The world begins with refining skills

Chapter 539 The Boy Who Wandered onto the Wrong Set! (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

"Miss, lunch is ready, including your favorite honey-roasted meat..."

Mu Sheng and Audrey had just 'traveled back' when they heard the voice of the maid Annie outside the door.

"Understood, I won't eat at the restaurant today. Have the servants bring the food up!"

Audrey's strong, resonant voice came from inside the room.

"Yes, miss, I'll arrange it right away."

Anne responded to his words, then turned and left.

A few minutes later.

Anne, accompanied by several maids carrying trays, returned to Audrey's room on the second floor.

As the youngest princess of the Hall family, Audrey's room not only included a bedroom for rest, but also a living room, study, art studio, dressing room, and more.

In the restaurant,
Anne directed the maids to place more than a dozen dishes on the mahogany table in turn.

After doing all this, Annie came to the bedroom door again: "Miss, lunch has been arranged."

"Fine, you can all leave now. I don't need anyone to wait on me..."

Leo Deli's voice rang out again from the bedroom, but Anne hesitated, "Is everyone leaving? Perhaps I should stay and serve you?"

"No, all of you get out!"

"That's...okay!"

Anne ultimately couldn't go against Audrey's decision and left with the maids.

However, she did not go far, but waited outside the room, ready to answer Audrey's call at any time.

A few seconds later, the bedroom door was opened a crack.

A golden head popped out from inside.

After confirming that no one was outside, Audrey ignored the resentful look from Susie, the golden retriever at the door, and jogged to the restaurant.

If Anne saw Audrey looking like this, she would probably have a heart attack.

This noble lady from the Earl of Hall not only had her clothes wrinkled and disheveled, but also exuded a peculiar scent.

Anyone with a little life experience could guess what kind of growth and transformation Audrey underwent.

"Victory must have a big appetite, take more..."

Audrey stacked seven or eight plates together, carried them, and ran back to her bedroom.

"boom!"

The bedroom door was closed again.

Soon, the sounds of singing, water, and reading filled the air...

Susie, the golden retriever who had been ignored the whole time, stared blankly in the direction of the bedroom, her body trembling involuntarily.

Just now, when the bedroom door was opened.

As a dog in the 'spectator' sequence, Susie instinctively began to observe the man in the bedroom.

Upon this observation, the golden retriever was struck dumb.

Like a mouse seeing a cat, the oppression emanating from the very essence of life filled Susie with a deep-seated fear.

'By the goddess above, could Audrey's mating partner be some young evil god?'

The golden retriever Susie trembled, covered her ears, lay on the ground, and whimpered softly in fear.

a few days later.

Backlund East, a slum reeking of decay and stench.

A figure completely out of place in this area suddenly barged in.

Mu Sheng stood in the middle of the street, ignoring the probing and ill-intentioned gazes directed at him, and observed his surroundings.

The buildings were crowded and dilapidated, the streets were dirty and chaotic, and the air was filled with a mixture of urine and stench.

Even the industrial smog drifting over from the neighboring area seemed much fresher against this smell.

"This kind of place is a natural breeding ground for evil gods..."

Mu Sheng shook his head. No wonder the seven major righteous sects wanted to seal away the existence of potion recipes and the 'acting method'.

If this gets out, the strength of unofficial extraordinary individuals will inevitably experience a surge.

Imagine a group of people who are exploited, who can only earn a meager income by squeezing their physical health, living in oppressive and crowded slums, with no hope in sight.

If they were to gain superhuman power, would the nobles and wealthy merchants who oppressed them still be able to sit securely?
"Don't run!"

"Quick, chase after him! Catch him!"

A chaotic shouting sound came from the street, and Mu Sheng turned his gaze to look.

Several strong young gang members were seen chasing a boy who looked to be fourteen or fifteen years old.

The boy seemed to be very familiar with the terrain, and after a chase, he gradually shook off the gang members.

"Heh heh, you want to catch your Uncle Mike? In your next life!"

As the street corner drew closer, the boy turned back and defiantly challenged the gang members chasing him.

There's a sewer on the street corner; he'll be safe once he crawls into it.

He grew up in that place; what is a complex underground environment for most people is one he could navigate with his eyes closed without getting lost.

"Damn brat, don't you dare run away!"

"You dare steal my money? I'll chop off your hand!"

