LRAB Chapter 5 Jiang Mingzi's bastard
Chapter 5 Jiang Mingzi's bastard
Xia Chuan sat imposingly on a stone stool in the courtyard.
Looking at Gao Haoguang, who was sweating profusely and digging the ground with his butt sticking out in the middle of the yard, I felt an irrepressible surge of excitement in my heart.
In his past life, he was a seasoned gamer, and what he valued most when playing games was whether he could perfectly showcase his skills in a match.
For example, when playing the Pokémon series, he would always use a cheat engine at the start to fill his bag with Rare Candies.
Make sure to level up your sprite to the maximum level before you proudly and confidently leave the starting village.
He then fought against those short-sleeved guys on the roadside who only had level 5 Caterpillars, and used this to brag to his roommate about his "level suppression micro-management".
When playing League of Legends as a top laner, his champion pool is always limited to fighters like Mordekaiser and Darius.
A friend once ruthlessly questioned Xia Chuan, saying that he hadn't done anything at all.
To prove himself, Xia Chuan immediately and confidently chose a bear-themed weapon he had never played before.
After unleashing a barrage of unexplained combos that completely crushed his roommate's Fiora, he finally realized—
It turns out that the strong one was never the hero, but himself!
When playing games, it's essential to search for strategies online and be the first to run around the map to get the most outrageous "wheelchair weapon".
He scoffed at any weapon that couldn't be used to mindlessly repeat high-damage combat skills, and wouldn't even touch it.
So, when faced with a god-tier passive ability that can be triggered infinitely, what reason is there not to stack it to the maximum before leaving the base?!
The base trigger probability of Black Flash is one in ten thousand.
In other words, at a normal frequency, after about an hour of continuous high-intensity punching, one might just stumble upon a lucky hit.
Each time this shot is successfully fired, the trigger probability will permanently increase by 0.004%.
As a college student who had once seriously taken advanced mathematics exams, Xia Chuan simply substituted the formula for harmonic series into his mind and calculated it.
To increase the probability from one in ten thousand to a 100% certainty of success, the total expectation is that only about 235,000 punches need to be thrown.
He looked down at his forearms, which were thicker than an average person's thigh, and felt the terrifying divine power within his body that seemed to never run out.
With his current physical strength, he can easily throw three punches per second when he goes all out.
If you don't eat, drink, sleep, or rest, and maintain peak output like a pile driver, it will only take about 22 hours to fully stack this devastating passive!
However, reality is not a game, and we need to consider factors such as physical strength decreasing over time, muscle soreness, and the need to eat and sleep.
I only spend two hours each day maintaining peak physical strength to fight that tough mechanical puppet in order to stack my passive skill.
All told, it will only take a maximum of eleven days!
It takes about eleven days to turn Black Flash into a basic attack!
"Hahaha--!"
Thinking of this, Xia Chuan could no longer hold back and burst into wild laughter, covering his face:
"This is truly a stroke of luck!"
Once the sandbag puppet promised by Ancestor Jiang Mingzi arrives, Xia Chuan Gou will become the "Sword God of Shili Slope" in the backyard of Sanzhen.
The day I emerge from seclusion will be the day I am invincible in the world. All of this is just a matter of a dozen days or so!
Meanwhile, Gao Haoguang, who was diligently digging in the soil, was also filled with enthusiasm and anticipation for a bright future.
Because he had just learned something new and was putting it to use, he gritted his teeth and imitated his senior brother's shameless manner, showering the ancestor of the same month with a barrage of meaningless flattery.
As expected, the seemingly proud patriarch was very pleased and, with a wave of his hand, bestowed upon him a special "magic weapon".
The master patriarch confidently declared that it was a magical scroll that would allow him, a novice, to grow rapidly.
The only flaw was... the smile that the patriarch had on his lips before cutting off the communication with the same month's command was a little off.
The smile, with its mix of mockery and wickedness, gave Gao Haoguang a strange sense of familiarity.
That year, Gao Haoguang was still young, not even as tall as a donkey cart.
He went with Xia Chuan to a town dozens of miles away to buy winter supplies. Because they missed the designated time, they had to spend the night in a dilapidated, drafty inn in the wilderness.
That night, a fierce wind howled outside, sounding like ghosts wailing and wolves howling.
To relieve his boredom, Xia Chuan told him a terrifying series of ghost stories with great emotion.
Young Gao Haoguang was terrified and huddled under the covers, trembling. He didn't even dare to go to the outhouse.
Just as Gao Haoguang was on the verge of collapse, Xia Chuan suddenly leaned close to his ear with an extremely serious expression and secretly told him a folk remedy for warding off evil spirits:
"Grey, remember this: ghosts are most afraid of barking dogs."
"As long as the dog barks, even the fiercest ghost will be scared away."
After saying that, Xia Chuan said, "I'm going to take a piss," and then disappeared in the blink of an eye, never to return.
Left alone in the gloomy guest room, young Gao Haoguang, watching the flickering candlelight and the eerie shadows of trees on the window, completely broke down.
To protect itself, that night, the young Grey Cub huddled in the corner of the bed, barking pitifully in its already immature voice all night long.
