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The other party scoffed, their contempt undisguised.
"Look at your useless brain! What else have you thought about besides women?"
"When I see a beautiful woman, all I can think about are filthy fantasies!"
"I really don't understand why he chose you—you have absolutely no desire to become stronger! Apart from the system forcing you, have you ever taken the initiative to study or train?"
"Your 'motivation' can only be squeezed out a little bit when the system whips you!"
A man's words are like knives, cutting into his pride with each stroke.
"What's even more ridiculous is that you don't have the slightest sense of crisis! Knowing that the system's abilities will attract the world's malice, you just want to be a coward!"
"Tell me, what was your first thought when you learned that the punishment rules had been changed to a 'five-punishment package'?"
Before he could answer, the man demanded sharply—
"Is it fear? The kind of fear that makes you wet your pants?"
"Like a stray dog being whipped, only thinking about finding a deeper hole to crawl into?"
"Instead of—'Damn it! I'm going to become stronger! Strong enough to smash this damn system with one punch! Strong enough to ignore all punishments! Strong enough to make my fate my own, not in the hands of heaven!'—have you ever done that?!"
Dead silence.
"no!"
"If you can't even muster this much 'resentment,' what right do you have to live?!"
After a few seconds of silence, the man's voice softened slightly, but remained icy—
"Although I really wanted to kill you, he gave you one last chance."
"So, congratulations—you're not going to die anytime soon."
"Now, your task is to step out of this fog and come before me."
"If you don't get out of here within three days, you will die here."
"As for your physical body in reality... it will be replaced by your brother, and your woman will become his plaything."
Lu Mingfei stood there, a nameless rage suddenly rising within him, but he had nowhere to vent it. He could only stomp his feet hard a few times, causing the clouds and mist beneath his feet to surge.
Chapter 77 Kill! ...
Although Lu Mingfei felt a burning anger inside him, he knew that what this "system guy" said was indeed true.
He's really lost his bearings these past few days.
A classmate who once looked down on him suddenly fell in love with him, and suddenly so many beautiful girls surrounded him.
The root cause of all this is simply cheating through the system.
Without the system, Lu Mingfei would still be a loser, just a pathetic kid.
He also knew how difficult it was to change a person, even though he had changed a lot in just three days, the underlying problems still remained.
That is, when he encounters something too terrifying, he will choose to retreat immediately, and when he gets close to a girl, he will unconsciously fantasize.
He wanted to argue that he had also worked hard—actively gathering information on mixed-race individuals and even trying to win over Chu Zihang.
"Wrong! Big mistake!"
The man's roar was like a thunderclap.
Lu Mingfei pursed his lips, recalling the system's previous warning: do not speak unless necessary, and think thrice before you speak.
He stood silently in the thick fog for a long time, finally squeezing out three words between his teeth:
"Please teach me."
Since both "system guys" are essentially mentors, why not shed all pretenses and ask them for advice directly?
“A hybrid? Kassel?” the man sneered. “Is this kind of ant-level intelligence even worth wasting time on? The only thing you need to do is—”
The sound suddenly rose in pitch, causing the clouds and mist to churn.
"Become stronger! Become stronger in every way!"
After a brief pause, his tone turned sharp and instructive:
"What Father Liu said about money and talent? That's just a mortal's perspective. In my eyes—"
"If you're strong enough, money will crawl on its knees at your feet! Talented people will scramble to come and join you!"
"Remember, in the extraordinary world—"
"Might will always prevail over power!"
The thick fog suddenly twisted violently, as if echoing this truth that overturned our understanding.
The man's last words trembled with a metallic quality:
"Now, tell me—what do you want to do?"
Without hesitation or doubt, Lu Mingfei immediately responded:
"I want to become stronger, strong enough to control my own destiny, strong enough to protect everyone around me."
As soon as he finished speaking, the fog in Lu Mingfei's eyes quickly dissipated.
Then he saw Lu Mingfei, dressed in white with white hair and looking exactly like him, standing straight in front of him like an unyielding sword.
Lu Mingfei then realized that the other person had been standing in front of him and talking to him the whole time.
