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Chapter 474 Because I am the God of War

I am Luo Yi.

Before meeting the man named Fang Yi.

I don't really believe in fate.

Whether it was when I became an employee of that 'Chen' or when I moved to this country from the Federation.

It has a long history, and is used to describe the cracks that appear after burning tortoise shells.

A fortune teller who interprets events that are currently unfolding.

Or perhaps it's the Federation across the ocean, the place where I was born.

Those mystical people use crystal balls and tarot cards to pretend to be supernatural.

A witch shouting "Upright, reversed" to judge the pros and cons of a matter.

Or perhaps it was the "Prophet" in this mission who was exceptionally praised by that 'monster' and changed the plans.

These are the people I see.

They are all incredibly foolish ordinary people who lack a thorough understanding of fate.

Fate reveals its face to the world only when all the dust has settled.

Fate has never determined the outcome of things.

It's yourself and the effort you put into this that matters.

Therefore, destiny can be shaped and imposed upon oneself through effort and action.
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If you want to become more cultured, you can make up for the negative impact of educational gaps.

To be able to understand the words written on paper and on the screen.

Words that impose upon oneself the 'fate' of 'I want to change my life'.

They should be like me, an orphan who walked out of the federal junkyard.

Spend time learning the corresponding language.

Instead of those stupid blacks in the Federation, who are like cancer cells in the human body.

They shouted, "This is God's will, that I have been given the fate of being discriminated against, making it impossible for me to study and understand in peace."

Do nothing.

They expect knowledge to automatically fill their minds, just like the relief food distributed by the federal government on the streets.
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If you want to learn the martial arts technique from the Martial God Chip that allows the weak to seize an opportunity to strike the strong, it is neither about good nor evil, and has no real meaning.

Words that impose upon oneself the 'fate' of 'I will become stronger'.

You have to do the same tedious repetition day after day, just like me.

Make your body remember the feeling of using [martial arts], and observe those strange monsters that serve as the prototypes of [bionic martial arts].

At the same time, learn and master the knowledge required for the niche profession of "Starry Sea Mechanic" that comes with the chip.

Consider how to forge a body more suitable for the application of [Bionic Martial Arts].

And you should collect the corresponding metals.
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If you want a useful pawn that's willing to die for you.

The 'fate' that you impose on yourself is the fate of receiving a chess piece.

You have to find the right solution and understand the other party's needs.

Say what the other person wants to hear.

You need to play the persona that the other party needs.

For example, the person next to me had previously been removed from the combat ranks due to a disability.

Somewhat depressed, she even refused the help her teammates had previously given her to the [Barbarian Warrior] Sona.

I was just using some scraps.

Using some knowledge of the profession of [Starry Sea Mechanic]

And my talent and mechanical heart, which allows me to easily understand mechanical structures, reproduce blueprints, and improve the structure of mechanical creations.

They made her a rather crudely made one.

A variant limb that has reached the [Second-Tier Rare] quality.

At the same time, it skillfully uses some of the art of language.

Some experiences were fabricated.

She then became my loyal pawn.
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So, you see.

From my own experience...

'Fate' is merely an interpretation of the outcome.

Therefore, when they succeed, they proudly say, "It's just that fate has been kind to them."

It will only make you look incredibly stupid, like a piece of trash that can be easily crushed.

It possesses absolutely no charm that commands admiration or praise.

It also negates your own efforts.

When you fail, say, "This is my fate."

That would only make you look like a clown, tearing open your wounds for others to see and entertain.

Aside from making myself feel a little better, it also amplifies the ridicule from others.

There is no use.

For most ordinary people.

They will use fate as an excuse.

In their eyes, fate is about convincing themselves to accept the status quo.

It's an excuse to avoid the failures caused by one's own foolish actions and to deny the effectiveness of one's efforts.

As for me...

The so-called destiny.

It can be meticulously planned, much like a chance encounter between a man and a woman.

Strictly speaking, it only applies when things have settled down and the outcome is certain.

He's just a shameless scoundrel who suddenly jumped out to claim credit.
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But when he turned his head this time, he saw the man he expected appear in front of him again.

