Simultaneously traversing from Type-Moon

Let's wait until another day to go to the forest on that mountain in the suburbs to conduct a proper test.

Chapter 8 An Ordinary Day

In a completely dark environment.

Suddenly, a flame appeared, lighting a candle and illuminating a small corner.

If a knowledgeable person were present and saw that candle, they would surely exclaim in surprise, for it was actually a mermaid candle.

Legend has it that mermaid candles are made from the oil of deep-sea mermaids and can burn indefinitely for thousands of years without going out.

The candlelight flickered, and countless dark shadows swayed around them.

They were a group of people whose bodies were completely shrouded in black robes.

"He's been caught."

"what happened?"

"The specific details are unclear; all we know is that he was arrested in the city."

"Why would he dare go to the city? Doesn't he know those people have outposts in every city?"

"He's avoiding us because we don't dare go near the city either."

"So what if he's arrested? He's just a nobody. Don't worry about him."

"No. His eyes are still useful to us. They are eyes that can see through falsehoods, though far inferior to the Great Sage Equaling Heaven's Fiery Eyes, they are enough for us."

"What, are we going to send people to rescue us? Do you think we rats living in the gutter want to go against the authorities?"

“I have connections in the legitimate world. With some money, I should be able to get him out.”

"Will they release them?"

“He’s not registered there, and he’s not some important target, so it should be fine.”

"Let's do it that way then."

"There's one more thing, who captured him?"

"That goes without saying, it must be them."

"No, I feel it's someone else."

"Whatever. Once he's back in our hands, we'll know everything."

The flame of the mermaid candle was deliberately extinguished.

This place, which once had a glimmer of light, was instantly plunged back into endless darkness.

Countless figures in black robes silently disappeared into the darkness.

……

Shifting our focus to the city, Du Can went to work as usual today.

The journey to the company that used to require several bus transfers can now be easily completed by jogging. When he arrives at the company entrance, his face is not flushed, he is not out of breath, and he hasn't even broken a sweat.

Du Can sighed to himself, saying that with his current physique, if he were to participate in a marathon, he could beat even a specially developed running robot.

When Du Can arrived at the company, the company gates were not yet open, so Du Can ran several laps around the company building as if it were a morning run.

The company doors finally opened. The first colleague to open the door saw Du Can and exclaimed in surprise, "Can, you've been coming way earlier these past few days. You used to arrive right on time, but now you're here before the doors even open!"

Du Can smiled and said, "The past is the past, and the present is the present. A person who has been away for three days should be looked at with new eyes. I can be an early riser too, okay?"

Afterwards, Du Can went to his office seat, sat down at his workstation, and began... to slack off.

Working seriously? Impossible. With his current skills, if he were to work seriously, he could do a month's worth of work in a day. But no matter how much he does, his salary won't increase by a single penny. So, he might as well just touch it while he can.

After dawdling until noon, Du Can suddenly sprang into action and rushed towards the company cafeteria at a speed comparable to a high school student rushing to the canteen.

Strangely enough, although his physique far surpassed that of ordinary people, his appetite did not increase accordingly, but instead remained at the original level. It seemed as if he completely disregarded the law of conservation of mass and energy.

Of course, eating more wouldn't make him feel full, and eating less wouldn't make him hungry. He even felt that it wouldn't matter if he didn't eat; he could simply go to the light sphere space to share his energy, and it would return. Could this be considered half-step into the immortal realm?

However, I still need to eat at the company cafeteria. After all, the company issues meal cards with a monthly food allowance, and it would feel wasteful not to use them.

After eating and drinking my fill, I returned to my workstation and continued slacking off.

After working until the end of the day, Du Can sped off again, ready to go home.

A colleague called out to him, "Ah Can, why are you in such a hurry? Want to grab a bite at the new restaurant that just opened up next door?"

Du Can casually declined, saying, "Maybe next time, I have something to do today." He then turned and left without looking back, not noticing the fleeting embarrassment on his colleague's face.

……

He returned home.

I ate a quick dinner first.

Then, he took out his game console.

"These games are too difficult. I've never been able to beat them before. I'm determined to beat them today."

Two hours have passed.

Du Can put down the game console, a complex expression on his face, a mixture of satisfaction and a hint of regret.

"I've finished the game... but why do I feel like I haven't had enough?"

He quickly figured out the reason: after his overall physical abilities improved significantly, his control over the game also increased dramatically. The difficult levels that used to stump him were now as easy as drinking water.

The joy of playing games lies in overcoming countless hardships, navigating through level after level, and finally achieving victory after a difficult struggle. But now, when victory comes too easily, it feels rather dull.

