Life Game In Other World
Chapter 137: Relic Selection (Please Subscribe, Favorite, and Vote for Monthly Ticket)

Chapter 137: Chapter 137: Relic Selection (Please Subscribe, Favorite, and Vote for Monthly Ticket)

Meanwhile, a faint stream of energy appeared within his chest.

This was the first breath of ’Heaven’s Qi’ that He Ao inhaled with the dawn.

And at the moment this breath of ’Heaven’s Qi’ surfaced, a subtle disturbance occurred in the delicate balance of the two forces within He Ao’s body.

He Ao decisively seized this opportunity, detonating his Super Memory.

His powerful mental force acted within him, expanding this slight disturbance into a chaotic imbalance. With this chaotic trend, He Ao sharply focused his attention, compressing the two forces vigorously.

Bang—

As if some sort of chain that had been entwined around his body suddenly shattered, a wispy and illusory breath gathered below He Ao’s navel.

He stood up and looked out at the city in the morning light.

The colossal steel jungle was reflected in his eyes; the entire world, at this moment, was so silent.

A gentle breeze swept through the steel jungle, playing a light melody as if the earth itself was singing.

For some reason, at this moment, He Ao felt a closer connection to the world. The sky was no longer just the sky, the earth was no longer just the earth, as if they were part of some integral whole related to him.

If the unified whole of the sky and the earth were considered some sort of entity, then the He Ao of the past was separated from it by a thick wall, unable to touch or even observe it, unaware of its existence.

But now, that thick wall had become some sort of translucent, hazy glass barrier. Although He Ao still couldn’t touch it, he could see its shadow through the blurred glass, becoming aware of its existence.

He Ao carefully searched his memory, and then he realized that he seemed to have a similar sensation when he made a breakthrough in the Copy World, only that sensation was nowhere as clear as now. Back then, engaged in intense battle, preoccupied with defeating Najia, he hadn’t noticed this subtle, unusual feeling.

Unlike the feeling of becoming a Transcendent through Talent Sequences, practicing Martial Arts felt more like integrating with the world, borrowing the world’s strength.

At this moment, He Ao suddenly realized that he might be the first person in this world to undergo Essence Refinement and Qi Transformation, which is why he could feel such a clear sense of closeness between himself and the world.

As he gradually adjusted to this unusual sensation, He Ao sensed his body’s condition. Now, there were two breaths of ’Qi’ within him; one was the ’Qi’ he had just produced himself, and the other was the ’Qi’ given by the system.

The combat power of a Martial Artist originates from this very ’Qi’ circulating in their body.

He Ao had ample experience with the use of ’Qi’. With ’Qi’s’ enhancement, he could clearly see the energy flow lines in his opponents’ bodies, identify their weaknesses, and ’Qi’ could not only temporarily enhance his physical condition but also be gathered and used as a means to attack his adversary.

The only downside was that this resource was consumable and had to be gathered again once used up.

After observing the changes in his body, He Ao opened his Attribute panel.

[He Ao]

[Permission Level: Ordinary Player]

[Physical Fitness: 101]

[Skills: Talent Sequences 272: Super Memory (Soul Bound) (D-Rank), Basic Firearms Mastery]

[Mechanical Modification: None]

[Martial Arts: Essence Refinement and Qi Transformation (D-Rank)]

Physical fitness at 101, breaking through the limit of E-Rank, He Ao could feel his physical fitness slowly improving under the influence of ’Qi’.

The difference between Martial Arts and Talent Sequences lies in the fact that Martial Arts does not have a tiered growth process, unlike the direct substantial increase in physical fitness after consuming ’Mercenary’ potions.

Martial Arts requires gradual and persistent practice.

He Ao yawned, the warm morning light bathing his face.

The sun was rising.

He hadn’t slept throughout the previous night, but he didn’t feel sleepy at all, though his body was a bit sore from sitting and cultivating for too long.

He stretched languidly and took out his phone to check the time,

7:01 in the morning.

In his view, the countdown for the next opening of the Copy World had already appeared, 40:58:45.

Forty-one hours, that’s just midnight the day after tomorrow.

The interval between copy worlds has changed from one day to almost two days, it’s uncertain whether this is temporary or if it’s going to stay this way from now on.

He Ao raised his phone and dialed Zhang Ansha’s number. As soon as he spoke, he said,

"Brother Zhang."

Dtuu—dtuu—dtuu—

The call was abruptly hung up.

He Ao:?

He dialed again, "Brother Zhang, it’s He Ao..."

There was a moment of silence on the other end, then slowly said, "Go on, what’s the new scheme brewing in your guts, kid."

"Brother Zhang, you make it sound so sinister," He Ao laughed, picking up a glass next to him and filling it with water from the dispenser, "I am a law-abiding good person."

"No, no, no," Zhang Ansha hurriedly interjected, "Don’t call me Brother Zhang, when you talk like that, it sends chills down my spine, you know? If our friendship were a book and you searched within it, aside from just now, you’d never find the words ’Brother Zhang’ anywhere before. Calling me like this gives me the creeps, like you’ve already picked out a nice spot for my grave."

"Cough cough..." He Ao coughed, raising the glass to his mouth, "Old Zhang, who’s been filling your head with nonsense? We’ve only known each other for a few days, and here you are, acting as if I’m scheming something."

"Captain Liu."

Zhang Ansha said calmly.

Spurt—

The water He Ao was about to swallow nearly sprayed out.

So what if he’d tricked Captain Liu a few times into catching some folks for him? Captain Liu shouldn’t be spilling everything.

And after all, those they caught were criminals, and Captain Liu even got a commendation for it.

It was a win-win situation; how could it be called a pitfall?

Though it was true that those guys were the ones He Ao had sent in before, who came out vowing revenge against him.

Clearly, their rehabilitation hadn’t worked, still harboring his violent tendencies, so He Ao had no choice but to send them back for more reform.

After all, He Ao was a good person.

"Cough cough..." He Ao coughed and said, "Old Zhang, you’ve seen all the good deeds I’ve done these past few days."

"Oh, are you referring to the good deed where you beat a Transcendent into experiencing post-traumatic stress disorder, or the one where you sent another Transcendent straight to reincarnation?"

Zhang Ansha teased.

"Can’t you just say whether it was good or not?"

He Ao lightly tapped on the table.

"Yes, yes, yes," Zhang Ansha laughed, knowing he wouldn’t win this verbal battle, and went straight to the point, "So what’s the reason for your call today, kid? Your Corpse Flower is taken care of, and I’m still in contact about the Mithril box."

"Actually, it’s not a big deal," He Ao squinted his eyes, "I was just thinking of taking part in the relic selection."

"Not a big deal is fine, I can handle it for you... what?"

Zhang Ansha was halfway through speaking when he suddenly came to his senses. Sounds of him abruptly standing up and causing a clatter with the furniture came from the other end of the phone, "You want to take part in the relic selection?"

"Right!"

He Ao said softly.

"This selection is for the internal staff of the Research Institute..." Zhang Ansha pondered for a moment, "Come over, we’ll talk face to face."

——

Forty minutes later, He Ao appeared at the entrance of the Third Psychiatric Hospital in Xidu City.