The old man you see with your phone is highly suspicious.

"You can do it." I don't know where his confidence came from, but he was many times more confident than Xue Dinglu himself.

"No, I can't, I'm sure I'll die..." Before Xue Dinglu could finish speaking, the Death Knight swung his greatsword, and the strong wind felt like a knife cutting through Xue Dinglu's face, causing it to twitch.

He used all his strength to pull out the rune sword, performing an undead roll to barely dodge it. This simple swing made his hands holding the sword tremble.

Opposite them was a death knight nearly three meters tall, clad in heavy armor and wielding a two-meter-long greatsword, his total weight definitely exceeding two tons.

He was a 1.8-meter-tall college student who had never had any real combat training, weighed 70 kilograms, and was wielding a long sword that was just over a meter long.

Even disregarding superhuman strength, the sheer scale of the attack is absurd, like him facing a jeep head-on.

Will it win?

It's sealed shut!

"Don't run! Face the Death Knight head-on!" the old undead roared, a bone cane appearing in his hand. "I'll teach you the essence of Imperial swordsmanship now: it's about killing your enemy with everything you have!"

……

Xue Dinglu didn't know how much time had passed in his consciousness space; he even felt numb.

He almost forgot he was a prospective college student; he just desperately ran away, swung his sword, and fought back...

After being killed countless times and hit countless times with a cane, he was finally able to exchange a few blows with the Death Knight.

Then came the incantation of divine spells, the only one he learned: Holy Light!

In short, it's a divine spell that only emits light, without any additional effects. It's a very basic divine spell, and within the Empire, it's merely a spell for illumination.

It has a certain repelling effect on the dead, but it does no harm; it's similar to how humans repel the smell of foul odors.

However, after an unknown amount of time had passed in this consciousness space, Xue Luding suddenly had a brilliant idea. He modified the Holy Light spell to a certain extent, turning it into a high-explosive flashbang.

It can unleash a light intensity of millions of lumens in an instant, a level that can burn the retinas of ordinary people even with their eyes closed.

“The 911th time,” the old ghost said.

Xue Dinglu picked up the rune sword, assumed a standard Imperial swordsmanship stance, and faced the nearly three-meter-tall death knight.

His steps became steady, and his gaze became focused.

"Roar!"

The Death Knight charged in, wielding a massive sword weighing hundreds of kilograms, and Xue Dalu made no attempt to stop him.

Countless times he tried to block the attack with his rune sword, but without exception he was crushed to death. To him, the Death Knight's sword swing was no different from a steamroller falling from the sky and hitting him.

As the undead rolled around, he began to chant, and then a ball of light that seemed to be constantly spinning appeared in his hand.

"Holy Light!"

He hurled the small orb of light, which then exploded in front of the Death Knight. The intense holy light caused the Death Knight to stagger backward.

The runic sword that fell from the sky pierced the Death Knight's empty eye socket. Xue Lude hung on the sword and quickly chanted in Imperial language.

"Holy Light!"

A pure white orb of light was forcefully shoved into the Death Knight's eye socket, and the next moment, intense light exploded inside the Death Knight's skull.

Xue Dinglu nimbly jumped down and rolled on the spot, dodging the Death Knight's dying counterattack.

After his 911th death, Xue Law finally killed the hero-level Death Knight.

"I knew I hadn't misjudged you, kid!" The old undead seemed to be extremely excited, and Xue Lude could hear a tremor in his hoarse and frantic words.

"Take a day's rest. Tomorrow, join me in crushing the empire! Hahahaha!"

and many more……

Xue looked at the time above the old ghost's head and found that the time was frozen at 3 days and 8 hours.

Something's not right. Although he didn't notice the change in time later on, it shouldn't have been only a dozen hours; at the very least, several months should have passed in his perception.

Xue Dinglu opened his eyes. It was already broad daylight; it was noon. He quickly picked up his phone.

"I slept for 12 hours..." Xue Dinglu stared at the time in astonishment. He had died more than 900 times in the consciousness space, so it was impossible that only 12 hours had passed!

“With 100 times the acceleration of consciousness, only half a day has passed outside, but here, you have truly undergone 50 days of training.” The old undead’s voice rang out, accompanied by a strange “hehehe” laugh.

"You are now comparable to an elite warrior of the Empire, meeting my requirements."

"Although it is still as weak as an insect, it has met the basic requirements."

Xue Dinglu listened to the incessant chatter and fell silent.

Ignoring the buzzing in his mind, he stretched out his hand and chanted in the Imperial language he had learned, "Holy Light!"

The blazing ball of light spun in his hand, and Xue Lude stared intently at it, his pupils flashing with a peculiar light.

On Earth, in his home planet, he successfully achieved his dream!