Although I can give it.

He needs to prepare for the [Elite Dungeon] and the quests outside the town.

Therefore, it's not surprising to encounter him in the training area for "Tracking".

This unusually objective reason explains this 'fate'.

But at this moment, I prefer to talk about this unexpected encounter and the strange feelings that arose in my heart.

It is rare to be assigned to the fate that ordinary people believe in.

Because of this strange feeling.

I've been through it once.

Just like the nameless people of that time, abandoned by their biological parents because of their physical disabilities.

I was ostracized by the community welfare home again.

From across the ocean in the federal government, in that garbage dump where people rely on scavenging for a living.

Unearthing the unknown chip that I hadn't expected to contain memories related to the [Martial God] and possess the [Martial God Database].

When fingertips touch the dirty chip.

Upon hearing the words, "Welcome, future God of War, please tell me your name,"...

I made up a far-fetched remark about what I'd occasionally heard on the big screen of federal propaganda films.

At the time, I didn't know its meaning or how to write it.

At that time, he could only vaguely pronounce the name [Luo Yi], which sounded similar to the others.

It was as if my destiny—that I should become extraordinary—rose in my mind without any reason.

Therefore, when our eyes met.

For the first time in my heart, I seriously pronounced his name.

[Fang Yi]

At the same time, the fate of "killing him will help my [Martial God Chip] evolve again, allowing me to continue" inexplicably arose.
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That man was just as I had seen him when I first met him.

He exudes a strange charm.

He ignored my gaze.

He simply glanced indifferently at the young swordsman, who seemed to be named Vaughn, who was practicing his skills in this [camp].

He nodded, seemingly approving of the other person's progress.

Then there was the one who served as the "instructor".

They struck up a conversation with an elderly man who seemed to be named Corey.

Looking at his profile with a slight smile.

Even if they disagree with him, they are prepared to kill him as soon as possible.

At the same time, I sensed that killing him would bring some additional benefits.

We can continue on this path.

And for me, who can help the [Martial God Chip] grow.

However, I must also say something objectively.

He is indeed a very likable and handsome man in the strict sense.

Whether it's appearance or rhetoric.

Strictly speaking, if he hadn't ruined that meeting...

And if I am fortunate enough to meet you again in this world.

There was no grudge between us that required us to fight to the death.

He might have a chance to become like the barbarian warrior next to me.

Those who are qualified to be included in the list of "those who sacrificed themselves for the protagonist".

But looking at him...

Do not know why.

I have this strange feeling that he stole my life.

Think of this.

I couldn't help but recall my first meeting with this man.
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My first meeting with him was probably in Chen Shu's personal space.

I obtained the [Main Character] card at that time.

I was quite elated after reaping a lot of benefits from the mission world.

He unexpectedly lost to him, who had mastered [implant fusion].

They lost the right to receive payment for treating Chen Shu's implant disorder.

This is a rare occurrence where a Rank 1 Reincarnator acquires the [Plant Fusion] skill.

It also messed up my long-running plan.

The plan is about to enter the harvest stage.

That is, to become a trustworthy core member of Chen Shu's faction, gather more information, and prepare for a counterattack.
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In order to achieve this goal.

I have done a lot of preparation work according to the plan set up by 'Chen' who hired me.

For example, that invitation to enter the [God's Space].

It was me who cleverly appeared at the Chen family's gathering.

It was specifically sold to that foolish, complacent, and shallow-minded Chen Cheng.

He was used as a tool for Chen Shu to extend goodwill to Zhuang Zhengyan.

Experience the sweet allure of the 'bait' released by the [God's Space].

This, in turn, led him to betray the country.

Then he killed Zhuang Zhengyan, who had a significant background.

This caused Chen Shu and her faction to truly offend the powerful father behind that foolish woman.

In the eyes of others, her faction became a leaky ship that needed to be kept at a distance.

Then, find another opportunity to showcase your talents.

To provide timely assistance.

Try making use of the [Starry Sea Mechanic] profession and its corresponding knowledge.

