MMORPG: War God, You are Invincible Again
Chapter 227 - 214: Mysterious Person

Chapter 227: Chapter 214: Mysterious Person

Danni had never ceased searching for Lu Hong. The sect continually issued missions to find people, and in this vast world, there always seemed to be many who resembled him. Initially, Danni would patiently go herself to those who looked like Lu Hong, but the results were always disappointing.

Furthermore, she had numerous affairs to handle, so later, it evolved into bringing back those who knew his whereabouts. By eroding their memories, but only reading a wisp of memory fragments, she ensured no harm came to them while saving time and clearly determining whether the person was the one she was seeking.

"Relax," Danni said, her tone slightly weary—there had been too many significant events in the empire recently, and as guardians, her sect was heavily involved in many matters. Moreover, Nono’s death had left her spirit worn.

"Okay," Weiwei cautiously looked at the charismatic woman in front of her. Did she know Erleng Brother?

"When was the last time you saw him?" Danni asked.

"About three years ago."

After confirming the time, Danni carefully cast her magic, her soul power infiltrating Weiwei’s mind, quickly locating the memory fragment.

As the familiar face flashed by, Danni swiftly withdrew her power, her expression wildly excited, "It really is him... really him!"

Having said that, Danni disappeared on the spot, heading straight for Parson.

The instructor supported the slightly dizzy Weiwei, speaking softly, "Go home and rest today. I’ll personally escort you back tomorrow."

"Thank you... Sir..." Weiwei’s voice trailed off as she fainted.

Using the identity information Weiwei had on record with the sect, Danni quickly opened a portal and appeared in Huai’an City.

"Welcome, my lord." The sect members in the branch all knelt in reverence, but Danni didn’t bother with them and took a step then vanished.

It was evening by then, with the red sun slowly setting and night painting half the sky.

Lu Hong put aside his work and followed the path to the field, pouring out a bowl of water from a clay jar to soothe his throat.

Danni had landed behind him, silently watching the man in front of her.

He had suffered!

Arm severed, lame, mute, amnesiac.

The information about Lu Hong swirled in her mind. She knew the man before her was beaten down by reality and might never rise again.

"Lu Hong," Danni called softly.

Lu Hong, acting as if he hadn’t heard, still stared blankly at the setting sun.

After a long while, Danni spoke again, "Nono is dead."

Still, there was no reaction from Lu Hong.

Suddenly, Danni smiled like a blooming flower, stunningly beautiful, "No one will bother you, I promise," she said and then drifted away.

Danni had realized she couldn’t heal the wounds Lu Hong bore, and forcefully bringing him back to divine grace would accomplish what? It would only increase his ridicule, better for him to live out his life peacefully in this secluded place.

She knew that Lu Hong hadn’t lost his memory. Even from behind, as a Third Transition Peak superior, how could Danni not see the situation he was in?

Unmoving, Lu Hong was already in tears. He might have held back his tears and kept his composure at her call, but the news of Nono’s death made him uncontrollably weep in silence.

Dead, they were all dead.

Nono was dead, and so were his brothers.

"Ah-!" Lu Hong let out a roar that echoed over the fields, unable to cease for a long time.

For five years, this was the first time Lu Hong had made a sound, filled with helplessness and pain.

Suddenly, a portal appeared before him, and a young man seemed to be kicked through it, plunging headfirst into the mud at Lu Hong’s feet.

"Old Guan, wait for me!" the young man got up and shouted into the portal, "When I rise to the top, I’ll definitely make things hard for you, wear two pairs of shoes every day! No, I’ll just fire you! Fire!"

Lu Hong watched the man before him with an icy gaze, as his vitality had already burst forth from his body, ready to attack at any moment.

All because the young man was dressed in modern clothes—a T-shirt and jeans!

"Hey hey hey, let’s talk this out. Let’s talk, no need to be rash." The young man sensed Lu Hong’s hostility and hastily explained, "I’m from the Transference Bureau, my name is Lei Tong, and this is my ID."

"Transference Bureau?" Lu Hong’s expression was fierce. "Was it you who brought me to this world?!"

