Chapter 3216: Legend of the Seven Gods
âIs that so?â
Li Yao looked at his hands. He seemed to be able to see the high-speed operation of the mitochondria factories deep inside his cells through his skin and his muscles. They were providing surging energy for his cells and his body, facilitating the proliferation of cells, the expansion of muscles, and the recovery of his body. Of course, they were also providing tremendous damage and damage. He even vaguely remembered that it was a feature of the âdemonsâ or his âapocalyptic bodyâ that was working. But what were the âdemonsâ and the âapocalyptic bodyâ? Was it really as the novels described? How weird!
âYou donât seem to be surprised by your super recovery ability?â
The grey mist lady continued, âIf my eyes arenât deceiving me, this should be the second time youâve come back from the dead in a short span of twelve hours, right? The first time was the âmagical explosiveâ of âDeep Perceiverâ White Night, which burnt you from your internal organs to the point that it was almost like you were placed in a super-large microwave oven for an entire ten minutes. Even I didnât expect you to still be alive. The second time was with the âHunterâ. He didnât use ordinary bullets, but two different types of super bullets. The first type had the characteristics of armor-piercing and explosive. It could even kill an African elephant in one shot. The second type contained a strange component of meteorites that could restrain most of the abilities of the awakened.
âYou were shot seven times by the âhunterâ. Three of the bullets hit the critical parts of your body. You shouldâve been dead for sure, but you recovered in only twelve hours. During that time, you also absorbed nutrition liquids that ordinary awakeners wouldnât be able to digest for an entire month. Your body is like an insatiable black hole. Interesting. Student Li Yao, what are you exactly?â
âIf I tell you that I donât know, will you believe me?â
Li Yao smiled and asked, âWhat about the author of âForty Thousand Years of Cultivationâ? How is he?â
âHe is fine. He is merely leaving this place through other channels and going to the headquarters of the âArk Foundationâ. You are the same. You are safe for now. The transportation route is top secret. The people of the âApocalyptic Organizationâ will not be able to catch up to us so easily.
The grey mist lady said, âZhang Daniu has told us a lot of things. He is even continuing to write. With the help of our hypnotists, his creative efficiency has improved quite a bit compared to the past. If it is confirmed that you are fine, we will provide you with the follow-up content of âForty Thousand Years of Cultivatorâ.
âBut the first question that needs to be addressed isâwho are you exactly? Why did you find the author of âForty Thousand Years of Cultivatorâ and why are you trying to investigate the secrets of the âArk Foundationâ and the âApocalyptic Organizationâ with him? Whatâs the deal with your unparalleled capability, as well as the detectaphones and trackers that you handed over to Zhang Daniu? The detectaphones that you made are very delicate and have a different structure from those of most national spy agencies in this life. How did you make such things?â
âIâI still donât know.â
Li Yao took a long breath and shook his head gloomily.
Now that Zhang Daniu had been controlled by the members of the âArk Foundationâ, he mustâve confessed everything with his personality and integrity. There was no point in keeping it a secret any longer. âYou wonât believe it if I tell you, but I was just an ordinary college student. It was only after reading âForty Thousand Years of Cultivationâ a week ago that I was somehow awakened to an indescribable power. IâI feel that I am the protagonist of the authorâs story. I am the Cultivator Li Yao from the âFour Universities of Cultivatorsâ!â
Li Yao was prepared to be mocked by the grey mist lady.
But to his surprise, the grey mist ladyâs face remained unchanged. She even nodded in understanding and said, âThere are all kinds of amazing things in the world. Incredible things have happened to every one of us who have awakened, mutations that cannot be explained by science. How do you know that I donât believe you?â
âHuh?â
Li Yao was dazed for a moment. The door of the ward was opened softly, and a middle-aged man in weird clothes with fiery red hair walked in.
âLady Grey Mist, the pursuers have been taken care of. We should be safe for the next twelve hours.â
The middle-aged man said.
But Li Yaoâs eyes were fixed on the middle-aged man, and he couldnât get rid of them.
It could not be helped. The middle-aged manâs appearance was too... shocking.
It was not a big problem for a middle-aged man to dye his hair red like a young man, but the problem was that the baldness of the middle-aged man was very serious. There was a âMediterranean Seaâ on his head. In order to cover it up, he had also deliberately grown the few remaining strands of hair on the two sides of his head and combed them horizontally in such a clumsy way to cover it up. Even so, he still had to dye his hair red. His determination was firm.
Below the red hair was a big, greasy face with a bulbous nose. The uncleâs face was like a lonely rock in a desert that had been weathered by wind, snow, and time. The interconnecting wrinkles and hollows gave him a medal of vicissitudes.