Chapter 3 The Old Man Addicted to Tokusatsu Dramas

Xue Dinglu stared blankly at the ball of light in his hand. Although he had released it countless times in his consciousness space, he still felt an indescribable joy welling up in his heart.

He had truly mastered a "magic" from another world!

"Hey kid! Are you even listening to me? You're a born evil brat! I'm coming right now..."

"Alright, old man, what do you have to say?" Xue Dinglu interrupted the old undead's next tirade.

Although they hadn't known each other for long, Xue Dinglu knew exactly what kind of nonsense he was going to spout the moment he opened his mouth.

"Find me some information about your world. I want to learn about it," the old undead snorted in his mind.

Xue Dinglu stood up, feeling not the relief of a good night's sleep, but utterly exhausted.

After being beaten and educated by a jeep-like death knight and a cane in the consciousness space for dozens of days, he only felt mentally exhausted.

However, considering the old undead's request, he casually opened the website.

He was going to find some documentaries, but then he thought that those documentaries required a certain level of knowledge and would be a bit too stimulating for the old man's mind. He decided to find some wholesome and harmonious content to appease the old man instead.

After he finished speaking, he entered the children's area and immediately saw the most eye-catching content.

Ultraman Tiga

Okay, that's all.

After setting the playback speed to double, he said to the old undead, "You can watch it slowly, I'm just going to take a nap."

“No problem, just look at the light and shadow, I can see it,” the old ghost said.

Xue Dinglu yawned and drifted off to sleep again.

Even as he slept, his eyes were still slightly narrowed, as if he were carefully observing everything on the computer screen.

Seeing the plane soaring into the sky, the monster that was countless times more powerful than a dragon, and the giant born from the light, the old man in the consciousness space was utterly astonished.

"What kind of world is this?!"

The old undead's pupils, glowing with ghostly light, revealed confusion and bewilderment... and then its interest in this world gradually increased.

In this strange and wonderful world, he watched "Ultraman Tiga" very seriously, seemingly wanting to truly understand this new world...

……

When Xue Dinglu woke up, it was already evening. He opened his eyes and saw that the computer had already played the last episode of Ultraman Tiga, the part where he turned into a stone statue.

"Come on, you have to win! You're Ultraman, how can you lose to this beast! Daigo, what's with that look on your face? Get up!"

The old man's gritted teeth and screams echoed in my mind.

A question mark appears above Xue's Law.

Old Deng, you're getting a little too hot-blooded.

He was just doing it for fun, thinking he'd show Old Deng something harmonious and loving, but he didn't expect the old man to be so engrossed in it that he didn't even realize when Xue Dinglu woke up.

And at the moment he saw all the children turn into light and surge into the sea, Xue Dinglu could hear the old man's excited shouts, the sound of chains, and that hoarse "Stand up!"

I advised the old man not to get too agitated!

Even though he was bound by chains, the old man struck the same charging-up pose as Ultraman in the video.

The evil god Gatanothor was defeated, the world was saved, and finally, as the credits rolled, the old ghost remained silent, only a long sigh echoing through the air.

It sounded like loneliness, or perhaps a sigh.

"Hey, old man, what's wrong?" Xue Dinglu asked.

"Uh, you're awake!" The old man seemed to only then realize that Xue Dinglu had woken up, and coughed awkwardly.

Xue didn't bring up what he had just said, for fear of embarrassing the old man, as older people are very concerned about saving face.

As Xue Dinglu began to get busy, the old undead seemed to have been thinking for a long time.

Actually, he had wanted to ask this for a long time. Xue's cell phone, computer, gas stove, refrigerator... all of these were new things to him.

But he didn't understand this world before, but after today, he has a complete understanding of it, which has made him curious about many more things.

"Kid, the year Tiga left, did you become one of those lights?" the old man suddenly asked.

Xue Dinglu's expression turned strange for a moment, but he just coughed lightly and said somewhat awkwardly, "Yes, that year, I was only eight years old..."

"No wonder...no wonder..." The old man kept muttering to himself, sometimes crying and sometimes laughing, leaving Xue Dinglu completely baffled.

After a long while, Xue Dinglu finished his work and finally heard the old man's voice: "Is Daigo still alive? I want to see him. Don't you have a plane? Fly over and see him..."

"This is the only thing I want to do..."

The old man's words seemed very sad.

Xue's Law: "..."

The old man took it completely seriously...

For some reason, Xue felt a slight sense of guilt for having fooled the old man. It wasn't much, but it was there.

"It's impossible. Daigo has retired, become a singer, married, and has children. It's not appropriate for us to bother him anymore," Xue Dinglu said softly, lacking confidence.

As he spoke, he clicked on a video, which was of Hiroshi Nagano singing.

Watching the video of "Daigo" singing and dancing with a sunny smile, he looked much older, as if decades had passed.

The old ghost muttered to himself, "That's true... that's true... but if I could see Daigo, my death would be worthwhile."