"Of course not, transference is a random event, we are just responsible for crisis management, it’s like after-sales service," Lei Tong said with a smile. "Calm down, cool off, I understand your experience, that’s why I came to help you."

"Help me?" Lu Hong shouted hysterically. "You throw me into this world without any reason, what about my family? My sister is still lying in the hospital bed!"

"You throw me into this world arbitrarily, make me endure so much life and death separation, you know everything about me? Or have you just been watching me, ignoring everything, casually manipulating your games? Say it!" Lu Hong grabbed Lei Tong by the lapels. "Speak!"

Faced with Lu Hong’s roar and interrogation, Lei Tong responded with silence.

After a long while, Lu Hong calmed down from his rage. He had read many novels before, others who transmigrated had systems or cheats, why didn’t he have any? Many misfortunes and pent-up sorrow were finally released all at once.

"Feeling better?" Lei Tong offered a tissue, and Lu Hong wiped his tears and looked at Lei Tong. "Can you help me heal my injuries?"

"I can’t."

"Then can you revive Nono and my classmate?"

"I can’t do that either."

"Then what can you do?!" Lu Hong’s emotions flared up again. "Just wipe away my tears?!"

Lei Tong smiled slightly, "Let’s not talk about those things first, first I need to enlighten you."

"What do you mean?" Lu Hong frowned deeply. "Enlighten me about what?"

"Since you’ve transmigrated from the modern world, even without a system, you have a professional understanding surpassing others. Even if the Warrior Temple collapsed, you could still smoothly change professions under the subtle protection of the War God," Lei Tong explained, sitting down by the field. "But you haven’t capitalized on these advantages."

Lu Hong was silent, offering no rebuttal.

Lei Tong continued with a smile, "You rely on your skill proficiency from the game to challenge higher-level skills, yes, at the beginning, it let you win many battles, but you never leveraged these advantages."

"Caesar once told you that Barton’s techniques are far superior to yours. Why is that? Because he has truly mastered his skills to the utmost. You could have become stronger, but you have always been complacent."

Lei Tong raised his index finger, "Firstly, and secondly, you’ve never considered meditation. You have this experience bar that helps you level up, but why haven’t you thought of using meditation to accelerate your level-ups even more? You’ve never truly unleashed the power of the Holy Sword, nor have you grasped the Divine Eye gifted by the demon race’s Holy Ancestor, including the armor given by Caesar. These are top-tier items in this world, and you are aware that you can’t activate them due to insufficient levels, but you never strived for it. Is leaving it to fate really okay? Have you seen the young powerhouses of this world? Each one of them hones their skills and desperately levels up through life and death battles. Only you sleep soundly at night, relying on the experience system, never considering meditation. Do you realize how different everything could be after meditating?"

After finishing his second point, Lei Tong paused to gauge Lu Hong’s reaction, prepared to leave if Lu Hong disagreed, letting him live and die in this world.

"You’re right," Lu Hong said hoarsely. "I’ve been too complacent." The pain from being humiliated by Sangxi and ambushed by Piao Miao was selectively forgotten until today, when Lei Tong tore it all open, revealing that everything was his own doing.

"Is there more?" Lu Hong asked. "I want to know how much I’ve done wrong."

"Of course, compared to other transmigrators, you’re far behind. Guo Heng, for example, is much stronger than you, he thrives without any intervention from me." Lei Tong said before a fit of severe coughing interrupted him, likely realizing he had said too much.

Lu Hong chuckled, "Now I understand what your Transference Bureau really means."

"Alright, let’s talk about the third point," Lei Tong steered the conversation back. "Thirdly, you fail to see your own strength. You should now be clear about what originally made you strong."

Lu Hong nodded, "Lionheart lineage."

"Correct, your ability to defeat other professions was entirely due to the Lionheart lineage providing you a tremendous boost. Even after losing it, you still lack a sense of crisis. Bloodthirst is powerful, but ancient races can break it in a single move. You don’t even have a single trump card to your name—are you even fit to be a transmigrator?"