When one reached middle age, it was inevitable that one would gain weight. If one liked to drink a bit of wine or eat a bit of supper, it wouldnât be strange for oneâs belly to bulge like a pregnant womanâs. However, this uncle was clearly 1.7 meters tall, yet he was carrying a 200 lb weight. Moreover, he was wearing an extremely exaggerated collar and cuffs, as well as an extremely long white shirt that looked like scissors. He was even wearing a black short-sleeved shirt that had been crudely cut. The neckline of the shirt was extremely large, causing the fat on his body to become uneven, revealing his curves. This made everyoneâs eyes a bit... sore.
However, that was not the weirdest part.
Below the super long white shirt and the tight black uniform, the middle-aged man was wearing a pair of red jeans and a red belt between his legs!
Li Yao didnât know how to describe the uncleâs appearance.
He suddenly discovered that the middle-aged manâs thick and short neck, which was almost buried between his chin and the fat on his chest, was actually helping him with a black leather belt. There was no telling whether or not it was a collar.
Li Yao felt that he was suffocating.
In the meantime, he felt that the uncle looked familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere before.
Right, wasnât it someone from the game, someone from the game?
âWell done, Uncle Hui.â
The grey mist lady nodded her head. She pointed at Li Yao and said, âRight. This young friend Li Yao seems to have just awakened and is full of doubts about the strength in his body. Can I trouble Uncle Hui to explain the process of your awakening to him?â
âAlright, Lady Grey Mist.â
Uncle Hui, a middle-aged man with dyed red hair and red jeans, who was wearing a belt on his neck and knees, said in a southern accent, âHowever, as I said, please stop calling me âUncle Huiâ and call me âSeven Godsâ. Ms. Grey Mist, youâve forgotten.â
â... Iâm sorry.â
The grey mist ladyâs eyelids were twitching. She said, âDonât mind the details. Letâs begin!â
âNo problem, young man. Fate is indeed a marvelous thing. None of us will know who we are until we are awakened.
Uncle Huiâthe âSeven Godsâ pointed at his bulbous nose and said in plastic-flavored Mandarin, âTake this uncle for example. I have never achieved much in my life. Originally, I was just an ordinary old man selling pork in a vegetable market in a fourth-tier city in the south. Other people in the vegetable market like to eat, drink, smoke, play, gamble. I donât like any of these. I only have one hobby since childhood, which is to play video games and games!
âI especially like to play a game called âPunching God 97â. Itâs been almost twenty years since I was a young man. When I was at my peak, I was invincible. I was quite famous in our city. Unfortunately, times have changed. Young people nowadays like to play online games. The game that I like has been abandoned for a long time. Itâs probably the last arcade in the entire country that is about to collapse.
âIt doesnât matter. This is what I like to play. I especially like a game character named âSeven Godsâ in âPunching God 97â. Every time I choose this character to play, wah, I always feel that I am one with the sword and that I am possessed by my soul. Itâs like I have crawled into a game console and become one of the Seven Gods. Every punch hits flesh. Itâs so refreshing!â
âThatâs it. At the end of last year, the arcade that Iâve been playing with for 20-30 years finally couldnât hold on any longer and was about to go bankrupt. Although you can play âPunching God 97â on the computers and game consoles nowadays, and my child has already adjusted it for me, it is still different from playing in the arcade. Young man, you havenât played it before. You donât understand.
âAll in all, it was probably the last time that this uncle went to play. Naturally, I was particularly dedicated and fierce. Over and over, I chose the âSeven Godsâ to fight against the heroes of the world. I fought more and more smoothly and skillfully. I even felt that the world around me was shattering and disappearing. Only then did the world of âPunching God 97â become ârealâ. IâI felt that I had crawled into a machine and turned into the real âSeven Godsâ!
Li Yao was fascinated. He couldnât help but ask, âThen?â
âThenââ
Uncle Hui said seriously, âI passed out. When I woke up in the hospital, my daughter said that a machine in the arcade had a power leak and knocked me out for three days and three nights!â
âWell...â Li Yao stammered.
Uncle Hui said, âBut Iâm well aware that itâs not as simple as an electric shock. Iâve awakened the memories of my previous life. Young man, guess what? In my previous lifeâa long time ago in a certain lifeâI really did come from the âSeven Godsâ. This is my destiny. Itâs the destiny that Iâm really going to face! From this day on, I canât stand the identity of âPorkmanâ any longer. Iâve decided to resume the original appearance of the âSeven Godsâ and fight to my heartâs content against my destiny and my mortal enemies!â