Apocalypse: My Apartment Has Traits - Chapter 102 - 94: That Slash Was So Cool
Chapter 102: Chapter 94: That Slash Was So Cool
The howling sound of wind and thunder echoed around the beam.
Su Lin’s heart trembled, his breath nearly halted, that sense of shock lingering along with the sound of wind and thunder, refusing to dissipate for a long time.
The essence of Qi and Blood is bioelectricity, but this saber that struck out lightning…
“Is this something a person can do?” Su Lin couldn’t help but murmur.
“Cough! Cough cough cough…”
The urgent and intense coughing dispelled the lingering resonance of the thunder.
After swinging that saber, the long saber in Su Qi’s hand clattered to the ground.
He clutched his chest, kneeling down on one knee in pain and exhaustion, his entire body weak and feeble.
“Second Uncle?!” Su Lin was greatly alarmed, dashing forward to support him.
His usually steady-as-a-rock second uncle, at this moment, could barely remain upright by leaning on Su Lin, his face ashen, his lips stark white.
He tightly clutched his chest with one hand, covered his mouth and nose with the other, and soon, shocking blood was coughed up!
Su Lin’s heart tightened; he supported him cautiously, not daring to move recklessly.
Is this his second uncle’s old injury relapsing?!
Only after a while did the violent coughing gradually subside, Su Qi’s breathing slightly calmed, allowing Su Lin to relax his tense heart a little.
Su Qi leaned on his nephew, his eyelids drooping, his face weary.
Seeing the genuine worry in his nephew’s eyes, he forced out a comforting smile, explaining:
“It’s fine… Hunting that Rock Python a few days ago triggered an old injury, and it hasn’t fully healed yet. Forcing this saber out, this frail body could hardly sustain it, but a rest will do the trick.”
Su Lin remained silent.
No wonder Second Uncle hadn’t used this move at the time.
And his appearance was far from being something a mere “rest” could mend.
Bearing such severe injuries, Second Uncle had never ceased his toil and labor for the Su Family.
He and Grandfather are the main supports of the Su Family.
But Grandfather is advanced in age, afflicted with severe toxins, his energy long since waned.
Since the passing of the original body’s father, the family’s burdens have fallen almost entirely on Second Uncle’s shoulders.
Adding the incorrigible former self and the previously frail self…
A large part of Second Uncle’s busyness is precisely because of Su Lin.
Just like that saber, Second Uncle originally did not need to forcefully use it.
Su Lin could not help but advise:
“Second Uncle, your health is more important, rest assured and heal. The matters of the family, I, sister-in-law, and grandfather can handle them.”
Su Qi closed his eyes to rest, seemingly so exhausted that even the energy to speak was almost depleted.
Su Lin remained motionless, allowing Second Uncle to lean on him for nearly an hour.
Until Su Qi slowly opened his eyes, taking a long exhale, gently pushing Su Lin away, reluctantly sitting upright.
In the wide martial arts training room, the uncle and nephew sat facing each other cross-legged.
“Is there a doctor in the village? Should we get someone to take a look?” Su Lin asked worriedly.
Su Qi shook his head with a chuckle: “In this village, I am the most skilled in medicine.”
Su Lin was speechless.
“Don’t worry, just exhaustion affecting an old injury, really nothing serious.” Su Qi reassured him again, then shifted the topic, his eyes regaining some spirit, “That move just now, ’Thunder Shock Flash,’ did you discern any pattern?”
Knowing that Second Uncle was changing the subject, Su Lin nevertheless perked up:
“I used ’Observation’ to see that there seemed to be some kind of strange change in your internal Qi and Blood, but exactly what… I couldn’t discern clearly.”
His longing for that saber was evident.
“Correct.” Su Qi nodded, “That was a change in the properties of Qi and Blood. To learn a ’Kill’ move, one must first master the method of altering the properties of Qi and Blood! Only by mastering the nature of ’Kill’ can you learn it.”
Properties? What is that?
Su Lin was even more puzzled.
Before he could ask, Su Qi countered:
“In your perspective, what is a ’Kill’ move?”
“…It’s a technique with immense power and immense consumption?” Su Lin answered hesitantly.
