Free Web NovelChapter 553: Chapter 170: The Innumerable Wrongdoings of Bai Someone
The question stumped the three of them, as they had also only recently arrived here.
In the third layer of the Well World, Bai Wu remembered a saying, "Zero" had mentioned that it would have an even more terrifying influence on the real world than the second layer.
This terror, in all likelihood, depended on a parameter—a very basic, very common parameter.
Bai Wu was still unclear what it was.
"I don’t know about this, but we know someone who does. We can take you to that place; it’s an Evil Fallen camp. You just have to dare to go," Jian Qiu said.
Bai Wu found this statement somewhat peculiar:
"Do you think there’s a place that I wouldn’t dare to go to?"
To Jian Qiu, the look in Bai Wu’s eyes was like that of a son-in-law, though by generational rank, she was an ancestor of Yan Jiu’s.
Jian Qiu also knew that Bai Wu was a person meant for great things.
"Your arrival is quite timely. Tomorrow, at that place, the nearby Evil Fallen will gather together. Among them are many Evil Fallen... sent here by you," she continued.
Bai Wu roughly understood.
"Though arriving here means living once more, akin to resurrection, here we are all tormented by a lack of resources. The hunger, thirst, and fatigue that none of us have endured in seven hundred years have now become tortures sufficient to bring about death."
Jian Qiu heaved a sigh:
"For seven hundred years, we almost forgot what this feels like—the satisfaction that negative emotions bring us, distinctly different from food and water."
"We thought we didn’t need food and water, but only after coming here did we realize... without these, hunger could almost drive us mad."
"This pain is magnified many times over because we are Evil Fallen. Many of those you sent here blame you for it."
Bai Wu felt this was unfair; he was just an ordinary deputy commander of the Investigation Corps. He hadn’t killed an Evil Fallen in a long time.
Reflecting on his life, having been in this world for only two years, how many Evil Fallen could he truly have killed?
Yet Jian Qiu pressed on:
"They hold a grudge against you for their death, and the torment they’ve suffered here compounds that pain and is attributed to you."
"So if you go to the gathering at the camp tomorrow, you might face many challenges."
Bai Wu nodded.
He had to find out how to advance to the next layer and what sort of impact some actions in this world could have on the real world.
But before leaving, Bai Wu had another question:
"Apart from some familiar Evil Fallen faces, are there other acquaintances here?"
The answer still came from Jian Qiu. She didn’t respond immediately but pondered for a moment, then said with a somewhat strange expression:
"I’m not sure... but speaking of which, it’s strange. I once saw an Evil Fallen that felt very familiar... I was told that in the real world, anyone who can transform into an Evil Fallen... their Evil Fallen form will appear in this world."
"But most of these Evil Fallen are like the native animals of this world, different from us who landed here because of death."
"They stay out of the wars with the Seventh Consortiums because they don’t need resources to survive."
"Although they are also Evil Fallen, these ones are like a third party force, more akin to the true native creatures of the Well. They keep a low profile, wandering this world, and are seldom discovered."
"Then, I asked that person why I felt an affinity with that Evil Fallen... That person said, because that Evil Fallen was the Evil Fallen form of a relative of mine."
"But it didn’t recognize me."
Bai Wu was startled.
Doesn’t this mean that in this world, it’s possible to see the Evil Fallen forms of the captain, Yan Zizai, Lin Wurou, Yin Shuang, and others?
Only they probably don’t have any memories. They are like the animals that live in this world.
Bai Wu was very curious...
As per the rules, if one of these Evil Fallen died, then what would happen to the corresponding person in reality?
Bai Wu was uneasily apprehensive.
He had a premonition that this connected parameter must be a fatal one.
And considering the Seventh Consortiums had spy satellites capable of observing every corner of both worlds...
Had his recent bank heist at Eternal Bank possibly led them to take revenge on people in the real world?
The Seventh Consortiums naturally couldn’t escape the Well World, but they could find their friends’ corresponding Evil Fallen in the third layer of the Well World.
This possibility was actually very small, but Bai Wu knew this damn intuition sometimes worked even better than Jing Liu’s Causal Force, and it hardly ever went wrong.
So Bai Wu started to panic:
"Hide yourselves, someone is coming."
Just a little while ago, he had noticed someone coming from this direction, but Bai Wu hadn’t made a fuss.
At this moment in the city, many fully armed people resembling those in alloy armor from the Jealous Consortiums began advancing toward one of the resource points, the supermarket.
Jian Qiu was not good at combat, and Tian Jing was the same.
For seven hundred years, they had been continuously exploited by mummies.
But the key point was, the power of the mummies, including Reincarnation, had also been taken away in the cabin.
So the three of them... had very limited combat abilities.
When they heard someone was coming, all three became somewhat panicked.
But Bai Wu remained calm.
When a multitude of Alloy Armored Soldiers, completely unlike anything in this dimension, appeared, the mummy cursed under his breath:
"They’re the elite forces of the Seven Consortiums, the Sons of Order!"
