plundering, so food is scarce. Please bear with us."
Tokyo? Golden Man?
The limited information he gleaned from the burly man set his mind racing instantly.
Tokyo, the Golden Man, besieged—these words, pieced together, point to a historical period he knew all too well.
In high school, he tried to please Chen Wenwen by cramming on history, although he had forgotten most of it, he still remembered the phrase "the humiliation of Jingkang".
So, is this the Song Dynasty?
The burly man noticed the change in his expression, a hint of delight flashing in his eyes: "Young brother, what have you remembered?"
Lu Mingfei opened his mouth, then closed it again.
During the day, when asked his name and address, he adhered to the principle that the more he said, the more mistakes he would make, so he only said that he didn't remember or didn't know anything. Finally, the army doctor came, examined his eyelids, and took his pulse, saying that he was "too frightened and had a loss of consciousness."
That's a good excuse.
"Lu Mingfei," Lu Mingfei introduced himself, "My name is Lu Mingfei."
Hanzi nodded, read the name carefully, and didn't ask any further questions. He simply took out the food from the food box one by one.
A bowl of thin porridge, a dish of pickled vegetables, and two dark, multigrain pancakes.
"Eat up." He pushed the bowl of porridge in front of Lu Mingfei.
Lu Mingfei picked up the bowl. The porridge was still warm. He took a sip. The rice grains were sparse, and the soup made up most of the porridge, but the warmth slid down his throat, soothing his empty stomach.
"Brother, what's your name?" he asked, putting down his bowl.
Yue Fei was breaking the coarse grain cake into small pieces when he heard this. He looked up, revealing a set of white teeth: "My surname is Yue, my given name is Fei, and my courtesy name is Pengju. I think you are about the same age as my stinky son, so you can call me Uncle Yue."
Lu Mingfei's eyes widened instantly, his voice filled with disbelief: "Who are you?"
In China, even if you don't do well in school, you should at least have heard of Yue Fei.
"Brother Lu, do you know me, Yue Fei?" Yue Fei frowned.
His reputation wasn't actually that great; he was only somewhat known under Master Zong. So why did this young man seem to know him?
There was also the Emperor, who was thousands of miles away. He had heard from others that the Emperor had been inquiring about him for a long time.
That's really strange.
"Then we'll be going now."
Outside the Green Bamboo Laboratory, Russell and Han Li were seeing Xiao Yan and Xu Qi'an off.
They have been here for a long time, and their strength has long since reached a bottleneck.
Nowadays, not to mention Xu Qi'an, who had already reached the fifth rank of Transformation Realm a month ago, even Xiao Yan has one foot in the Dou Ling realm.
As for why Russell hasn't left yet, it's naturally because Madam Wen is about to emerge from seclusion.