Su Qi shook his head decisively:
“It’s a sure ’Kill’!”
His eyes suddenly sharp as swords, he said in a deep voice:
“’Kill,’ is a high-tier application in Qi and Blood Martial Arts!
“So-called ’Kill,’ means sure kill! Once a move is made, it should have an unstoppable momentum! A do-or-die intent!
“This is the survival technique of Qi and Blood Martial Artists!
“Only with an absolute determination to ’kill this foe’ can one practice a ’Kill’ move!
“Because, to practice ’Kill,’ you first need to ’kill yourself’!”
“Ah?!” Su Lin was dumbfounded.
What does it mean to kill yourself first?!
This sounds too horrifying.
Su Qi said sternly:
“Because the process of changing Qi and Blood properties is as perilous as ’suicide’!
“Qi and Blood have five basic properties, corresponding to the powers of the Five Elements: Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, and Earth.
“To cultivate the property of Metal, one must swallow metal and iron;
“To cultivate the property of Wood, one must plant flora within the flesh and blood;
“To cultivate the property of Fire, one must set oneself ablaze;
“To cultivate the property of Water, one must dive deep underwater, bearing the pressure of weighty forces;
“To cultivate the property of Earth, one must swallow healing soil, even try being buried alive!”
Su Lin listened with trepidation, recalling the electrifying lightning earlier, incredulously asking:
“Then your ’Thunder Shock Flash’, Second Uncle, could it be…”
“Body tempered by electricity. If one can survive a strike from heavenly thunder, that would be exceptional.” Su Qi stated concisely.
“…”
Su Lin was completely speechless.
No wonder they say to practice ’Kill’ one needs to ’suicide’!
The word “suicide,” even without quotes, is fitting.
Fire, water, burial, swallowing metal, struck by lightning… compared to these, it seems the only way with a marginally higher survival rate is cultivating flowers on one’s body?
“The transplantation required for Wood Qi and Blood involves post-apocalyptic mutant plants. Their roots can spread throughout the entire body within a day, drawing tendons and sucking marrow.” Su Qi added casually.
Su Lin: “…”
The last glimmer of hope was mercilessly snuffed out.
He couldn’t help holding his forehead; his previous enthusiasm vanished instantly.
Practicing martial arts in the post-apocalypse was originally for survival.
But this martial art, does it really require staking one’s life?
Is it worth it?
Su Lin’s expression was complicated, he asked softly:
“Second Uncle, back then… why did you decide to practice this ’Kill’ move?”
Su Qi’s expression softened, shook his head:
“Everyone has their own destiny and reasons to fight desperately, no need to reference others. This ’Kill’ move, even if you don’t learn it, it’s alright…”
His tone became gentle, with the concern of an elder:
“Actually, I hope you don’t learn it. Don’t put too much pressure on yourself, your grandfather has never practiced this art either…”
He paused, sighed lightly:
“Perhaps… I shouldn’t have mentioned the ’Kill’ move to you. It’s just… I felt you should have a chance to choose.”
’To be a nobody, or famed worldwide?’
A line from a game unexpectedly crossed Su Lin’s mind.
But in this harsh world, the weight of the word “choice” is far beyond a game.
The training room was silent for a moment.
“I will learn.” Su Lin’s voice was not loud, but exceptionally clear and determined.
“…Are you sure?” Su Qi gazed at him, his expression complex and hard to decipher, “Once your grandfather is detoxified and recovered, the Su Family’s pressures will greatly alleviate. Even if you want to return to the way life was before, it’s not impossible. This you must understand.”
As before? Like the former self muddling through life? Su Lin curled his lips in a self-deprecating smile.
Anyone with sense could see the world growing increasingly chaotic.
Return to the past?
How many days of stability could one have?
Can the Su Family, relying solely on the aging grandfather and the seriously ill second uncle, remain standing?
What about when ascending to the township stage?
Su Lin turned his head to look out the window, the rain had stopped at some unknown time.
A few rays of sunlight struggled to pierce the heavy clouds, casting dappled patterns of light.
He retracted his gaze, meeting his second uncle’s deep eyes calmly, breaking into a smile:
“I just think… you, Second Uncle, and the saber you swung just now, looked really cool.”
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