Eternal Night

Chapter 528 What should I do!?
Wu Pifu is rich, he has plenty of money.

Not to mention that he could have any money from passersby just by taking a casual stroll on the street, he also has a huge amount of gold in his personal space, and gold can be considered a hard currency in most eras and civilizations.

Wu Pifu led the little beggar forward without taking any money from passersby. It wasn't that he was acting out of moral fastidiousness, but rather that he was currently filled with murderous intent. If he were to actually steal money from passersby, the way they came would be littered with corpses.

As they walked, Wu Pifu suddenly said, "The sign reads, 'Those with yellow skin, black skin, and dogs are not allowed to enter.'"

The little beggar paused for a moment, her eyes darting around, but she didn't say anything, clearly not understanding the meaning behind those words.

Wu Pifu paused slightly and said, "The perceptions of the times..."

The little beggar retorted indignantly, "What kind of understanding is this? You're so strange, and your words are nonsensical. Doesn't this mean that the poor and slaves are not allowed to enter? But it's written so blatantly, aren't the shopkeepers afraid of being gossiped about? The local government doesn't even care. This is truly a barbaric land, ignorant of manners and lacking in education."

Wu Pifu shook his head slightly again.

This is what he meant by the perception of the times.

Of course, it's not just the times that matter, but also the differences in the world.

The meaning of these words as understood by the little beggar was completely different from that of Wu Pifu. They had nothing to do with wealth or social status, but rather with racial and cultural discrimination, oppression, massacre, and so on.

On Gaia Earth, where Wu Pifu lived, in the early 20th century, his race and his civilization suffered unimaginable pain and hardship. Although they survived, the memory of that past suffering was deeply ingrained in the blood of this race and civilization. Even though a century had passed since Wu Pifu was born, he still felt that unspeakable pain from his parents and his upbringing.

No dogs or XX allowed.

For Wu Pifu, this sentence meant mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

Wu Pifu shook his head slightly, then shook his head again, and then shook his head a third time. The little beggar's eyes widened in surprise. Then he stopped, turned around and said seriously to the little beggar, "I can't take it anymore!"

The little beggar was startled and stumbled back ten meters, clutching his chest and shouting, "What are you saying all of a sudden?! In broad daylight! Let me tell you, my father..."

"Once upon a time, there was a civilization, once upon a people..."

Wu Pifu's eyes were slightly bloodshot, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Since Pangu created the world, and then Nuwa created humans from clay, through the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, from the Xia, Shang and Zhou dynasties, to the Qin, Han and Wei dynasties... By the way, which emperor was in your hometown?"

How could the little beggar not realize he had misunderstood?

His face flushed slightly as he said, "The Emperor of the Zhao Song Dynasty..."

"It's the Song Dynasty again? I'm going to kill them all again?"

Wu Pifu muttered a few curses, leaving the little beggar even more confused. Wu Pifu, however, ignored him, and with the appearance of a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy and his deadpan eyes, continued, "No wonder, no wonder! This place has already reached the technological level of the 18th and 19th centuries, while that place is still in the Song Dynasty. Isn't that a complete annihilation? And there are black people too, which means the Age of Exploration has obviously started a long time ago. So no wonder yellow and black people aren't allowed in..."

The little beggar opened his mouth as if to say something, but Wu Pifu didn't give him a chance, and just said to himself, "In short, tell me, is this civilization, with a history of five thousand years, great or not? Brilliant or not?!"

The little beggar, from a family steeped in learning, was also incredibly intelligent. Though he might not claim to be a scholar of vast knowledge, how could he not know these basic historical facts? In that instant, he knew what the Wu ant was referring to as civilization… it was none other than the Chinese civilization from which he himself was born, the descendants of Yan and Huang!

Even he, upon hearing these words, felt his blood boil and immediately agreed, loudly proclaiming, "Descendants of Yan and Huang, noble people of China, are the offspring of gods. How can the Central Kingdom not be great? How can it not be glorious?!"

Wu Pifu nodded approvingly at the little beggar and said, “But suddenly, barbarians came from the sea, from outside the central government. Relying on their strong ships and powerful cannons, they slaughtered my people, occupied my land, burned my ancestral temples, and destroyed my culture. They consider themselves superior people. They point to their white skin and say that this is the mark of nobility and superior blood, while we…”

Wu Pifu exposed his arm, pointed at his skin, and roared, "They say our yellow skin makes us inferior, of lowly blood, and that we must kneel and listen to their words because they brought 'civilization.' From then on, they erected a memorial archway wherever they occupied, saying, 'Yellow skin and dogs are not allowed to enter!' Tell me, what am I supposed to do?!"

"Kill!" The little beggar was a fearless and trouble-making character. He also had a sense of national pride and was proud of his civilization and bloodline. So he roared, but his roar was a little crisp and loud. He couldn't hold back his voice.