Bai Wu had seen the Sons of Order before, but the ones on the second layer were rather average in strength.
Upon reaching the third layer of the Well World, these Sons of Order became extremely terrifying.
Jian Qiu said:
"We... might not be able to get away this time."
Bai Wu thought about it... and indeed, the mummy had not actually engaged with his future self.
Since Jian Qiu and Tian Jing had been in first class the whole time, it was no wonder they felt afraid.
Bai Wu’s eyes revealed what he knew about these Sons of Order, and seeing the scorn for Yan with mocking eyes, he felt quite reassured:
"Just try to evade as best as you can, although they most likely..."
Before Bai Wu had finished speaking, Jian Qiu, Tian Jing, and the mummy had yet to hear the end of his words when Bai Wu’s figure disappeared.
All these Sons of Order, each holding heavy firepower weapons, were hovering above the supermarket.
Seventy or eighty of them, even for a very strong Evil Fallen, would be annihilated by this group of Sons of Order working together.
But as they saw the "outsider" disappear in an instant, their lives had actually already begun to end.
"Most likely, they won’t be able to fire and attack you."
Bai Wu’s voice came from all around, elusive to the extreme, just like his figure.
A silver greatsword and longsword flitted like the twirling sleeves of a dancing girl, no longer leaving straight hacking scars, instead, silver arcs appeared supple and winding.
It was like the furious bloom of a calligraphy brush on paper.
The constantly flickering figure between heaven and earth, elusive voice, and traces of cutting that held both force and suppleness, caused these, alloy armored soldiers to be continuously slain in an instant.
When Bai Wu’s figure reappeared in front of the three, Jian Qiu, Tian Jing, and the mummy all looked at the scene before them in astonishment.
An entire team capable of destroying a camp... gone in an instant?
Jian Qiu recalled that when she first encountered Bai Wu on the death flight, she vaguely remembered the cries for "Captain, save me."
Bai Wu now was somewhat too powerful.
Not a single Son of Order survived outside the supermarket.
All the Sons of Order were decapitated or cut in half.
Their deaths would have a minimal impact on the real world, but Bai Wu didn’t care about that.
The ground was covered with smoldering alloy wreckage, and Bai Wu said:
"I guess I’ve made quite the impression now, having killed quite a few from the Seventh Consortiums. Next, we’ll gather the resources and head to the camp you mentioned."
The airplane trio quickly accepted the setup that Bai Wu was a superhuman.
Inside, the mummy reflected: Brother was also very powerful back in the day, brother even had Reincarnation, if only I still had my strength from back then...
In the following time, several people collected quite a bit of food and water, the mummy, Jian Qiu, and Tian Jing, all carried sacks.
When the three of them returned with Bai Wu, Bai Wu didn’t carry anything because he had a storage bag.
Bai Wu now understood why storage bags, which could be deposited in the Eternal Bank, were so useful.
This Spirit Possession item was incredibly useful on the third layer.
The mummy held a sack full of water and food.
Jian Qiu went empty-handed, because Tian Jing, not wanting the goddess to be burdened, carried two sacks of water and food.
...
...
The next morning.
In a midst of a rocky Stone Forest, Bai Wu and the trio of flight Evil Fallen stopped in their tracks.
Even though the Evil Fallen gathering was set for noon, a large number had congregated an hour before noon.
Every Evil Fallen was visibly excited.
Because they were about to meet the overlord of the eastern region.
It was said to be the top-level Evil Fallen that even the tycoons of the Seventh Consortiums found vexing.
Everyone was tired of drifting around, scavenging through trash like stray dogs.
Many among them had been lords of their own domains in their past lives.
But now, in order to have a stable place to be well-fed and clothed, to not just survive day to day for food, they longed for a true overlord to lead them.
So they were eagerly anticipating the arrival of the legendary Evil Fallen.
At the same time, such gatherings had another purpose, and that was to exchange food.
Each person had their own preferences, but what food they could scavenge was not always up to them.
Thus, within the Stone Forest, the Evil Fallen would declare what food they had and then state what they’d like to exchange for.
It was like how some liked cake, others preferred steamed buns. Since it all came down to eating, of course, everyone wanted their favorites.
Some disliked Le Snow, preferring Ice Cola. Some disliked Ice Cola, preferring Fanta, while others didn’t want Fanta, instead desiring Green Bull.
Although it was early morning, the Stone Forest was also bustling.
But this bustle soon came to an abrupt halt.
Because someone who was not an Evil Fallen—Bai Wu—had appeared.
As Bai Wu approached, all the Evil Fallen fell silent in a brief moment.
The weirdly shaped Evil Fallen all looked towards Bai Wu in unison.
Bai Wu wasn’t phased, "A small crowd," he waved his hand, then said with a smile:
"Sure are a lot of familiar faces. So, I’ve got pickled pepper beef, braised beef, sour cabbage, sour soup fatty beef, tomato beef brisket in various flavors. Anyone looking to make an exchange? I have a fondness for Tao Hua B brand Lao Gan Ma and Wang Shouyi’s Thirteen Spices."
