Images overlapped.
Scenes of the past appeared in front of his eyes.
At some point, he saw lines of glowing text in the void of space:
[The Samsara is the ultimate weapon of living beings, capable of constantly evolving. Once it completes its evolution, its power will be bestowed as follows:]
"Materialize merit."
[The Samsara is currently being haunted by countless Apocalypse Envoys, so after its evolution is complete, it will surely consider this factor, so the only way for you to sneak in is …]
Notifications popped up at an alarming rate, revealing a certain secret.
All of a sudden, the glowing text disappeared from his memory.
— — -the image changed to that of a beautiful woman with her eyes closed.
"I understand" the woman replied with a hint of determination: "If this is the only way, then let the three of us represent the River of Life and Death and create the process of fusing with the Samsara"
Another giant covered in frost spoke up: "How ingenious, the River of Life and Death isn't a normal world system, but the wheel of the Saint Realm — — the Samsara would definitely interrupt the entire process of the struggle for supremacy, the fusion of these two world systems would allow the entire Samsara to restart …"
Restart!
The man heard his own voice again: "In 7 seconds, I'll leave the fusion to you, stall for time"
"Got it" the woman replied.
"Hm" the giant replied.
Instantly, all the voices and illusions disappeared.
The man felt a sharp pain in his head and couldn't help but scream.
All the pain disappeared without a trace.
"Hoh … hoh … hoh …"
The man was soaked in cold sweat, exhausted as he laid down on the ground.
What exactly was going on?
Why can't I remember anything other than what happened just now?
While he was thinking, he suddenly sensed something and opened his palm in front of himself.
There was a line of faint ink on his hand, with two words written on it.
[Closed loop]
Closed … loop …
The man fell into thought.
I seem to have seen and experienced this word before.
— — -what kind of thing was that?
The man felt like he was shrouded in fog, countless secrets were hidden in the darkness, but he couldn't see through the truth of it all.
The man fell into thought for a while, then picked up a branch and wrote two words on the ground.
[Closed loop]
He threw the branch away, looked at the words on the ground, then at the words in his hand.
— — the same handwriting.
In other words, the one who planned this whole thing was most likely me.
The man felt a bit more assured.
He recalled the girl's words.
"Gu Qing Shan, the only thing you need to do now is to survive."
The man pondered and said, "Survive …?"
That girl had died just like that, and he couldn't get rid of that feeling in his heart.
The man slapped his head and suddenly remembered something.
He opened the bag on his waist and took out the things inside one by one.
— — This was the bag that the girl left for him. Because of his headache, he didn't check it immediately.
A long saber.
A waist token.
A note.
There was also a short bow and a quiver of arrows.
It was an extremely crude iron saber.
The bow was an ordinary hunting bow.
On the waist token, there was a row of small words: Village Guardian, Five.
There was also a small line of words written on the slip of paper: "Since the beginning of the world, this place has been barren and desolate, with no almighty being around. I have disguised myself as you all year round and rarely come into contact with others, so you can be at ease."
"P.S.: Swords and bows are crude, but they suit your status. Use them for now."
"— — The bamboo raft is buried in the bushes on the left, you can follow the river and avoid the massacre of the village"
After reading that, the man put the slip of paper in his mouth, chewed it a few times, then swallowed.
"Why am I being so careful?"
The man muttered in confusion, hung the bow on his waist, the quiver on his back, and held the saber in his hand.
He quickly walked into the bushes, quickly found the bushes, and pulled the bamboo raft out.
All of a sudden, a series of desperate screams resounded from outside the bushes.
Someone was shouting.
The stench of blood was getting thicker, spreading through the bushes with the wind.
The man scowled, looked at the bamboo raft, then at the direction of the screams.
"You dare kill someone in front of me …"
"Very well, I'll deal with this first"
The man leapt up and jumped — — -
Bam!
He jumped about half a meter high, then landed back on the ground.
The man was stunned.
Ah — — -
What's going on?
I should be able to fly!
All of a sudden, another desperate scream resounded.
Followed by a woman's cries and begging for mercy.
"Ahahaha" someone laughed.
Flames shot up to the sky.
The man was panicking, no longer thinking about flying, he quickly ran towards the source of the flames.
He jumped over the pit, leapt over a rock, and leapt out from the bushes — — -
A middle-aged woman was being held down by two bandits, her clothes already torn to shreds.
Several villagers' corpses were scattered all around her.
A few more bandits were tying up the villagers who were still alive, taking their money.
"Stop!"
The man roared.
All the commotion around him went silent, only the fires on the houses were still burning.
The bandits and villagers all looked at him.
The villagers were glad and called out: "Village chief Zhang!"
The man raised his saber, pointed it at the bandits, and shouted: "Murderers shall die!"
The bandits exchanged glances.
"Who are you?" the bandit leader tried asking.
The man looked at the saber in his hand — — -
I know how to use this weapon?
The more he looked at the saber, the more unfamiliar it felt.
Oh no.
The man was a bit panicked.
— — I don't seem to be familiar with this weapon, and I'm recalling scenes of cooking with a saber.
Could it be that I was originally a normal cook?
— — then why did I come out?
The man went silent for a split second.
That can't be right.