"it is good!"

Wu Pifu looked into the little beggar's eyes and said, "That's what the sign meant. It wasn't that poor people and servants weren't allowed in, but that people like you and me with yellow skin, and those with black skin who are enslaved by them, weren't allowed in! Do you understand? You didn't suddenly leave your hometown; you were captured by these barbarians and brought here. This is called selling piglets, selling them to work for them like slaves, do you understand?!"

The little beggar was shocked. He had a keen sense that what Wu Pifu said was very different from his own experience. He had only appeared here after seeing a comet streak across the earth, which was almost like a ghost or a monster. But what the boy in front of him was talking about was something else entirely. It was about a civilization and a race plundering Chinese civilization and race. He opened his mouth as if to say something.

But Wu Pifu still didn't give him a chance, and continued to shout loudly, "Since you're already here, don't be afraid. With me here, I'll always keep you safe. We promised to take you to eat good food, so let's go eat the best food in this place!"

Interrupted like this, the little beggar subconsciously said, "I'm very picky; I won't eat anything that's not good."

Wu Pifu paused for a moment, then burst into laughter: "Good, good, good! We won't eat the bad stuff, we'll eat the best! We'll sit here in the most luxurious place, eating the most expensive food they make! Otherwise..."

From the moment he spoke until now, Wu Pifu, despite his appearance as a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy with dead fish eyes, spoke with a powerful and resonant voice, which made the little beggar's eyes gleam and he scrutinized the boy carefully several times.

Before the words had even finished, several tall men in hats, resembling police officers, ran over from the street, blowing whistles. Before they even got close, they picked up something that looked like a police baton and started hitting the little beggar and Wu Pifu.

The little beggar was startled and was about to dodge when, in a flash, a patrolman exploded into a shower of minced meat. Directly opposite him, Wu Pifu simply delivered a straight punch. With a single punch, one man was instantly reduced to minced meat, and the force of the punch sent the remaining patrolmen tumbling to the ground with severed arms and legs. The punch even cracked the ground, its impact reaching a distance of ten meters.

The little beggar opened his mouth wide. If he were to swear to express his shock, he would have to say "fuck" a hundred times in a second.

Unlike others, although the little beggar himself was not skilled in martial arts and could not even be considered a third-rate master, his father was a peerless master of the time, known as one of the Five Greats of the World. Therefore, he had extraordinary knowledge and naturally knew what the world's top experts were like.

He originally thought that Wu Pifu was from some famous family, had practiced martial arts since childhood, and was talented, so it was possible that his martial arts were far superior to his own. But after this punch, he realized that he was wrong, terribly wrong. This was not just far superior to him, but far superior to his father.

A single punch could send shockwaves over ten meters away, even cracking the solid ground beneath it. This was practically a supernatural tale, unheard of in the world!
After throwing his first punch, Wu Pifu didn't hold back anymore. He took a few steps forward and unleashed a few more palm strikes, turning the screaming policeman on the ground into a bloody pulp. Then he turned to the little beggar and said, "Little beggar, don't be afraid. I'm here to protect you. Come on, let's settle the score!"

The little beggar was so frightened that his whole body was stiff. He desperately wanted to tell Wu Pifu that he wasn't afraid of the patrol officers, he was afraid of Wu Pifu himself!
However, Wu Pifu thought the little beggar was a piglet who had been sold into slavery. Seeing that the little beggar was stiff with fear, he felt even more pity for him. He walked forward and tucked the little beggar under his arm. With his other hand, he held the big dog Daphne. With a stomp of his foot, he shot a hundred meters into the air, stepping directly over the void. Each step he took created a sonic boom shockwave. He sped towards the luxurious restaurant he had just been standing in.

The little beggar was so shocked that he didn't even know what was so shocking.

Lightness skill? He knows that!
Impressive light-footed skill? He's familiar with it!

But he never imagined that someone could leap a hundred meters into the air and then move forward by stepping on the air!

That's not martial arts at all, that's divine magic!

A few seconds later, Wu Pifu landed in front of the restaurant. The two doormen were still a little stunned, not understanding why someone could fall from the sky. Then everything went black before their eyes, and they knew nothing more.

The hotel's main entrance suddenly burst open. The gentlemen and ladies inside were still stunned, turning their heads blankly to look at the entrance. They saw two unidentifiable lumps of flesh and blood smashed against the wall, leaving the entire entrance in a mess. From the collapsed entrance, a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy with dead fish eyes and yellow skin walked in, flanking a small beggar who appeared to be dark-skinned.

"Congratulations to everyone who has become a lucky audience member in the quiz."

As soon as Wu Pifu entered the restaurant, he started talking, then grinned, revealing his gleaming white teeth, and said, "The first person to answer correctly will win a big prize! The prize is..."

"Your life."

(End of this chapter)