Chapter 162 - 128: The Shame of the Ten Calamities

Chapter 162: Chapter 128: The Shame of the Ten Calamities

’What’s happening?’

’The Card actually woke up on its own.’

’This Red Heart 7 is a little too excited!’

Inside the metal fortress at Fadir Mine.

Chen Qi was burning the midnight oil, poring over the "enlightenment textbooks" he had brought back from the orphanage.

They were just three thin books, a few hundred pages at most.

But Chen Qi had read them back and forth over a dozen times, and he still found himself revisiting them.

It was just that much of what was recorded in these books was too profound, and Chen Qi didn’t understand it at all.

But every time he read them, Chen Qi felt deeply shaken and a sense of joy.

So this became his favorite pastime in his spare moments. His need for sleep was minimal now, and he couldn’t just waste time staring blankly into space.

On the side of his desk sat the [Steel Warrior].

Chen Qi would occasionally play with it.

Chen Qi didn’t know if it was his imagination, but he felt like he had gotten dumber after growing up.

He remembered that as a child, it had only taken him half an hour to disassemble the Steel Warrior into its 3,600 gears.

But now, even though his hands and mind were faster than in his childhood, he fumbled and struggled with the disassembly, lacking all the fluid grace he once had.

It now took him a full six hours to complete the entire disassembly process.

Either his fingers would slip, or his brain would suddenly freeze up. There was no joy in it whatsoever.

Chen Qi had wanted to relive a piece of his childhood, but he only grew more and more frustrated the longer he played, almost resorting to brute force to take it apart several times.

Realizing something was wrong with his state of mind, Chen Qi had no choice but to set the Steel Warrior aside for the time being.

’There’s no way I’ve gotten dumber. The only explanation is that this toy might truly possess magical powers, just as the shady merchant claimed.’

’Perhaps the more one understands, the more one loses what is innate and natural!’

It was the only way Chen Qi could explain it. In any case, there was absolutely no way he could have gotten dumber.

...

BUZZZ! BUZZZ! BUZZZ!

A purple light bloomed from Chen Qi’s left hand as the Card grew increasingly agitated.

’Settle down!’

Compared to Chen Qi’s current Spirituality frequency of 44, the Card’s Spirituality of 20, though more resilient and persistent, was still barely suppressed.

After the Blood Salt Case, Chen Qi’s Spirituality had grown quite a bit.

This was mainly thanks to the Memory Fragments from the Mountain God’s cells.

Being able to witness another life form’s perception of the World was a huge asset in itself.

Unfortunately, there were too few fragments; otherwise, Chen Qi’s Spirituality would have continued to shoot up.

In fact, Chen Qi had always had a worry. ’Is it really okay for my Spirituality frequency to just keep rising like this?’

’Won’t my brain’s hardware run out of processing power?!’

Fortunately, his brain had held up so far and showed no signs of being overwhelmed.

Chen Qi strongly suspected this was related to him "cheating" to learn 15 ancient languages.

The feeling of his brain evolving during the learning process probably wasn’t an illusion.

It was a pity he didn’t know the situation of other Transcendents; otherwise, he could have made a comparison.

’The Card actually shut down?’

’What’s going on?’

After suppressing the Red Heart 7’s agitation, Chen Qi suddenly discovered that the Card had fallen silent.

’My Superpower actually vanished!’

If he hadn’t become a Transcendent, the current Chen Qi would definitely be panicking in terror.

But now? He was very calm.

And he took the opportunity to perform an in-depth inspection of the Red Heart 7.

’It seems like some kind of change is happening inside the Card.’

’That’s why it retracted all its power.’

’It should recover soon!’

Realizing it was just a temporary server shutdown for the game, Chen Qi was finally able to relax.

He was tied to the game now, and he really didn’t want it to run into problems due to external forces.

If he wasn’t mistaken, the game’s recent agitation was definitely related to those guys falling from the sky.

...

CHIRP! CHIRP! CHIRP!

The Red Falcon King flew proudly to Chen Qi’s shoulder. Something from the sky had just tried to ambush its master, but luckily, it had been there to faithfully stand guard.

SPLAT!

A blurry human figure fell from the sky, smashing into a pile of gore.

This was because the Red Falcon King was too fast. It had returned to Chen Qi’s shoulder instants after delivering the killing blow at an altitude of 800 meters, while the body was only just now hitting the ground.

’Interesting. Appearing so openly in the skies of the Lanyu Kingdom?’

Chen Qi’s pupils adjusted, and with his naked eyes, he pierced the darkness of the night to see a massive passenger plane at an altitude of 5,000 meters.

To be cautious, Chen Qi did not use his Spiritual Eye.

Those guys in the sky dared to provoke the King’s Game so blatantly; they were clearly no ordinary people.

There might be some master overseeing them, and Chen Qi had no intention of sacrificing his right eye.

"Go on. Kill a few more of those unlucky bastards."

"We can’t let these scumbags spoil the simple, honest customs of the Lanyu Kingdom."

Chen Qi gave the Red Falcon King its orders. There were quite a few people falling from the sky in his direction, which was just a bit too disruptive.

Besides, the Red Falcon King needed resentment, and there was no more suitable prey than these scumbags.

BOOM!

Having received its orders, the Red Falcon King tore through the night sky. It had been holding back for far too long.

"AHHH!"

In an instant, several death-row inmates near the mine met with disaster.

Their vision went black, and then their eyes were gone.

This Red Falcon King had, as expected, reverted to its old cruel habits.

Fortunately, it still remembered its master’s command, and in the next moment, it gave these two-legged beasts a swift end.

SWISH! SWISH! SWISH!

Wherever the Red Falcon passed, the death-row inmates’ heads were sliced in half by supersonic air blades.

From beginning to end, these unlucky prisoners never knew what hit them.

Savoring the joy of the kill, the Red Falcon King quickly locked onto its next target and flew off once more.