Several gang members shouted angrily, roughly shoving aside passersby and vendors blocking their way, and chased after the boy.

However, they could only watch helplessly as the other person turned into the street corner.

"It's safe..."

Just as Mike was quickly scrambling into the sewer at the street corner to escape, he suddenly felt darkness in front of him as a tall, muscular figure blocked his way.

"boom!"

"Ouch!"

Mike felt as if he had hit a wall and cried out in pain.

A large hand grabbed his neck and lifted him up.

"Is it you, brat, who's been causing trouble for our Wedge Gang lately?"

The owner of the large hand stared coldly at the boy in front of him, his eyes filled with ferocity.

"It happened!"

Mike's heart sank, and his face lost all its previous smugness, replaced by fear of his miserable future.

He knew very well the methods of these Wedge Gang members; falling into their hands, even death would be a blessing.

Driven by extreme fear, Mike's heart surged with a ruthless glint. He reached for his waist, and a dagger appeared in his hand. He then lunged at the burly man in front of him.

"You son of a bitch, die!"

However, the burly man in front of him simply swung his arm, and the boy's frail body flew out and crashed hard into the wall.

"Oh!"

With a muffled thud, flesh and blood collided with the cold, damp wall.

Mike suddenly felt as if he had been run over by a steam train, his internal organs and bones tearing apart in excruciating pain.

"Cough...cough..."

The boy lay curled up on the filthy ground, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

This is an internal organ rupture. If he doesn't receive immediate treatment, he probably won't live for more than a few days.

"Damn brat, don't run away..."

"what?"

Several gang members chased in, and were stunned by the scene before them. They then hurriedly greeted the burly man on the street corner respectfully.

"Lord Owen!"

"Lord Owen!"

The burly man, Owen, gave the gang members a cold look and scolded, "You bunch of good-for-nothings, you can't even catch a little brat. Go back and each of you will receive five lashes!"

Several gang members immediately showed bitterness on their faces, their hearts filled with despair.

After those five lashes, they probably won't be able to get out of bed for a week.

Thinking of this, the eyes of several gang members turned to Mike, the boy curled up on the ground beside them.

'It's all that brat's fault!'

'You lowly thing, Uncle Negan will certainly give you a good beating!'

The men's eyes gleamed with malice, already plotting how to torture the culprit who had caused their punishment. "You guys take him back and interrogate him to find out where those Mike gang brats are hiding."

Irving gave instructions to several gang members.

"If you can't even do this kind of thing right..."

As he spoke, a hint of cruelty flashed in the burly man's cold eyes. "A piece of trash who can't even do this properly shouldn't waste any more food."

Irving didn't finish his sentence, but the gang members all understood what he meant.

He quickly patted his chest and assured them:
"Yes, yes, we will definitely complete the mission!"

"Don't worry, Mr. Owen, I guarantee I'll find out even the color of his mother's underwear!"

"grown ups……"

Irving ignored their flattery, leaving with a cold snort before departing.

After his figure disappeared around the street corner, the gang members put away their obsequious smiles and walked towards the boy, Mike, with fierce expressions.

'No, I can't fall into the hands of the Wedge Gang!'

Fear flickered in young Mike's eyes as he pulled a broken razor blade from his sleeve and shoved it into his mouth.

The blade slashed through the boy's mouth and throat, and a large amount of blood gushed out.

"Heh~ Heh heh~"

The blood quickly spread across the ground, mixing with the foul-smelling sewage.

Where did all this blood come from?

"Oh no, this kid swallowed a razor blade!"

The gang members who saw this immediately panicked.

That son of a bitch, even in his dying moments he's still dragging them down!
"Fuck! Get a doctor right now! If this kid dies, we're doomed!"

Several gang members frantically covered Mike's mouth and nose, trying to stop the bleeding, but to no avail.

Mike had already swallowed the razor blade, which had severed numerous blood vessels.

"Although he's a bit reckless and impulsive, this ruthlessness is rare!"

Mu Sheng suddenly appeared beside Mike, looking down at the boy.

The sudden appearance of the figure caught the attention of several gang members, who were already seething with anger.

"You bastard! Where did you come from?"

"damn it……"

call out!call out!call out!
Mu Sheng casually flicked out several wind blades, tearing the gang members to pieces.

