Chapter 22 The Sword Under Heaven
Logically speaking, Hua Manlou should have reacted the most at this time, but after spending a few days with Lu Yusheng, he had become somewhat accustomed to the sound that could appear at any time. In addition, Lu Yusheng always gradually increased the volume from the lowest setting to take care of him, so he only paused slightly when he heard the music before reacting.
Ximen Chuixue, on the other hand, couldn't help but look in surprise at the source of the sound because it was his first time experiencing it, and he also saw clearly the constantly changing images on the object in Lu Yusheng's hand.
He was a boy of about fifteen or sixteen years old, with his ponytail tied high, holding a long sword that gleamed coldly, standing in front of the misty mountain gate, his eyes blazing.
Just as onlookers couldn't tell whether he was seeking apprenticeship or challenging the school, the young man's arrogant voice, which even made Lu Xiaofeng raise an eyebrow, rang out:
"I hate you so-called righteous sects the most. Since the immortal sects can't tolerate me, so what if I rebel!"
As soon as the words were spoken, something seemed to tremble faintly behind the towering mountain gate shrouded in mist in the scene, and then several middle-aged men with cold faces flew out from the clouds.
The two sides were about to clash, and the sounds of swords clashing filled the air.
Each time the protagonist swung his weapon, it was accompanied by extremely dazzling sword light effects. After hundreds of rounds, he finally defeated several masters from the immortal sects, and he himself, leaning on his sword and covered in wounds, looked at the setting sun.
Time passed, the background changed, and when he reappeared, he was on a steep cliff. The black-clad sword master stood with his hands behind his back, and his face was vaguely similar to the boy in the previous scene.
He lowered his eyes and looked down into the bottomless abyss. He took out the sword from his waist and then leaped down, landing in the dark cave of the demonic sect below, facing enemies coming from all directions.
The image freezes on the man's back as he swings his sword. As the screen gradually darkens, the final voice that rings out off-screen isn't the young man's voice corresponding to the image on screen; instead, the voice of the boy from before reappears—
"This humble swordsman has once used his body to shatter ten thousand armies."
As the most popular weapon among fans of traditional Chinese style, the sword is also a mainstream cold weapon that people all over the world are obsessed with, and countless derivative works have been created based on it.
Despite being a time of peace, many passionate kendo enthusiasts have emerged. This game prides itself on being a high-quality production, having specially invited ancient martial arts instructors, so the action effects and quality are naturally quite good.
Sikong Zhaixing, who considered herself to be the closest to her, couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, "What is this again?"
While cautiously observing their reactions, Lu Yusheng explained, "Didn't I mention the concept of 'anime' to you before...?"
Sikong Zhaixing was truly shocked: "But I remember the one you showed me back then didn't seem this realistic?"
Lu Yusheng did have a memory of the "children's animation" that he had found for himself before, but at the time, the simple graphics and mediocre storylines did not arouse his interest at all.
Unlike what he saw today, although the characters' features could still be vaguely distinguished from real people, and the scenes and clothing could not be 100% realistic, it completely surpassed all the cultural and entertainment works he had ever seen.
"This is like another world."
Sikong Zhaixing sighed.
Even Ximen Chuixue, who was usually very indifferent to people and things, was slightly stunned. The cold expression on his face gradually melted away, and even his heart beat two beats faster than usual.
He didn't know why the man in the picture had captivated him so much, as if he had rediscovered a bit of the passion he had when he was young and learning swordsmanship. He didn't even pay much attention to where this new form of expression came from, or where the ridiculously realistic picture came from.
Or rather... they noticed it, and were quickly drawn to the content of the image.
Even Lu Xiaofeng was somewhat attracted by the lone-wolf spirit that was misunderstood by others. He loved to befriend heroic figures, and at this moment, he couldn't help but feel an urge to get to know the people in the painting.
He even actually asked, "Miss Lu, are the people in this painting real or fake?"
Upon hearing this, Lu Yusheng became even more nervous and said firmly, "Of course it's fake. This is different from the one I drew before... I don't know how to describe it to you. It's roughly like a puppet show. First, you make a model... then you make a puppet, and then you can control its movements. Then you add the scene and special effects, and that's how you see it."