But...would a dignified founder of the Three Truths, a celestial lord who has dominated for eternity, be so dog-like?
Gao Haoguang wiped the mud and sweat from his forehead, full of suspicion.
Probably not.
He's a famous figure who's gone down in history, and he seems like a really nice person. He even praised himself as a sensible junior.
Perhaps it's true that once bitten, twice shy, and I'm just being overly cautious.
"What are you laughing at? You're drooling! Aren't you going to help me drench my saliva?"
Gao Haoguang, his backside covered in mud, looked at Xia Chuan sitting beside him, grinning foolishly, and complained with dissatisfaction:
"Why do I have to dig up your share of the dolls too?"
Xia Chuan spread his hands, sighed, and righteously shifted the blame:
"Wasn't this specially designated by the patriarch for you to dig?"
"If I could fight, one punch from me could rip up the ground within a hundred miles. If I buried you alive then, who would be responsible?"
Just as Gao Haoguang was about to retort, the shovel in his hand suddenly struck something hard with a "clang".
Gao Haoguang's eyes lit up, and he dug through the thick layer of soil with both hands, shouting with delight:
"We found it!"
He carefully picked up an antique wooden brocade box, covered in dirt but still exuding a faint fragrance, and looked at Xia Chuan with ecstatic joy.
"The doll you wanted, and the method I want to quickly become stronger, are definitely all in here!"
As he spoke, he impatiently opened the brocade box.
However, upon opening the box, there was neither a miniature version of a top-quality doll nor any dazzling, peerless magical treasure.
A yellowed scroll made of some unknown material and a book with the four large characters "Mingzi Rishi" written on its cover quietly appeared before the two of them.
Xia Chuan craned his neck to take a look, and his thick brows instantly furrowed tightly.
"What's this? A diary?"
"Master Jiang Mingzi's diary? Who keeps a diary?!"
Xia Chuan felt a sense of bewilderment, and then frantically rummaged through the box.
"Wait a minute, where's my practice doll?"
Where is my huge, absolutely indestructible, top-quality punching bag?!
Gao Haoguang was also completely bewildered: "I don't know."
"Perhaps... the doll was too big to fit in the brocade box, so the patriarch buried it separately in another place?"
Gao Haoguang gave Xia Chuan a perfunctory reply, his entire attention completely drawn to the withered yellow scroll.
His hands trembled as he impatiently grabbed the reel.
This is undoubtedly the most advanced and genuine inheritance of the Three Truths!
Once you open it, you will receive the supreme treasure that the founder himself promised, which will enable him to become stronger quickly!
Xia Chuan felt a chill run down his spine as he watched Gao Haoguang's unguarded movements.
He instinctively felt that something was extremely wrong with this thing!
"Grey, wait a minute, don't touch that!"
Just as Xia Chuan was about to reach out to stop Gao Haoguang, he suddenly heard a sharp, piercing sound that seemed to tear through the air!
The next instant, the seemingly ordinary withered yellow scroll erupted with an extremely dazzling surge of magical power!
It instantly transformed into a huge, living carpet, binding Xia Chuan and Gao Haoguang together with lightning speed!
Before the two could react to what was happening, a deafening sonic boom came from the ground beneath their feet.
"boom--!!!"
The giant carpet, formed from a scroll, carried the two of them as a streak of light, rising from the ground and soaring into the sky!
"W-what, what, what's going on?!"
Gao Haoguang gripped the edge of the blanket tightly, peering out in utter horror.
He stared down at the Third Palace, which was shrinking visibly until it became a black dot, his voice trembling in the gale.
"How...how did we become airborne?!"
After a brief period of mental blankness, Gao Haoguang's intelligence quickly took over.
He quickly grasped the whole story.
I got scammed!
"Jiang Mingzi!!!"
You faithless bastard!!!
Gao Haoguang's furious roar, filled with grief and indignation, echoed mournfully in the biting wind thousands of meters above the ground.
"You brat, how dare you talk to your elders like that?"
Do you understand the importance of respecting teachers and valuing their teachings?
Just then, the Three Truths Under the Same Moon Token hanging on Gao Haoguang's waist was once again unilaterally activated, and it lit up with a glow.
Jiang Mingzi's handsome face appeared before the two of them through the illusory image of the same month.
Seeing the two people with their hair disheveled and faces contorted by the strong wind, Jiang Mingzi burst into laughter:
"Didn't you want to become stronger quickly?"
"It just so happens that your senior brother wanted some dolls."
Jiang Mingzi continued to deliver the final blow with a smile:
"After much deliberation, I, this immortal lord, suggest that you two go directly to fight the Nirvana Corpse?"
"It's killing two birds with one stone! Even I, the Immortal Lord, can't help but praise myself as a genius."
"Alright, have a pleasant trip."
Before the words were even finished, it seemed to be in response to the patriarch's quirky sense of humor.
The spell scroll carrying the two people burst into a blinding light once again in the clouds.
"Whoosh—!"
"Jiang Mingzi—!!!"
You wretched bastard!!!
As Gao Haoguang's mournful curses, which resounded through the sky and even sounded like sobs, the two figures instantly disappeared into the depths of the vast sea of clouds.