With a bare skewer in his mouth, Hong Yu spun a pen in his hand, thinking about how to reply to this strange "Order of the Yan Son of Heaven to the World."
But... writing a reply to a flyer was a bit...
Although after some deliberation he still decided to write a reply to this uniquely textured paper he had received first, but...
How was he supposed to write this?
Hong Yu thought for a moment, then casually wrote the character for "Join" on the paper, tossed it into the mailbox at the back door, then scratched his head, spit out the skewer in his mouth, opened the refrigerator, and took out another tanghulu to eat.
The trash can by his feet was already full of skewers, a testament to how many he had eaten.
He walked to the rest area and lay down sideways on the sofa. A wave of exhaustion washed over his body, but his mind couldn't stop thinking about whether his previous speculation was true.
Maybe... it's just a coincidence?
Perhaps, I'm just overthinking it?
As he thought this, Hong Yu still couldn't resist the sudden wave of fatigue, and then he closed his eyes.
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Where... the hell is this?
Rubbing his eyes, Hong Yu woke up in a ruined house. After looking around, he couldn't help but be confused.
He stood up and patted the dust off his clothes, only to realize that his clothes seemed to have changed as well.
He was wearing a worn-out straw hat, his medium-length hair tied into a ponytail, messy and with strands falling to obscure his handsome face. The round-framed blind man's glasses were long gone.
A long black robe was tied at the waist with a brown sash. A longsword was tucked into his waist, and he was wearing a pair of soft but sturdy cloth shoes.
What... it even comes with a costume change?
Although considering the era of that paper, this outfit was quite fitting.
Couldn't you have brought my glasses along... forget it.
Hong Yu pulled off the bandage wrapped around his forearm and wrapped it around his head, covering only his eyes.
Now he looked like a blind swordsman.
Hong Yu smiled, did a quick mental search, and confirmed the direction of the so-called Yan Son of Heaven.
Just by using his power, he found that this time travel had far fewer restrictions on him. It was completely different from the last time he traveled to the young Ch'en Hui-chieh.
If he had to make a comparison, it was that last time he had to use a lot of effort to destroy a building, but this time...
Hong Yu raised his hand towards a small hill not far away. A red-black energy sphere in his palm continuously expanded and compressed, then the energy sphere was rapidly launched towards its destination by Hong Yu.
With a few "rumble" sounds, the entire mountain was completely destroyed.
Easy. Although not as strong as in reality... ah no, as when he hadn't transmigrated, it was still enough.
He had sensed it. Fortunately, the current time was roughly during Yan's God-Slaying War, so there were no people living on that mountain. Otherwise, he probably would have been responsible for a few lives.
But... slaying a god?
A god, huh? It should be the legendary Sui, right?
No wonder the world's restrictions on me this time are not as severe as last time. Is this the reason?
In just an instant, Hong Yu teleported several times and arrived at a fierce battlefield. Looking at the giant beast in the distance that blotted out the sun and was constantly wreaking havoc, he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
That giant beast... that's "Sui," right?
It's really... a bit familiar.
Hong Yu pinched his chin with his thumb and forefinger, constantly sizing up the giant beast called "Sui," pondering where that nameless sense of familiarity came from.
Speaking of which... it seems that before I transmigrated to this world of Arknights, some lore analysts in my previous life had analyzed that "Sui" was a project left over from a previous civilization?
It can't be... am I an amnesiac? Did I actually transmigrate to the previous civilization, and then get turned into an old popsicle like the Doctor?
Forget it, this guess is a bit too ridiculous. Not to mention that I wasn't dug out of a coffin, and I don't even have any impression of what the Doctor looks like. How could I be a pre-civilization person?
I'd better stop fooling myself. This level of imagination isn't even enough to trick Aak into buying medicinal herbs at my general store.
"Hey! You ronin over there, this is a battlefield, get out of here!"
Behind him, someone shouted at Hong Yu, warning him to leave this dangerous place.
Hong Yu looked at the soldier in retro armor, then pointed to himself with his index finger, as if to say, "Me?"
The soldier came to his side, grabbed his arm, and started dragging him away from "Sui." Hong Yu still asked, "Were you talking to me just now?"
Seeing the soldier's growing impatience but still constantly warning him to leave, Hong Yu continued to smile and said, "Brother, I think... that notice from the Yan Son of Heaven proclaiming to the world... it probably doesn't have a time limit, right?" Hong Yu said to the soldier, maintaining a smile that might seem a bit punchable to others.