Behind the white-haired Lu Mingfei, there was a huge stone tablet.
The surface of the monument is densely covered with names.
They're all "Lu Mingfei".
"Remember how you feel right now, and don't forget it!" said Lu Mingfei in white.
The names on the stone tablet suddenly glowed with a blood-red light, and each "Lu Mingfei" seemed to be shouting silently.
Lu Mingfei, dressed in white, raised his hand and gently stroked the stone tablet. When his fingertips traced the engravings, they produced a metallic clang.
"these are……"
“Every one of you who failed.” Lu Mingfei’s voice, clad in white, suddenly carried a thousand years of reminiscence. “Thirteen thousand reincarnations, and you still couldn’t make it to the end.”
Lu Mingfei's pupils suddenly contracted.
He saw that the name closest to him was still bleeding, the ink as fresh as if it were still wet.
As if possessed, he walked up to the stone tablet and reached out to touch it.
At the moment of contact—
Countless fragments of memory exploded.
Lu Mingfei saw himself kneeling on the playground of Shilan Middle School in the pouring rain, holding Ling's cold body in his arms;
He saw Erii's dried-up corpse in a red well and wept bitterly.
Upon seeing the entrance of a bubble tea shop, Xia Mi's head was instantly smashed.
I saw Liu Miaomiao and Su Xiaoqiang lying on the cold, rainy ground, covered in blood.
“These… are not me!” he roared as he backed away, only to find that in each image, those people did indeed have his own face.
“It’s you.” Lu Mingfei in white grabbed his trembling wrist. “Every time you choose to back down, this is the outcome.”
"If you fail, I will also carve your name on it in the future."
It took Lu Mingfei a while to slowly recover from the onslaught of memories.
Those fragments of memory that do not belong to him, yet truly exist, are the imprints left by other "Lu Mingfei" in countless parallel universes.
He looked up and saw the towering stone tablet standing majestically, every engraving shimmering with a faint light.
As my fingertips lightly touched the cool surface of the monument, countless destinies flashed through my mind like a revolving lantern.
It turns out that each name represents a tragic struggle, and each failure marks the end of a cycle.
What terrified him most was that in this seemingly ordinary little town, in those familiar streets and alleys, countless "selves" had fallen.
Those defeats that were already a foregone conclusion for others were, for him, a fate yet to come.
Lu Mingfei closed his eyes slightly, then suddenly opened them.
He withdrew his hand from the monument and walked a few steps to Lu Mingfei, who had white hair.
With a thud, he knelt down, his forehead hitting the ground hard—thump, thump, thump! The three thuds echoed on the ground.
"Teacher, I want to learn the Sword Manual!" His voice trembled, but his determination was unwavering.
Lu Mingfei, with his white hair, seemed to twitch at the corner of his mouth, but then quickly regained his composure.
"Get up."
Lu Mingfei got up as instructed, the red mark on his forehead particularly glaring.
"I ask you, what is a sword?" Lu Mingfei, with his white hair, asked with eyes as sharp as lightning.
Lu Mingfei pondered for a moment, and a cold sentence came to mind: "A sword is a murder weapon!"
“That’s right.” Lu Mingfei, with his white hair, nodded. “The essence of a sword is a weapon of killing, but killing is for the purpose of protecting life. You should understand this.”
He paused, his tone turning somber:
"The Shangqing Sword Scripture is one of the most advanced techniques in the entire universe, and it is extremely difficult to learn. But once you cross this threshold, there are very few people of the same level who can defeat you."
The white-haired Lu Mingfei stepped forward, his fingertip suddenly touching the crimson patch between Lu Mingfei's eyebrows.
boom!
As if a thunderclap had exploded in his mind, a vast and profound cultivation technique was forcibly imprinted into his mind—the Shangqing Sword Scripture!
How can this be considered a martial arts manual?
It was clearly a raging torrent formed by millions of peerless swords!
Sword energy roared and surged, each symbol flashing with a piercing sharpness.
In an instant, Lu Mingfei's mind was overwhelmed by a monstrous wave, and his eyes were tightly closed.