Chapter 61 - The Third Survey Outside the Walls Seeking Recommendation Tickets

“Damn, that’s Lu Bingwei’s Floating Cannon!”

“Is he not dead?

Or can that thing move on its own after its owner dies?”

Inside the prison warehouse, Xu Shu shifted his sitting position, his face clouded with uncertainty.

It was impossible for Lu Bingwei to be alive.

He had smashed the guy’s head in, and afterward, Lie Zhenzi confirmed that the man was indeed dead.

Lu Bingwei, a mere Second-order Transcendent, couldn’t possibly have caused a being of the Heavenly Dao rank like Lie Zhenzi to make a misjudgement.

“So, does that mean the Curse Tool could actually be alive?”

Xu Shu gradually calmed down.

It was the first time he had seen the true face of the so-called ‘Floating Cannon’ Curse Tool—he didn’t expect it to look so strange, which caught him off guard and instantly defeated him.

Damn it!

Otherwise, with the enemy so close and charging for a direct shot, he’d have had a chance to try and dodge.

At worst, even if he couldn’t dodge, he could have hit the ground and done a set of sit-ups to at least withstand the first shot.

That being said, was the surprise attack at around six in the evening during his first simulation today also done by it?!

Damn, even a little pebble has turned into a spirit!

“I remember that before Lu Bingwei died, when he was begging for mercy, he mentioned that this Floating Cannon was a Superior-grade Curse Tool.

If I spared him, he would teach me how to control and use it.

“Even Curse Tools need to be contained!

According to this logic, Transcendents contain the Curse Seal, suggesting that Curse Tools are similar to Curse Seals and are imbued with the potential for curse power erosion?”

“Additionally, from the Tai Chu Scroll, the Mystical Chapter I got with full buffs at the start can be used to inscribe Curse Seals, and the title I got from a legendary single draw can be used to inscribe Curse Tools.”

“Indeed, there are many similar characteristics…”

“After I killed Lu Bingwei, I couldn’t find where the Curse Tool was.

It turns out it had grown legs and ran away.”

“Such power, and it’s a ranged weapon too.

If I could get my hands on it, it would be like adding wings to a tiger.”

Xu Shu licked his lips and stretched out his hand, caressing the air above the Tai Chu Scroll, over and over again.

Finally, he resolutely turned the page, and amidst the swirling fog and plunging chaos around him, he stated firmly,

“Expedition mode, activate!”

[She thinks long and hard, then suddenly bites her plump lips and asks you, “Yesterday, when you came out, you called me… Gu Pan, right?

How do you know my real name?

Could it be that you already know…”]

The carousel of images before him paused briefly, conjuring a dynamic, high-definition picture: Gu Pan·Biting Lip.

In the picture, Gu Pan is holding a glass of milk halfway drunk, her cheeks adorably puffed, her eyes filled with coy shyness.

Bright eyes, white teeth gnawing on red lips, hidden treasures beneath demure eyes;

Her fragrance permeates, stirring the soul, with one glance back, a hundred charms blossom!

“Damn…”

Even Xu Shu, with his heart of steel, felt a touch softened by such a portrayal of a person.

When this rascal dressed as a man, the occasional unintended glimpse of a daughter’s shyness was already devastating.

Now that she’s stopped pretending in her quest for the truth, it was even more tantalizing.

But why, when she’s obviously shy and innocent, does she seem even more alluring than the alluring flower puppet?

“Heh, I saw your real name when I first logged onto the Promotion Drive; you wouldn’t be unaware of that, right?

Trying to fool me, huh, bro?”

You tease her with perfect composure, truly befitting you—able to resist the temptation, you’re a man of iron will.

So where did your Transcendent determination go?

“Brother?

Does it only have my name?

Ah, I mean, it didn’t leak my age, or my parents’ names, did it?”

Gu Pan seems to breathe easier but continues asking nervously, her lies too transparent—as she’s clearly concerned about revealing her gender.

Then she notices you inexplicably shake at the waist, and suddenly, a screen of light particles appears before you: the Promotion Network.

“Here, look,” you purposely cover up words like ‘Tai Chu, First-tier Warrior’ with your hand, showing her only the characters “Gu Pan.”

“Ah, so that’s how it is.” She suddenly felt relieved, convinced that she hadn’t let anything slip.