"Hmph, you'd better leave. Let me tell you, two days ago there were indeed quite a few people who believed in the God-Slaying Order, thinking they could contribute their strength in the God-Slaying War in exchange for fame and fortune..." the soldier lowered his voice, as if warning Hong Yu. "But as soon as this war against 'Sui' began, those guys all died. No one has responded to His Highness's proclamation since... Hmph, fighting until now, I haven't seen anything that can hurt that monster... I don't even think this is a war that can be easily won."
The grip on Hong Yu's arm gradually tightened, showing the extent of his current emotional turmoil.
"So, don't go get yourself killed. Leave the battlefield to the soldiers. We are soldiers, soldiers who protect the people, especially someone like you... hurry up and leave. I'll take you to the barracks over there, at least it's safer." He looked at Hong Yu's bandaged eyes, the meaning unspoken.
Does he think I'm some unlucky blind guy who got separated from a refugee group and was left behind?
Seeing that this soldier seemed to have misunderstood something, Hong Yu wasn't in a hurry to explain. He just asked curiously, "If you can't even hurt that monster a single bit, what difference will you make here? Why not run?"
"Run? Run where? If I run, then the other soldiers can run too." He pulled Hong Yu, suddenly pausing as he spoke. "If we all run, who will protect this country? Even though that monster is hard to defeat..."
As he spoke, a sudden earthquake made him unable to stand steady.
It turned out that the distant "Sui," facing the siege of the Yan army and the Tianshi, had summoned a large-scale lightning field, and among them, several powerful bolts of lightning were striking towards Hong Yu and the soldier.
Just as the soldier's face turned ashen, ready to accept death, a light and airy voice reached his ears.
"Hard to defeat? That's only because it hasn't met me yet. I don't think that 'Sui' is that hard to defeat."
The soldier opened his eyes, only to witness a breathtaking scene.
The ronin he had just considered to be blind raised his right hand, index and middle fingers extended. The lightning bolt, powerful enough to destroy a city, stopped steadily just millimeters from his fingertips.
And the person who had performed such a miracle had a playful smile on his face. He raised his fingertips, flipped his palm forward, and clasped his hand, and the lightning bolt was absorbed into his palm.
He reached out his left hand and untied the bandage on his face. His gray eyes glowed with a faint blue light.
Hong Yu turned back to the dumbfounded soldier and said, "How can you be so sure that I'm the same as those overconfident fools? I'm going to sign up for the God-Slaying Order now, is it okay to find those Tianshi?"
The soldier didn't reply. Perhaps the scene just now needed his brain to process properly. Helpless, Hong Yu soared into the air and flew towards "Sui" at an extremely fast speed.
At the same time, the lightning he had just absorbed in his hand was reforged into the shape of a spear and thrown towards "Sui" by him.
Accompanied by the massive and sharp sound of thunder breaking the air, the long horn on "Sui's" head was shattered by this lightning spear. Wisps of lightning, as if unable to be contained, sparked from the broken horn of "Sui."
And this scene was naturally witnessed by the several Tianshi present. They looked towards the direction the lightning spear came from. Between them, a white-haired young man with an arrogant smile flew over, shouting, "The God-Slaying Order doesn't have an expiration date, right everyone? I'd like to join in too."
Behind him, several bolts of lightning were ready to strike.
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"Thousands of years ago in Yan, as soon as the Prefect arrived, he turned the tide of the year-long stalemate in the God-Slaying War with his astonishing thunder techniques. The power of his thunder was incredibly strong, and with his own strength alone, he defeated 'Sui'..."
A golden-haired Kirin lady with slightly fluffy hair muttered the ancient scroll in her hands. A slight electric current flashed in her eyes.
To turn the tide of the war against "Sui" with a single bolt of lightning...
Is that the pinnacle of thunder arts...
"Aunty, what are you looking at?" Outside the house, a young man with a sword on his back looked at the young woman inside, curiously looking at the scroll in her hands. "The Tianshi is urging you to go to Lungmen."
"No, it's nothing. Let's go." The young woman put away the scroll, picked up a deep red cloak from the side and draped it over her body, covering her fine figure, then picked up a staff from the side and walked out the door.
Will I... ever be able to reach the level of the first Prefect of the Sui Regulator?
Forget it, to injure "Sui" and turn the tide of battle with a single bolt of lightning, even Teacher couldn't do that, right? I'd better go to Lungmen first.
She quickened her pace, because she had a premonition that this trip to Lungmen might be very fruitful.