After thinking for a moment, he added, "This one we just watched is already a masterpiece. It takes a lot of time and money to build up. Most of the works we call 3D are probably similar to the children's animations that Sikong Zhaixing saw before."
Suddenly being questioned, Sikong Zhaixing paused for two seconds to recall before responding with "Ah—um~".
The calmest one was Hua Manlou. After all, he hadn't seen the most spectacular scene, so he naturally couldn't understand where their surprise and admiration came from.
Even though they had talked for a long time on the topic, Ximen Chuixue seemed to be still immersed in the scene just now, and he was unusually lost in thought.
Lu Xiaofeng was somewhat surprised when he noticed this.
Previously, the shock brought by Lu Yusheng had been one after another, and he had become so numb from the attack on his worldview that he no longer considered the principles behind these things. Now, seeing that Ximen Chuixue was no exception, he couldn't help but feel the astonishment he felt when he saw Lu Yusheng take out the "cell phone" again.
"If I had known, I wouldn't have pretended to be so calm," Lu Xiaofeng thought with amusement.
Having played several games before, I had some understanding of this new product, so I casually asked Lu Yusheng, "What's the name of this game?"
"The best sword in the world".
Lu Yusheng also gave a very straightforward reply.
"How arrogant!" Sikong Zhaixing couldn't help but exclaim, and Hua Manlou echoed with a smile.
Ximen Chuixue then came to his senses and ignored Lu Xiaofeng and the others, walking straight up to Lu Yusheng: "I will come again later."
His words were certain, as if he were making a promise, which made Lu Yusheng, who already had a subtle sense of awe towards his demeanor, stand up stiffly and reply with "Okay."
The group did not linger, and at dinner, it was still just Lu Yusheng and Hua Manlou.
After dinner, Lu Yusheng rushed back to his bedroom, his voice of "Goodnight" to Hua Man in the hallway seeming to flash by at double speed.
Because she received a notification that the system fusion was complete when she was halfway through eating, she almost choked twice in order to get it to work with her cheat system as quickly as possible.
When Lu Yusheng finally saw the new module next to the original system page in his mind, he couldn't help but sigh, "Finally, I've met you, my real system."
【Hey, no, you—】
The original system got a little impatient, and with a small change in language, it reversed the heavenly order!
Fortunately, the game "Hundred Days to Immortality" doesn't have an AI-like auxiliary function like a system administrator, so it doesn't have to worry about being overtaken by newcomers.
Lu Yusheng was just saying it casually, so of course he wouldn't notice any psychological changes in the system.
She focused intently on the location of the new module, and sure enough, a brand new page appeared a moment later.
"Wow..." Lu Yusheng let out an unconscious exclamation after discovering that the page could be displayed in front of him like a projection.
The page contains very little content. The first thing you see is her own profile picture, but it's an anime version, not a photo of her ID.
Looking at the portrait that matched his current outfit perfectly but was drawn exceptionally cutely, Lu Yusheng was quite satisfied.
This also means she's now supporting an OC (octopus/octopus).
Below her profile picture was a progress bar. She pointed to it and asked the system, "What does this represent?"
The system responded immediately: [The progress bar represents the experience points you have gained, and the red background with white numbers below your name represents your current level.]
It was only after being reminded that Lu Yusheng noticed the number under his name, a smooth zero lying there quietly.
No way, it already has a cheat system, so why is it still a growth-based story?!
"...How do I upgrade?" she asked, somewhat unwillingly.
[You don't need to do anything; your experience bar will increase automatically.]
Lu Yusheng's gaze also shifted to her own profile picture—
I kept staring at the progress bar, and sure enough, after about half a minute, I could see a small, subtle but clear improvement.
I don't know if it's just psychological, but...
"I feel a continuous flow of energy."
The system remained silent for a moment, then continued: "You can think of it as this system slowly improving your body. Each level you gain will grant new abilities, and your physical functions will improve accordingly. Every ten levels, you'll also acquire a new skill."
The other party didn't speak again, and the system assumed she was dissatisfied with the effect, but then it heard her "pfft".
system:?
Lu Yusheng smiled and explained, "It's nothing." But the more she listened, the more she felt that this was more like the conventional system she had seen.
And... since you can level up just by leaving the game running, then I won't blame you, System.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