Befriend her partner, Gu Qi.

Gradually, I entered her inner circle and gained her trust.

He naturally became a core member of her faction.

Then, I packaged her and her influence together and sold her to my employer for a 'high price'.

But all this.

It seems that everything came to an abrupt end with his arrival.
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So, it's fair to say he stole my life?

I was thinking about it this way.

She prepared to search for the two barbarian warriors, Sona, who had once fought alongside her.

I've been working hard to earn a living.

They wanted to get the elusive Plague Doctor from the Sanatorium to take action.

Using unique skills, she gains a companion who can reattach an arm to restore her combat abilities.

However, a few minutes later.

Before I could even suppress my impatience...

Having found these two useless, I ended the "Tracking" training that I had been waiting for for so long.

And I don't want to describe their appearances as the 'grunts' started talking.

Plan out how to use them.

I then saw their gazes pass over me and Sona beside me.

His expression was filled with unprecedented excitement.

"That's Ms. Heidi, isn't it Ms. Heidi!"

"Isn't that Heidi, the woman who's said to be able to reattach any arm and heal severed limbs?!"

These two are worthless grunts in my eyes.

A visible joy appeared on his face.

"She's not one to refuse requests, as long as you can meet her and pay her what she asks for!"

"That way, I can get her support!"

Then, in my mind, these two were 'miscellaneous soldiers' who did not qualify for inclusion in the physical characteristics register.

Then he said something that put them on the list of "those who offend the protagonist," which made me decide how to use them.

"Hurry up, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

"Sona, you'll be able to get rid of this ugly iron hand soon!"

"We need to find a way to get to the [Bay] and obtain an arm from the [Siren]."

I turned my head in the direction of their gaze.

Then they saw people getting off the carriage, with dozens of guards clearing the way.

A woman wearing a bird-beak mask that signifies her identity as a "Plague Doctor".

Hearing what she said.

"Corey, Woyin said that Fang Yi is with you?"

"Call him out!"
“I have a request for him from outside the town, so I’ll send him out today.”

Upon hearing this statement...

A barely perceptible smile appeared on my lips.

Perhaps sometimes, fate truly does exist?

[The opportunity to kill him just happened so subtly, without any deliberate effort being put into it?]

I lowered my head and pricked up my ears.

After putting his hands in his pockets.

He took the parts out of his personal storage space and placed them in his palm.

He skillfully utilizes his innate talents [Mechanical Heart], including [Mechanical Affinity], [Mechanical Soul Resonance], and [Ambidextrous Combat].

And the [Master-level Mechanical Manufacturing] skill.

Open the bow left and right.

Just seconds.

He then blindly pieced together two expensive items from his pocket.

The [Nano Detector Mosquito] can only be used for a short period of time.

It was released quietly.

Start burning the content that Heidi requested.

No surprises.

Tonight is Fang Yi's death day.

The temporary base that the woman mentioned was where he met his end.

There's no particular reason.

Simply because I am.

【Martial God】
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Corner of the campsite.

After sensing the disappearance of the two tiny mosquitoes beside him that had been precisely detected by the [Zero-Time Perception·Super Sense] enhanced by [Silk Binding], he realized that they had vanished.

Fang Yi then signaled to Heidi that she could leave.

Then, he walked over to the expressionless veteran.

"Can we begin learning [Tracing]?"
"But should I go to the guild and buy a skill scroll first?"

Before he could finish speaking, the veteran snorted lightly through his nose.

Then a scroll was handed over.

I'm ready.

“It’s not free.”

The old man raised his head slightly.

"The 6000 [old gold coins] and the 255 [old gold coins] that I gave you will be owed to you for now."

"Now is a crucial time for you to accumulate funds. You don't need to repay the loan for the time being, but you will still be charged interest."

"Or you could come here part-time to throw targets. Although the positions are full, I can personally offer you some compensation."

But you never mentioned a repayment date, nor how much interest would be involved.

He glanced at the old man's worn-out equipment, which hadn't been updated much.

And there were many others with disabilities in their hands and feet, far exceeding the camp's authorized strength.