Things that are too easily obtained are rarely cherished.

"I didn't expect that becoming stronger would have such a downside. What seems interesting to ordinary people loses its appeal to me after just one experience."

Du Can looked at his hands and fell into deep thought.

“I’m not an ordinary person anymore… How about trying something a little different?” He suddenly perked up. “Let’s increase the game difficulty by 100 levels and see where this console’s limits are!”

He directly maxed out the number, speed, and attack power of the enemies through the backend and started a new game.

This time, they had a really good time.

Du Can put down the slightly warm game console and nodded in satisfaction: "As expected, it's because the difficulty is too low."

The fun is back, but the price is that the game console gets a bit hot. However, Du Can is in great physical condition now and isn't bothered by the heat at all, but the lifespan of the game console might be shortened. But he doesn't care; if it breaks, he can just buy another one.

He put down his game console and walked out of the house.

At this moment, the moon hangs above the willow branches, and the night breeze is slightly cool.

Du Can thought to himself that a night like this in the city would be perfect for recreating Batman or Spider-Man. Unfortunately, he didn't have the habit of wearing a tight leather suit and acting like a psychopath, and besides, the city's security was pretty good, so there was no need for superheroes to worry about him.

So what should we do now?

The answer is simple: sleep.

What else can I do if I'm not sleeping at night? I should get some rest so I can be more energetic tomorrow... to continue slacking off.

In fact, given his current physical condition, even if he didn't sleep all night, he would still be full of energy the next day without any problem.

An ordinary person would risk sudden death if they didn't sleep for a week, but he felt that he could go a month without sleep without any problem.

Of course, that being said, sleep is still necessary.

After washing up and cleaning himself, Du Can lay in bed and drifted off to sleep.

Today passed by uneventfully.

Chapter 9 Plant Supreme

On a small hill on the outskirts of the city, deep in the forest.

Du Can is testing his soul skills after being transformed into magic.

He summoned the Blue Silver Grass and examined it closely in his palm. The leaves of the Blue Silver Grass were as smooth as jade, with a faint golden hue between the veins, exuding an aura of noble dignity that commanded respect without anger.

Although his martial soul is named "Blue Silver Grass," it is by no means a roadside weed that can be seen everywhere, but rather carries a certain majesty of a supreme being in the plant kingdom.

He possesses innate full soul power, and the quality of his Blue Silver Grass is already very close to that of the Blue Silver Emperor.

If this were in the Douluo Continent, once the current Blue Silver Emperor were to fall, he would have the opportunity to rule over all the plants and officially ascend the throne.

In this world, the Martial Soul Blue Silver Grass has been transformed into a conceptual form, and its supreme plant aura has not dissipated in the slightest.

The moment his martial spirit manifested, Du Can clearly felt that the surrounding trees, wild grass, flowers, and all plants were conveying some kind of emotion to him. The aura was extremely faint, but in the silence of the forest, it was like a footstep in an empty valley, with a long and lingering resonance.

They were cheering, rejoicing, and surrendering.

Du Can nodded slightly, and then began to use his magical soul skill.

All 108 magic circuits in his body lit up simultaneously, and magic power surged out along the circuits, deeply connecting with the concept of Blue Silver Grass.

The next second, the forest seemed to become even quieter, with only a will whispering high above.

"First Soul Skill - Blue Silver Iron Wire Root".

The endless roots, like the veins of goosegrass, spread wildly in all directions from Du Can as the center. These roots are tougher than steel, rolling and digging deep into the soil, expanding endlessly in all directions.

About a minute later, the ground beneath Du Can, within a radius of fifty meters, had been covered by a dense, impenetrable net woven from the roots of the Blue Silver Grass.

"stop."

With a thought, Du Can immediately stopped the outward-spreading roots from expanding.

In fact, if there is enough magic and enough time, the roots of the Blue Silver Iron Wire Root can extend to more than 600 meters.

This is the full effect of the first soul skill: it has no offensive capabilities and focuses on only one thing: expanding the root system infinitely.

At this moment, countless roots have taken deep root in this land, intertwined and closely connected with the native plants growing on the ground.

Du Can nodded and then activated his second soul skill.

"Second Soul Skill - Blue Silver Lonely Bamboo Stem".

In an instant, countless straight bamboo stems, as sharp as swords, shot out from the roots, like millions of bright silver spears thrusting out of the ground and shooting towards the sky.

Centered on Du Can, a circular area with a radius of fifty meters was instantly formed, creating a formation of ten thousand spears.