Eternal Night

Chapter 527 Dense Fog, Modern Shame, Little Beggar
Wu Pifu gagged several times before he came to his senses.

This time, the dream world penetration was absolutely terrible.

Even with his physical condition, he felt dizzy and lightheaded, but it didn't seem to be a physical effect, but rather a mental one.

Although the three small animals had also fainted, they were all physically unharmed; they were merely unconscious. If it had truly been a physical injury that caused them to vomit, this power would have already obliterated them.

Wu Pifu had already stored the Qiangzhi Armor into his body. There were a few metal decorative pieces on his clothes. He had put the three small animals into his body. Chirp and Big Fly were put into his pockets, Daphne was tucked under his arm, and he was also carrying a potted golden tree.

The branches of the golden tree drooped limply, and it was unclear whether the golden tree had also fainted.

Wu Pifu tidied himself up and the small animals before looking around.

He was in the city, standing on the embankment of a river. On both sides of the river were urban areas, still a modern city with tall buildings, but the surroundings were shrouded in fog. The fog was pungent, with the smell of burning coal. Even Wu Pifu's vision could not see very far, but he could still see the shadowy figures around him.

This world is the one that Per brought through, and it should also be related to the real civilization of the previous era.

"Judgment in progress... Judgment complete. High-risk exploration mission two has been completed."

"Defeat the Lost Contaminated Core, gain 1.6 million points... Judgment in progress, judgment complete, now a real individual, consuming 1.5 million points."

"Citizen Wu Pifu is requested to search for clues in this world to complete the high-risk exploration mission three."

A voice from the mainframe echoed in Wu Pifu's mind. He was stunned for a moment and immediately said, "What!? How did you suddenly use my 1.5 million points? Are you robbing me? What did I materialize!?"

The mainframe naturally didn't respond. Wu Pifu got angry and immediately started looking around, examining his own body. After a long while, he looked at the metal pieces on his body with a troubled expression and said, "There's no such thing as a free lunch. I finally got a piece of armor, and it costs 1.5 million points... What a waste!"

Even so, Wu Pifu still felt it was worth it. After all, this bio-armor could not only be upgraded, but it also allowed him to breathe in airless environments and move in zero gravity, which greatly protected his life and expanded his combat range. So, 1.5 million points was fine with him...

But it still hurts so much!
Wu Pifu now understands the value of points; these points will become essential for his survival and for the survival of human civilization as a whole in the future.
After feeling sorry for him for a while, Wu Pifu walked towards the road outside the dam. Although it was daytime, the thick fog made the surroundings look rather gloomy. Moreover, even during the day, the streetlights were still on, which showed that the people here seemed to have gotten used to the thick fog.

"So you're looking for clues in this world? I thought you'd be sent directly to the location of his civilization... But Per has been away from the lost pollution for thousands of years, so whether his civilization and people have survived is another matter." Wu Pifu murmured as he walked to the roadside and headed into the city.

As he walked, he felt hungry, a deep, ravenous hunger.

On one hand, there was the battle with the Lost Contamination Core, which seemed to be resolved quickly, but in fact, it had exhausted all his strength, especially since the time he used the Super Brain had almost reached the limit of his current Super Brain World.

Secondly, in addition to his own energy consumption, he now has an additional bio-armor. This armor also consumes energy from his flesh and blood, and even in its dormant state, it consumes a considerable amount, at least equivalent to the daily energy consumption of two to three adult strong men.

Even though Wu Pifu's physical strength was already incredibly high, this exertion still made him feel hungry, and at the same time, he gained a direct understanding of why Po had suggested he choose the Immortal Martial Arts system.

energy!

Currently, his supernatural system lacks stored energy to power his powerful physical body and mental consciousness. He still relies on primitive food, digestion, and chemical energy. Compared to ordinary people, this only improves the digestion and utilization rate, but in essence, the way he obtains energy has not changed much.

He was not familiar with the Star River lineage in the True Martial Civilization. As far as the True Martial lineage was concerned, it cultivated both body and spirit. The cultivation of body was the path of the Ghost Immortal, which focused on training the spirit and consciousness and purifying the spirit and consciousness into thoughts. Before reaching the Thunder Tribulation Ghost Immortal level, it also needed to nourish the physical body. The cultivation of spirit was the martial path of the Human Immortal, which relied entirely on food to support the flesh and blood before reaching the point of condensing acupoints.

However, the Immortal Martial Arts is different. In the initial stage of Immortal Martial Arts, one can form an energy circuit within the body and then generate internal force to compress and store energy. Moreover, the source of this energy is not limited to food. If we follow the division from martial arts novels to immortal novels that Wu Pifu knows, then even in the initial stage, the extraordinary path of the Immortal Martial Arts lineage can draw on the free energy of heaven and earth, such as the energy of the morning and evening glow, or the energy of the moon's yin energy. For example, the Purple Cloud Divine Skill in the martial arts novel The Smiling, Proud Wanderer is like this.

This is just the most basic stage. If you go further, then it's definitely a cultivation method, with all sorts of divine skills, great techniques, Taoist scriptures, and even some crazy methods... No, the last one is not.

In short, Wu Pifu was extremely looking forward to obtaining the Immortal Martial Arts.

According to Per, this journey through time will not necessarily grant him immediate access to immortal weapons, but it will allow him to establish karmic connections with them in the many lost worlds. He may obtain their coordinates, a certain item, or an event. In short, he has a very high probability of acquiring immortal weapons.

