Chapter 88 Encounters After Awakening

Yan Sheng felt as if he had been having a very long dream. He got up and looked around. The unfamiliar environment made his mind go blank for a moment.

"I wore it again?"

Yan Sheng got up and noticed that the room, which was surrounded and concealed, was very spacious. The layout, design, and the bed gave Yan Sheng a sense of returning to modern times.

"No, it's just that you've been unconscious for a while."

1008 spoke up at the right moment, startling Yan Sheng.

"Huh? Unconscious?"

Yan Sheng was stunned for a moment before he remembered that he seemed to have fainted after rushing over to take a knife for the scoundrel.

How long was I unconscious?

Yan Sheng did not expect himself to be so fragile; he fainted immediately after being slashed.

"It's the Taisho era now, the story is about to begin."

"???"

For a moment, Yan Sheng thought he was hallucinating, and he asked incredulously.

"Say it again, I think I was hallucinating just now."

1008 was helpless. He could understand Iwakatsu's disbelief. He also found it very strange. Because Iwakatsu was here, he could only receive data from the main system and had to help deal with Muzan Kibutsuji from time to time.

"The timeline has been restored, host. Your previous mission is complete, and Upper Moon Six has been assembled."

"No, I slept for so long, didn't Muzan Kibutsuji suspect anything?"

"No, because of the timeline, in their memory you weren't in a coma for that long, you just weren't seen often."

6.

Yan Sheng was speechless. He still felt very strange. Wasn't he capable of withstanding one Crimson Blade? Why did he suddenly faint?

Yan Sheng thought this and asked it aloud, which earned him a glare from 1008.

"It's because Yoriichi Tsugikuni gave you a drug that suppresses regeneration. Normally, you wouldn't have any problems with your recovery ability, but because of this, the backlash from the drug is a bit too much for you."

Damn, am I incompatible with him?

Yan Sheng was extremely frustrated, but then he thought that the other party was probably already dead by now. It was just a little regrettable that the final Red Moon plot didn't happen.

It doesn't matter, it's just a memory anyway.

Iwakatsu was in high spirits. He was free, and now no one could kill him except Muzan Kibutsuji.

Where am I now?

"Based on my research of the original work, it should be in Tamayo's secluded place."

"The original work?" Yan Sheng asked, puzzled.

"Yes, honey, I can't sense the outside world when you're unconscious."

Yan Sheng was speechless. He really thought 1008 was pretty useless. He noticed that it should be nighttime now. Yan Sheng looked around but didn't find anything he could write on.

Never mind, I'll explain it to them next time.

Iwakatsu opened the window, looked up and saw the bright moon, then immediately climbed out and left. He needed to report to Muzan Kibutsuji now; he'd been putting it off for so many years.

Yan Sheng looked at the dense forest, and after walking for a while, he looked back. The original house had completely disappeared and blended into the trees, so that he could not feel any difference at all.

Yushiro's Blood Demon Art is getting more and more powerful.

Yan Sheng did not immediately call out to Nakime. He planned to go to the Infinite Castle in a couple of days and explore this period first.

This was also mainly to prevent Tamayo's hiding place from being discovered, just in case.

It must be the height of summer now; even at night, the forest is filled with the chirping of cicadas. Yan Sheng crossed several mountains but still couldn't see a village. It's true, things are different near modern times.

In the past, small villages could often be seen in the mountains and forests, unlike now where you can't see a single person.

Yan Sheng had gotten used to the night for a long time. He looked up and his intuition told him that he needed to find a place to stay.

"No, honey, didn't you notice how unseemly your clothes are?"

After watching Yan Sheng wander around for so long, 1008 finally couldn't help but speak up.

Yan Sheng looked down at his outfit—wearing only a white undershirt—and felt a little embarrassed; he had forgotten to do so in his haste to leave.

"I'm not without underwear, just pretend I'm wearing pajamas." Yan Sheng stuck to his principle of being stubborn, since he wasn't naked, how could it be indecent?

"Xiao Liu, I haven't even bothered to tell you how useless you are. Not only do you have no understanding of the current situation, but you've even lost my shameless map."

Yan Sheng immediately changed the subject, making no attempt to hide his disdain. If the map hadn't been lost, would he have been wandering around aimlessly?

"..." I'm truly impressed.

Seeing that 1008 had immediately muted his microphone, Yan Sheng became even more emboldened and muttered in dissatisfaction.

"Don't you have any compensation?"

"Dear, it's already past 2 o'clock. The summer sun usually rises around 5 o'clock. If you don't want to have a morning sunbath, we suggest you find a place to stay before 5 o'clock."

1008 coldly and indifferently broadcast, completely ignoring Yan Sheng's complaints. He had evolved over the years and was no longer the intern he once was.

"Tsk—".

It's true what they say about a fallen noble being bullied by everyone. He used to be the high and mighty Upper Moon One, but now even a little system is climbing on my head to mock me.

Yan Sheng silently kept this grudge in his heart, and Yi Gui Yi Tong finally calmed down and focused on his journey.

"Um?"

When the wooden clogs stepped on the tree roots, Yan Sheng smelled a faint scent of blood.

"Honey, it's dawn, hurry up!"

1008 screamed wildly in Yan Sheng's mind, making Yan Sheng shake his head vigorously.

"Shut up."

Following the scent of blood, Yan Sheng found a dilapidated wooden house, a damaged wooden door, and dried bloodstains on the ground.

It seems they were attacked by a ghost.

Yan Sheng looked at the increasingly bright sky and slowly walked over; there was nowhere else to hide now.

"Squeak—".

The door was a bit low, and Iwakatsu had to bend down slightly to pass through the seemingly flimsy wooden door.

Following the blood, Yan Sheng saw a boy wearing a black kimono with cloud patterns, his long black hair with blue ends, covered by bloodstains that obscured most of his face.

Yan Sheng's golden pupils contracted as he leaned closer to examine the area in disbelief.

"God...God..."

The boy's eyes were lifeless, blood kept flowing from his wounds, but he kept muttering to himself.

"Hey, don't just stand there, the sun is about to shine!"

Yan Sheng suddenly woke up and quickly walked inside. The place was still too dilapidated, but fortunately the trees around the house blocked the light, so that Yan Sheng would not encounter this disaster as soon as he woke up.

"Bang—".

Iwakatsu heard a loud bang, and a boy wearing a white cloud-patterned kimono struggled to crawl in. Covered in blood, he was probably too exhausted and did not notice Iwakatsu standing in the shadows.

"God... God... please... please save... my brother."

The boy seemed to notice the person lying unconscious on the bed and stood there stunned.

“My brother…is different from me…he is a kind-hearted child…he wants to help others…it was…I who hindered him.”

In the still air, this subtle sound was clearly heard by everyone else.

The boy struggled to crawl, tears streaming down his face. He trembled as he reached out to hold his brother's hand, whose voice was growing softer and softer.

"If it's bad... only... me... is going to suffer divine retribution... then let me... bear it alone... I know... actually... Muichiro's... Mu... is... the Mu of infinity..."