No one responded to Bai Wu, but slowly the eyes of some Evil Fallen reddened.
"Bai! Wu!"
Bai Wu followed the voice and saw a cat.
A Fortune Cat.
But he really couldn’t remember who it was:
"Hello, who are you?"
Deep down, Bai Wu believed there were very few Evil Fallen who had died at his hands.
But in reality, Bai Wu had just forgotten some of the less important characters.
The Fortune Cat said:
"If it weren’t for you! I’d still be enjoying myself in the casino!"
Bai Wu suddenly realized:
"Oh... you’re that... that one... Sorry, I’ve forgotten."
Fortune Cat was furious. As the God of Wealth of the gambling den and a monster that had almost touched the edges of the black zone, it had originally thought that Bai Wu had won against it by relying on his companions’ strength.
But now, without his companions and just a short year later, Bai Wu remained in his human state, which meant that he must be very weak.
Fortune Cat was extremely angry.
However, it was not Fortune Cat’s turn to be angry. Beneath the Stone Forest, many giant blood vessels appeared.
These vessels had eyes—Leviathan’s Eyes.
"Little thing, get lost. It’s not your turn to deal with Bai Wu!"
Principal of Baichuan Middle School.
Bai Wu definitely remembered this time; after all, those Leviathan’s Eyes were quite troublesome.
Bai Wu sighed and said,
"It seems I can’t escape my fate today. I’m really scared, but are you truly unwilling to exchange your Lao Gan Ma for noodle?"
Jian Qiu looked around at the Evil Fallen. Although she had seen Bai Wu’s strength, Bai Wu had moved too quickly, so she still had no real concept of his power.
What she did know was that the Fortune Cat was not to be trifled with. It controlled many terms and, while it appeared to be just a Fortune Cat, its power was terrifying.
As for the monstrous creature behind her, a mix of countless blood vessels and eyes, it was even scarier.
If it weren’t for the legendary Evil Fallen who strictly prohibited infighting among them, it’s possible everyone present would have been killed by it.
But Bai Wu... was not an Evil Fallen.
And Jian Qiu had clearly underestimated how many enemies Bai Wu had made.
With the principal’s arrival, another Evil Fallen also radiated a terrifying sense of oppression.
Potent black flames enveloped it, and its muscular body showed off the monstrous strength within to everyone.
"I thought I would never have the chance to take revenge in this lifetime, but unexpectedly, I met you here, hahahaha..."
"This time, I don’t believe you can call for a whole bunch of people to help! I will flay you and pull out your tendons in front of them! Drink your blood to quench my thirst! Use your flesh to satisfy my hunger! Bai Wu!" frёewebnoѵēl.com
A huge figure emerged from not too far away, causing all the surrounding Evil Fallen to gradually retreat.
Jian Qiu was shocked. This oppressive feeling... it seemed even scarier than that blood vessel monster.
Of course, Bai Wu wouldn’t forget him. Although he didn’t remember minor characters, this person was not a minor character.
This person marked the beginning of his association with the shelter folks.
"Zhong Xu, long time no see. Sorry, my flesh and blood aren’t for sale, but I have plenty of canned food here. Maybe you can consider that?"
Back then, Bai Wu and Wu Jiu had joined forces, barely surviving the beating from Zhong Xu.
Even his Evil Fallen form was suppressed by Zhong Xu.
Bai Wu was quite nostalgic for those days, days when he had to use his wit to dismantle his enemies, unlike now, where it’s boring and all it takes is one sweep of his sword, without moving his lips.
Zhong Xu was already in a fighting stance, but he was not the last one to show up.
"Old Zhong, don’t rush. I promise you, his flesh is yours, but before that, I hope we can profit from each other as we used to. Let me ’fix’ him up first."
At the sound of this voice, Jian Qiu’s expression changed, anger and fear surfacing simultaneously in her heart.
From among the crowd stepped out a half-man, half-ghost figure, appearing as if an Evil Fallen Transformation had abruptly stopped midway.
Patriarch of the Yan Family, Yan Zhao.
The surrounding Evil Fallen were shocked. What on earth had Bai Wu done? How had he offended so many Evil Fallen? These Evil Fallen seemed to be significant figures.
But there were also some Evil Fallen who showed schadenfreude.
These Evil Fallen seeking trouble with Bai Wu were those who believed that Bai Wu hadn’t changed in strength.
Yet, there were other Evil Fallen who knew of Bai Wu’s power; they remained hidden in the crowd, not coming forward.
Among them was one with a strange laugh, "ho ho ho ho ho," another wielding a large hammer. There was also one wearing a white lab coat, a Semi-Evil Fallen.
Bai Wu hadn’t noticed these individuals yet; he turned to Jian Qiu, who was more angry than afraid. Bai Wu knew why.
He said with a smile,
"You see, life is always full of surprises. Although in a certain world, you can’t take revenge by your own hand, Heaven will eventually grant you this opportunity."
