Terraria: The Digitalized Me Is Causing Chaos

Mount Hua is one of the Five Great Mountains and has been known as the "most precipitous mountain under heaven" since ancient times.

Midway up the mountain, a young man who appeared to be about twenty years old, standing around 1.8 meters tall, was looking around at his surroundings with a bewildered expression.

The young man was wearing blue jeans paired with a cyan short-sleeved T-shirt, and black sneakers on his feet.

Yang Tao looked around. Apart from the steps under his feet, which were clearly carved out by humans, everything else was dense forest.

"Where is this? Are they really doing this?"

Just a moment ago, he was planning to take a walk in the square to digest his dinner, but on the way, two men who looked quite righteous appeared, though now that he thought about it, they had rather lecherous expressions.

They said they were doing some kind of survey.

【If you could travel through time, would you choose to do it?】

Clearly, he had chosen 'yes'.

It definitely wasn't because choosing 'yes' would get him two very beautiful-looking couple's watches.

"I was careless, I got tricked!"

Yang Tao muttered resentfully, but there was no way around it. He had chosen it himself, so he had to accept his fate, even if it meant crying.

Suddenly, the watch on his wrist vibrated. Curious, he looked at it and saw that the face of the men's watch had changed.

The originally hollowed-out mechanical dial had disappeared, replaced by a black screen with two lines of text displayed on it.

【Congratulations on traversing to the world of 'The Smiling, Proud Wanderer'】

【Current location: Mount Hua Sect, mountainside】

"A martial arts drama world? 'The Smiling, Proud Wanderer'?"

To be honest, seeing the information that popped up on the watch, Yang Tao breathed a great sigh of relief.

Someone like him, a modern man, if he really traversed to some supernatural, prehistoric, or apocalyptic world without a golden finger that allowed him to become an immortal in a day or a saint in seven, he would probably be getting his lunchbox early.

He believed that there were geniuses in the world, but he didn't believe that he was one of them.

Yang Tao looked up at the end of the mountain path, vaguely seeing a cluster of buildings through the gradually dissipating mist.

Then, he looked down at the men's watch on his wrist and rubbed the dial a couple of times, but there was no response.

"This is my golden finger? Besides telling the time and marking locations, I don't know if it has any other functions."

Just as he was studying the watch, a voice sounded from behind him.

"Who are you? What is your purpose in coming to my Mount Hua Sect?"

Yang Tao was startled by the sudden voice and almost threw the watch in his hand away.

Turning around, he saw a young man holding a wine gourd in one hand and a sword in the other, with a long face, sword-like eyebrows, and thin lips, looking at him with a pair of sharp eyes.

He exuded a dangerous yet unrestrained aura.

Yang Tao recognized the person at a glance as Linghu Chong, the protagonist of 'The Smiling, Proud Wanderer'.

Hearing the other party's question, he pretended to be nonchalant and stuffed the watch into his pocket. Although Linghu Chong didn't say anything, he clearly became more wary.

"This person's attire suggests he is a disciple of the Mount Hua Sect. I have heard of the great name of Yue Buqun, the Gentleman Swordsman of Mount Hua, and have come here specifically to seek a master..."

Hearing what Yang Tao said, Linghu Chong's expression became a little strange. He sized up his body carefully, and finally put away his long sword, picked up the wine gourd, and took two big gulps.

With a smiling face, he said, "You want to become an apprentice?"

Before Yang Tao could answer, Linghu Chong continued, shaking his head, "You're a bit late."

Yang Tao's expression froze, and he asked with a puzzled look, "What? Does the Mount Hua Sect have a specific time period for accepting disciples?"

He hadn't heard of that. Could it be that the Mount Hua Sect was like those immortal cultivation novels, holding a disciple recruitment conference or something?

Looking at Yang Tao's confused expression, Linghu Chong couldn't help but laugh and said, "Judging from the strange clothes you're wearing, you must not be from the Central Plains."

"It's understandable that you don't know some things. Judging from your movements and aura, you don't have any martial arts foundation at all. Now you look at least twenty years old, you've already missed the time to learn martial arts."

"Even if you have extraordinary talent, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to become a first-rate expert. You should go down the mountain. My master will not accept you as a disciple."

Did Yang Tao want to learn martial arts?

He did, but that was only part of it. He had just traversed and only now figured out where he was. Now he was in a state of nowhere to go.

Want to be a farmer? Heh heh, no house, no land, no identity, at most just a rogue.

And joining the Mount Hua Sect was his best option at the moment, even if it was just to be a handyman disciple doing odd jobs, it was better than being outside.

"This brother, even if I can't become a disciple of Head Yue, I am willing to become a handyman disciple of the Mount Hua Sect."

While speaking, Yang Tao adjusted his state, and instantly his eyes became a little red. He continued excitedly, "I have nowhere else to go now, I only ask that Master Yue can take me in. I am willing to contribute a meager amount of strength to the Mount Hua Sect."

Hearing Yang Tao's words, Linghu Chong couldn't help but be moved, revealing an admiring look in his eyes, and his tone became much more polite: "This brother, since you want to join the Mount Hua Sect so much, then come with me."

Yang Tao nodded lightly and followed behind Linghu Chong, and the two quickly headed towards the Mount Hua Sect.

Along the way, the two slowly began to chat. With Yang Tao's deliberate catering, Linghu Chong felt a sense of camaraderie.

Under the protection and guidance of his master Yue Buqun, Linghu Chong didn't know the sinister nature of people at all. To put it nicely, he was naturally unrestrained, cheerful and open-minded, bold and unrestrained, and didn't care about trivial matters.

To put it bluntly, he was naive and ridiculous, and didn't distinguish between close and distant relationships.

Yang Tao had no good feelings towards Linghu Chong, but he also had no malice. People are made through interaction, not just by looking at them.

Walking into the Mount Hua Sect, he vaguely heard the voices of a group of people not far away. Following behind Linghu Chong, he walked towards the direction of the sound.

Soon, a martial arts training ground with a considerable area came into Yang Tao's sight.

To Yang Tao's surprise, there were a lot of people in the training ground. At a glance, there were at least twenty or thirty people, but most of them were not very old, basically in their teens.

'There are so many disciples in the Mount Hua Sect?'

He was also a little surprised in his heart. He didn't remember the plot of 'The Smiling, Proud Wanderer' in such detail, he only remembered that the Mount Hua Sect was short of talents.

However, he thought about it again and thought it was right. If the entire Mount Hua Sect really only had a dozen or so people left, then the Mount Hua Sect would already be a mere shell.

"Master!"

Linghu Chong ran excitedly towards the man standing in the training ground.

After seeing Linghu Chong, Yue Buqun first showed a smile on his face, then his expression darkened when he saw the wine gourd in Linghu Chong's hand.

"Chong'er, you secretly bought wine to drink again!!!"

Linghu Chong immediately stopped his steps and looked at Yue Buqun's expression, revealing an embarrassed smile.

"Master, I only drank a little bit..."

Then, remembering Yang Tao who had come with him, he immediately changed the topic and said, "Master, when this disciple was returning, I met a person on the mountainside who wanted to join our Mount Hua Sect. This disciple saw that the other party was a bit old, and at first wanted to let the other party leave."

"But the other party's attitude was very firm. Even if he became a handyman disciple, he was willing to stay in our Mount Hua Sect. Seeing that the other party was so sincere, this disciple didn't dare to make a decision, so I brought him here to ask Master to decide!"