A disabled mercenary is throwing targets so that the mercenaries in the arena can practice their skills.

Realizing that this veteran was probably like that Woyin.

After developing the 'bad habit' of financially supporting disabled mercenaries.

Fang Yi remained silent.

He simply accepted the skill scroll and made a silent pinch in the air.

He then put it back into his personal space and said casually.

"Let me share some experience and get this over with quickly, I'm in a bit of a rush."

Corey sighed.

"What an impatient young man! He's not even willing to spend a few days, which would normally take most people?"

"Listen, [Tracing] is..."
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The character Corey has taught you the skill of Tracking.

[Affected by your talents [Extraordinary Gravity] and [Diligent Study], your specialty [Limitless Martial Arts], your character's skill level, and your extraordinary perception.]

You can pay 3000 points to learn [Tracing Lv3].

"Yes, payment."
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Fang Yi began to organize the knowledge flooding into his mind.

And look at Fang Yi, who remains silent.

Corey pointed to the spacious camp.

They were occasionally thrown out by mercenaries who had disabilities on either side and served as staff members.

The target was then retrieved.

"Being able to hit a standard target with your pistol is considered passing."

"This means you are able to handle ordinary stealthy monsters and are qualified to accept quests outside of town."

"Hitting the dark blue target means..."

The voice just fell.

Fang Yi then drew the Prometheus sword from his waist.

"boom!"

"What does it mean?"

Corey looked at the fallen dark blue target.

He looked Fang Yi up and down.

His lips twitched uncontrollably.

"This means you can handle the vast majority of stealth monsters."

Fang Yi tucked the pistol back into his waistband.

"Is that enough to handle this request?"

"enough."

Fang Yi looked at the person beside him, his expression changing from confusion to astonishment.

Then things returned to calm.

Vaughn accepted the reasoning that "Ah, he's the captain, so it should be reasonable."

He patted the other person on the shoulder.

"Meet at the guild tonight."

Then, he drifted away.

All that remained were the whispers of the mercenaries.

"So that's why Ms. Heidi sought him out?"

"He seems to have entered this camp less than ten minutes ago? And he's already mastered [Tracking]."

"More than that! His level of mastery is probably comparable to that of a [level 4] who has been through numerous dungeon missions!"

Luo Yi, on the other hand, broke into a very bright smile.

He has a [feature] and [talent] that increases the speed at which he learns skills.

Perhaps I could use [Oddities] to bet some of my own things and get some 'leftovers' from him?

Luo Yi began to consider which skills and specialties to bet on that wouldn't affect the battle.

He walked up to the department and bowed to thank them.

Say, "Thank you for taking me in these past few days. I will repay you."

Sona, the barbarian warrior, was somewhat excited upon returning to her side.

And Heidi promised him that she could set up the limb if he collected the siren's arm and raised a lot of money.

He was so excited that he ignored himself.

They were about to pull away the person who was hesitant and looking at them with a very uncertain gaze.

The barbarian warrior that I rely on to leave the town tonight.

Two 'minions' entered the 'Elite Dungeon' related to the 'Gulf' tonight.

Luo Yi gave a very kind smile.

"Gentlemen, would you like to come with me to the tavern to celebrate?"

As darkness fell, the [Guild]...

They were just talking a moment ago.

The next second, the head mysteriously fell off the shoulder.

The 'minions' turned into two corpses.

And on their chests, there were eerie blood-red words carved by their own nanobots: "Want to know the truth about their deaths? Then come find me at the temporary camp outside the town."

Luo Yi embraced the bewildered Sona.

He angrily yelled at the guild staff.

How dare you harm my companion!
"Give me a request to travel to a temporary base outside the town!"

Then he chuckled to himself.

If nothing unexpected happens, he will soon be able to catch up with Fang Yi, who has only recently left the guild.

However, the sound of loud boots outside the guild shattered Luo Yi's illusions.

"Seal off the scene! No one is allowed to leave! Investigate!"

It was Woyin.

After hearing this sentence.

Luo Yi realized that he might need to shed some of his 'pretense'.

(End of this chapter)