Pfft~ Pfft~
The stench of blood in the street corner was even stronger.

"I just arrived and I've already met the right person. I don't know if it's my luck or yours..."

Mu Sheng sighed and shook his head, then picked up the girl from the ground and disappeared around the street corner.

That's right, the 'boy' with a dirty face is actually a girl.

Warm, soft, comfortable...

Max had never felt this way before; it was as if he had entered the Kingdom of God.

So even a poor person like her can enter the Kingdom of God after death?

Max always thought that the gods only favored those high and mighty gentlemen!

Slowly opening his eyes, Max saw a luxurious and exquisite room.

"Is this the Kingdom of God?"

The girl nestled in the down comforter, murmuring softly to herself.

"I wonder if Brother Mike is here too..."

They should be here, right?

If she can enter God's Kingdom, then Brother Mike can too!
"Mike? Isn't your name Mike?"

A clear male voice suddenly rang out in the room, startling Max.

The girl sat up abruptly, turned her head warily, and saw a tall, handsome man who looked like a marble sculpture.

"You, you are..."

A scene suddenly flashed through Max's mind.

In the dark, damp street corner, just before she passed away, a man's figure appeared in her field of vision.

As Max looked at the man in front of her, her memory gradually became clearer; the figure that had appeared in her dying moments was this man.

Angel? Death?
Several questions popped into Max's mind.

Mu Sheng saw what she was thinking and said with a smile, "I'm neither an angel nor the Grim Reaper. I'm just a spreader of knowledge out of interest. You're not dead yet!"

"I'm not dead?"

Max was somewhat incredulous. She had swallowed the razor blade; how could she have survived under such circumstances?
"what!"

Max suddenly felt a sharp pain in his cheek and couldn't help but cry out.

"So, do you believe you're still alive?"

Mu Sheng didn't lower his arm, as if he wanted to pinch him a few more times.

"Believe! Believe! I believe it!"

Max was in so much pain that tears streamed down her face. Good heavens, it didn't even hurt this much when she swallowed razor blades.

Little did she know that, in order to make it effective, Mu Sheng had deliberately enhanced her sense of pain using his spiritual power.

"Tell me, why are those people chasing you? And what's the deal with that Mike?"

Mu Sheng asked with some curiosity.

Max hesitated for a few seconds before recounting the whole story.

It's a very cliché story: a pure white flower blooms in the stinking mud, and a homeless boy named Mike.

Even though they themselves are in the abyss of despair, they still try to help others!
A boy who hopes to change the world through love and understanding.

'What a perfect protagonist template for a shonen anime!'

After listening to Max's account, Mu Sheng seriously suspected that the boy named Max had wandered onto the wrong set.

He should go to the anime/manga world next door, instead of coming to this strange and fantastical world.

After all, there's no love or bond here, but there are plenty of games.

Wandering onto the wrong set can lead to trouble, and young Mike paid the price with his life.

"Pity……"

If Mike hadn't died, Mu Sheng would have definitely given him a giant seed.

But it's not too late now. Isn't this girl in front of us the continuation of the other party's will?

Mu Sheng pulled a small box from behind his back: "It's time to pay the price, 'Mike' girl..."

...

...

In the evening, when Mu Sheng returned to Earl Hall's mansion after a busy day.

Only fourteen giant seeds remained after the differentiation.

Excluding the previous three, he has distributed a total of ten Giant Seeds today.

"We'll stop spreading the word in Backlund for now, and head to other cities tomorrow!"

Just as Mu Sheng was pondering his next move, Audrey, who had finished dinner, pushed open the door to her bedroom.

"Mr. Power, have you finished your business?"

Upon seeing Mu Sheng lying on the bed, Audrey's face immediately lit up with a smile.

"Okay, it's all done. How was today's tarot reading? Did you gain anything?"

Today is Monday again, the day the Tarot Club holds a gathering.

Mu Sheng originally planned to go above the gray fog to gather information.

But now that Audrey was doing it for him, he decided not to spoil Mr. Fool's mood.

"There really is. Haven't you been looking for suitable prey all this time?"

"'The Hanged Man' says 'Hurricane Admiral' Zillingus may have infiltrated Backlund."

"This person is a Sequence 6 'Wind Chosen One,' and he also possesses a magical item that allows him to temporarily contend with demigods..."

(End of this chapter)