I seem to know a curse, and I used it to kill those two bandits.
While the man was thinking, lines of crimson text suddenly appeared in the void of space:
[Red Dragon Origin Hex, Chaos]
[Description: When the other party calls out your name (any form of title can be used), if you agree, the other party's next attack will hit themselves]
The man regained his composure. The bandits were exchanging glances as they closed in on him.
The situation was becoming dangerous.
At this point, the man calmed down.
"I am this village's village chief, here to eradicate you scum" he said.
The bandit leader muttered: "Village chief?"
The man replied: "Yes"
He swung his saber twice, but in a moment of carelessness, the saber slipped out of his hand and fell to the ground.
The man panicked and hurriedly picked up the saber from the ground.
But he seemed to be in too much of a hurry, the saber bounced around in his hand twice without being able to hold it properly. He even hit it and it fell to the ground again, sliding a distance away before stopping in front of another bandit.
The bandit stepped on the saber with his foot.
"Village chief — –" the bandit looked at the saber, then at him.
"Yes, I'm the village chief, give me back my saber" the man spoke with a serious expression.
The bandits exchanged glances, then couldn't help but laugh.
They silently surrounded the man, mocking him:
"This guy can't even hold his saber properly"
"Even someone like him dares to come out here to die!"
"Killing him is like killing a dog — –"
The man appeared a bit panicked, took two steps back, then forced himself to speak: "Are you looking down on this village chief?"
Lines of crimson text suddenly appeared in the void of space:
[Acting has been engraved into your bones, even the Samsara's rebirth cannot stop you from fully immersing yourself in your performance on the spot]
The man glanced over it and didn't pay any attention to it.
The bandit leader didn't want to waste any more words and shouted: "Attack together, kill him!"
"Yes!"
The bandits had already surrounded the man, so as soon as they received the order, they drew their weapons — — -
In the blink of an eye, a series of desperate screams resounded.
The man stood motionlessly in the middle of 7-8 bandits.
The bandits all displayed expressions of fear and disbelief.
Thud!
Their weapons had all pierced through their vitals, instantly killing them. Their corpses fell around the man.
Only the bandit leader was left.
"Don't … don't kill me, I'll give you money" the bandit leader said.
He opened a bag of money, revealing the strings of copper coins and silver ingots inside.
"It's all yours! It's all yours! I only beg of you to let me go! "
The bandit leader threw the bag of money at him.
"I'll take my revenge another day!"
He shouted, turned around, and ran away.
The man didn't chase after him and simply caught the bag of money.
But as soon as he felt the heavy weight of the bag, all the copper coins and silver ingots disappeared without a trace.
— — even the bag of money had disappeared.
Lines of crimson text appeared in the void of space:
[According to the agreement, you owe the Book of Seabed 3000 years' worth of money]
[The money you obtained has been taken by the Book of Seabed]
The man was surprised.
I owe money to a book?
While thinking that, he casually drew an arrow, nocked it on his bow, and pulled the string.
Sha — — -
The arrow turned into a black shadow as it flew forward, passed through several hundred meters of the mountain path, and directly pierced the bandit leader's chest.
"Ah … ah …"
The bandit leader knelt on the ground, clutched his chest, and spoke in bewilderment: "A person like you … why would you be in a village like this …"
He fell to the ground, moaned a few times, then stopped moving.
The man didn't say anything, only stared at the bow in his hand with a pensive look.
— — -that was just an instinctive move, but it worked.
Seems like my weapon of choice was the bow and arrow.
There was silence all around.
A few moments later.
The sound of crying could be heard.
The villagers slowly regained their senses and began to grieve for the dead.
The man regained his senses, looked around the village, and shouted: "Don't be hasty, put out the fire first!"
…
Two days later.
Gu Qing Shan stood at the entrance of the village, saying goodbye to the villagers.
An old man with a head full of white hair held his hand and said reluctantly: "Village chief Gu, there are demons and monsters everywhere outside, as well as countless disasters. Why don't you just stay here and guard the village, I'll pass the position of village chief to you in a few years, there's no need for you to go out like this"
Gu Qing Shan replied: "Thank you for your good intentions, village chief, but I still need to take a look outside, I can't stay here forever"
The old village chief nodded and said nothing else.
"Village chief Gu, what are you going to do outside?" another villager tried to persuade him: "I heard that during the flood last month, an entire city of people was devoured by the water monsters"
"Furthermore, the plains several hundred miles to the South no longer exist, there are only green flames that haven't been extinguished even after several days"
"I heard that the mountains in the east were flattened by a beam of light that flew down from the sky. It was truly terrifying."
"Although our village is quite remote, it has always been safe"
"Gu Qing Shan, it's not safe outside, stay here!"
The villagers all tried to persuade him.
Gu Qing Shan smiled and said: "That's why I'm going to take a look at the situation"
"Farewell, everyone"
He clasped his fist to everyone, turned around, and left.
Very quickly, his figure disappeared among the mountains.
The villagers all felt a bit regretful.
"What's the point, the world isn't peaceful right now, people are dying everywhere outside, isn't he just going to die?" a villager muttered in a low voice.
The village chief sighed and said: "The wind can blow out candles, but it can also fuel a fire — — - forget it, you won't understand, go back"
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