As Wu Pifu pondered these thoughts, he finally arrived at the main street. Pedestrians hurried by, each completely covered with a mask or cloak. Wu Pifu looked at the crowd around him and was taken aback.

The people around him... he still couldn't use his emotional perception.

Could it be another world of androids, robots, or a world where everyone is a lost soul?

Aside from that, Wu Pifu observed that the people around him were indeed human; their bodies, breathing, and blood circulation were all normal. Seeing this, Wu Pifu felt slightly relieved. He looked around, his stomach growling with hunger, and began searching for a place to eat. "The pedestrians' clothing, the surrounding buildings, and the...steam cars on the road? 18th or 19th century Europe?"

As Wu Pifu walked, he muttered to himself. Then he saw a restaurant on the main street, which was also the most eye-catching restaurant in the area. It was decorated in a high-end style, and through the glass, he could see gentlemen and ladies having a big meal inside. Even just passing by, he could smell the aroma of wine, meat, milk and so on.

Wu Pifu headed straight for the restaurant, but as soon as he reached the entrance, two employees stopped him.

Wu Pifu paused for a moment, subconsciously glanced at himself, and then looked at his reflection in the glass. Hmm, a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy with dead fish eyes, plus a tattered beggar's outfit that was almost nothing but strips of cloth. This appearance was indeed very strange. Considering the high-end nature of this restaurant, it was reasonable for him to be stopped.

Just as Wu Pifu nodded, preparing to get a set of clothes, the doorman who stopped him sneered, "Yellow-skinned monkey, the docks and slums are where you belong. Don't you even know where you are? Seton Street, Marsell Hotel. Did you see the words on the side? Ha, I forgot you yellow-skinned monkeys can't read."

Wu Pifu was stunned. He glanced at the gatekeeper, who trembled all over. Then he looked to the side and saw a plaque. Although the characters on it were distorted, he could still understand its meaning with the help of the main brain.

"No yellow-skinned or black-skinned people or dogs allowed."

Upon seeing this, Wu Pifu fell silent, then a sound escaped from between his teeth.

"Hehe, hehe..."

Wu Pifu held the golden tree bonsai in one hand and stretched out the other. Just then, a stone lightly hit his arm, causing no pain or itch, and even had a subtle force.

At this moment, Wu Pifu's heart was filled with murderous intent. The words on the sign represented a kind of shame that was ingrained in his blood. Generally speaking, encountering such shame meant that blood would be shed, either by him or by the enemy.

However, the small stone came at a convenient time, and it carried a martial arts technique, so he subconsciously looked over. If there was a martial artist there, he wouldn't mind conducting a cleansing of the martial artist's territory.

Then he saw a little beggar with a face and hands covered in black dirt smiling at him.

The beggar was entirely black, but his teeth were snow-white and even, and his eyes were bright and lively, with a clear distinction between black and white, as if they were shining with spiritual light.

"Who do you think you are, you little beggar? How dare you trespass into such a prestigious place?"

The little beggar approached while talking, then grabbed Wu Pifu's arm and tried to pull him away. At first, he couldn't move him, and the little beggar was slightly taken aback. However, he nimbly twisted his other hand around the gatekeeper's body with incredible speed, and the gatekeeper didn't even notice. When Wu Pifu saw this, he relaxed his body and let the little beggar take him away, but his eyes remained fixed on the little beggar.

He couldn't perceive the little beggar's emotions either; he was just like everyone else around him.

The little beggar dragged Wu Pifu halfway down the street before whispering, "Little beggar, are you out of your mind? Even if you're starving, this place isn't for you. Didn't your guide tell you that?"

The little beggar looked at Wu Pifu, and seeing Wu Pifu's silent demeanor, he paused for a moment before asking, "You're not from the Beggars' Sect?"

Wu Pifu shook his head, remaining silent. The little beggar looked Wu Pifu up and down before chuckling, "Little beggar, are you hungry too? Come on, I'll take you to get a good meal."

After saying that, the little beggar grabbed Wu Pifu and was about to leave, but Wu Pifu just pointed with one hand, and the little beggar was immediately struck as if by lightning, frozen in place and unable to move, his eyes filled with horror.

Wu Pifu said coldly, "No rush. Let me ask you, when you saw the words on that sign, weren't you angry at all?"

The little beggar's eyes darted around, and then a hint of red appeared on his dark face.

Wu Pifu was taken aback, then suddenly realized, "Ah, you can't read? No wonder, no wonder..."

The little beggar immediately retorted angrily, "You're the one who can't read! You don't appreciate kindness! Who wants to understand the writing of these barbarians! Suddenly we've arrived in this land of demons and monsters, surrounded by savage barbarians, Father..."

As they were talking, the little beggar suddenly burst into tears, and two white, tender marks appeared from his eyes to his cheeks.

Wu Pifu fell silent once more. He flicked his wrist, sending a gentle force into the boy's body. Instantly, the stagnant blood energy began to circulate, and he regained his mobility. He didn't try to escape or dodge, because he was utterly shocked. Such methods and techniques—who exactly was this twelve or thirteen-year-old child?!

Wu Pifu then said apologetically, "Don't be afraid, little beggar. Were you sold into slavery? I know the pain of being in a foreign land... I'll take you home later, but for now..."

"Let me take you out for a nice meal first!"

(End of this chapter)