“After breakfast, you repeated your old trick, purposely opening the other Patrol Soldiers’ cell doors in front of her and then locking them again.

When it was her turn, you handed her the key.”

“We’re good friends now, I’m leaving this place in your hands when I’m not around.”

Be careful on your way, come back early, there’s really no need to level up so desperately, take it easy, you’re already fast enough,” she couldn’t help but admonish you.

You laughed, “It’s not about leveling up.”

“Why is it then?” Gu Pan asked you, very curious.

With genuine emotion showing on your face, you said, “This place is too dangerous, I want to quickly find a way out and first get you, ah, all of you, to a safe haven.

Otherwise, I wouldn’t feel comfortable leaving you here alone.

Good buddy, since I’ve already promised to ensure your safety, I, Xu Shu, always keep my word!”

After that, you strutted out.

“Xu Shu?

Is that your real name?” She watched your retreating figure, her eyes full of fluctuating emotions.

“The rising sun!

Your strategy to win over hearts is viciously effective!”

But the effects were exceptional, Gu Pan’s fondness for you had clearly increased a bit.

She now trusted you significantly more, you have become her brother.

“Yay!”

Xu Shu, seeing this description, thought to himself that his painstaking efforts had not gone to waste.

This was part of his plan in preparation for returning to the safe zone.

Still, Xu Shu had already figured it out—if what Gu Pan said made sense, then they could remain friends.

But if she proved to be stubborn, she couldn’t blame him for taking drastic measures and breaking his moral code.

So what if she’s beautiful?

If she’s disobedient and causing trouble, then she’s courting her own doom.

“It’s a pity I never played those romance simulation games about pursuing the opposite sex.

I was always engrossed in playing fighting and killing games.

Otherwise, I would definitely have better methods.”

Xu Shu sighed.

“Very good, you are truly worthy of being the owner of the Tai Chu Scroll.

Your Killing Heart Burning, with a heart of iron and stone!”

“Your heart is divided, where the Killing Heart alone occupies eight measures, with compassion and conscience each taking one measure.”

“In addition, you have a stone’s worth of lustful heart!

In your struggles and legends, you’ve been audacious.”

“The rest, good heart, bad heart, kind heart, sick heart, merciful heart, scheming heart and the like…

adds up to ten measures owed to the lustful heart.”

Nonsense!

Am I that kind of person?

I really question the state of mind I was in when I added files to the Tai Chu Scroll back then…

Xu Shu continued on his quest:

“At seven-thirty, you reached your destination.

This time you picked a spot with better visibility and closer proximity, where you could both see the crack in the wall and observe the surroundings on the other side of the crack.”

“You lay in the grass, patiently waiting.”

“At eight-thirty, the alluring flower puppet swayed her slender waist and appeared on time for work today.”

“She wedged herself into the crack in the wall and stood motionless, basking in the sun.”

“Ah, the happy slacker monster, so adept, she’s definitely not a first-time offender.”

“You’re not a first-time offender either, as your gaze brushed over the familiar puppet’s bottom, you chuckled, fully aware of her weakness, knowing which spot to hit for an instant ascension.

So you waited patiently.”

“You clearly remembered the time of the last attack from the Floating Cannon, which was around one-thirty in the afternoon, and you started your assault on the puppet at twelve.”

“You deduced that the Floating Cannon would appear sometime between twelve and one-thirty.”

“Because it was only during that time that you were focused on dealing with the puppet and, as a result, let your guard down against your surroundings.”

“You waited patiently, twelve o’clock, ten past, twenty past, half past…”

“No monsters appeared, yet you remained patient, knowing that by one-thirty at the latest, it would definitely come.”

“At one o’clock sharp, as you vigilantly scanned your surroundings like a hawk, you suddenly sensed something flicker by.”

“Your alertness spiked, you concentrated your gaze and suddenly, as you turned your head, you saw a figure not far behind you quietly watching you.”

“It was her, it was her, she came!”

“She was the one who, upon first meeting, entrusted you with life and death;”

“She was the intimate partner who sang with you all night long!”

“She was the reliable comrade who fought back to back with you!”

“She was the enchanting treasure you regretted losing after her disappearance!”

“Indeed, she was…”