I'm a magnetic field madman

Bai Jingtian chuckled softly, waved his hand, and retreated into the training room. After adjusting his breathing for several minutes, in the room where the magnetic field suppressor was activated, the veins on Bai Jingtian's temples instantly bulged!

He clenched his fists, veins bulging in his arms, and then channeled his magnetic field power to force it out...

"Hell...Sword!!"

……

"The Holy Grail...war?"

Hearing this word again from the mouths of these guests from another world, Bai Wunan's expression became somewhat moved...

In another world, the powerful are summoned, and the final victor can make a wish!

Bai Wunan was immediately tempted!

Bai Wunan's death was not a peaceful passing away... For him, his choice to pilot the Demon God to repel the Blue Kingdom, purify the land, and fight to the death in the end was more about exhaustion.

His willingness to die in the end was both a sacrifice for the people of the land and because he was utterly disappointed with that world and felt weary and disillusioned with it.

Perhaps there are still things he loves in that world, but feeling that his kindness is incompatible with it, and that his evil is growing ever stronger, Takeo chose a self-destructive end.

But now, an unknown "powerful being" has resurrected some of the dead and made them gather together to fight each other for one wish—

This behavior is undoubtedly extremely perverse, and could even be described as an evil act.

But for someone like Bai Wunan, who is filled with regrets, this is definitely a rare opportunity!

These people were absolutely not lying, not only because Bai Wunan was reading their hearts and memories...

Furthermore, it was because Wu Nan sensed from their memories that Kuang Feng and Tian Zun were "acquaintances" of Bai Wu Nan!

Although it's unclear why the gay couple died and why the Celestial Venerable turned into a woman—these are things that shouldn't be known to the local natives, and that's enough to prove the truth of their words!

"Barring any unforeseen circumstances, that's the world we'll be heading to next."

Dr. Roman said softly, he could tell that Bai Wunan was undoubtedly tempted.

It's strange, really. Mingming Wu'an was summoned for the Holy Grail War of this world, but it's been delayed until now... The so-called Holy Grail War seems to have no sign of starting.

Is it possible that Bai Wunan was sent to the wrong place?

No one knows the truth, but for Chaldea...

To be able to meet Bai Wunan, a person with a strong magnetic field who is neither crazy nor particularly discerning, is absolutely incredibly lucky!

"Could you replicate one of your imaginary number-based stealth base vehicles?"

Bai Wunan expressed his wish directly—he also wanted to go to that world to see if the war and the wish were real!

Even so, he couldn't simply abandon this world, even if the people of this world weren't his, Bai Wunan's, people—he wasn't such an irresponsible person!

"This...is a bit difficult," Leonardo da Vinci said, looking troubled.

It is not difficult to simply manufacture a device that can perform imaginary underwater navigation; the difficult part is another instrument—the Imaginary Observation Machine: Plane Moon.

This instrument is a super-grade gift from the Atlas Institute, and it is an essential instrument for conducting imaginary number diving.

Its intrinsic value lies in serving as a compass for navigation in imaginary space...

Additionally, it is said to represent an unbreakable pointer that serves as proof of existence in the imaginary space.

Da Vinci was capable of creating other instruments, but even if the Flat Moon were manufactured in reverse tracing, it would take at least a year to complete... and that's under the most optimistic conditions where all resources could be mobilized.

This is not to say that Leonardo da Vinci lacked talent, but it is precisely because her talent was so extraordinary...

Only then can the reverse engineering be completed within a year without damaging the instrument.

Bai Wunan remained silent for a while, as he had no right to express his opinion in this professional field involving local special forces.

However, if it cannot be replicated, then does the departure of Leonardo da Vinci and his companions mean... that they never returned?

However, if you were to say that Bai Wunan would choose to abandon everything in this world to go to another world to pursue his own desires, he still couldn't do such a thing.

Even in a different world, morality and principles remain like chains binding Bai Wunan's soul.

The pain stems from the unbridled pursuit of self-gratification and the entanglement with morality and principles!

What should he do?

"Perhaps I can help you..."

With a series of silvery sounds, a beautiful girl, as lovely as a fairy, suddenly appeared at the table.

Even Bai Wunan didn't notice his sudden appearance.

Saya Aika giggled and stepped forward, naturally wrapping her arms around Takeo's shoulders and pressing her face against his side. Her breath was sweet as orchids, and she whispered in Takeo's ear with her small, nimble tongue protruding...

"Wu Nan, I will definitely fulfill all your wishes..."

85. The Dream of the Wind Clan Warrior

At first, I was just a carefree wind tribe boy.

Like many other children of the Wind Clan, they lived in this secluded place... Although material resources were not abundant, they were absolutely carefree.

I've always thought of myself as a lucky child because I have something that others don't—

He has a handsome appearance, a charming personality that attracts girls, remarkable intelligence, and most importantly, a talent for learning magnetic field power.

My master, the Martial God Mingdao, is the foremost and most respected martial god on earth.

It was not only because of his strength, but also because of his admirable character.

In this era where martial gods act recklessly and arbitrarily, only my master is willing to take action for the weak, to protect the innocent, and even at the cost of his own interests.

I admire my master, and my master has treated me very well...

As a result, my senior brother Tiema has always been somewhat hostile towards me because of our master's "favoritism," regarding me as an obstacle in his eyes.

However, I didn't care about my senior's hostility, because I'm not someone who likes to compete with others.

Although my senior brother Tie Ma saw me as a competitor, he never did anything to harm me.

But all of this continued until that day.

My master told me about my origins, but he didn't tell me who my parents were. Instead, he told me that my mother didn't have me with her husband... and that I, the Wind Clan martial arts master, am actually the illegitimate son of the White Clan royal family...

In that instant, I felt an intense sense of humiliation. This was followed by an indescribable resentment.

I am not proud of my surname, even though it is the most noble bloodline in the entire land.

I felt only a deep, soul-deep humiliation!

I've always thought of my mother as a gentle and virtuous woman, someone incredibly great to me, someone I should respect and love. But now, my master tells me that my mother is a shameless harlot…

My master then explained to me that my mother was definitely a great woman.

But no matter what, this mark of shame will always remain in my heart...

I began to be more demanding of myself, not only in terms of martial arts skills, but also in terms of morality.

I will not allow myself to become a shameless person. I will follow in the footsteps of my master and carry on the "shame" that my mother carried, so that I can do better and be more perfect.

But when that day came, the moment my master passed away, I felt as if the sky was about to fall.

Feeling lost, ignorant, and unsure of what to do, I ultimately chose to leave the Wind Clan.

My senior brother Iron Horse manages the tribe, while I set off to seek the secrets of the Hell Path, hoping that this ethereal legend could save my Wind Clan people.

But at that moment, perhaps all I wanted to do, rather than save my people, was escape from the place that gave me birth and upbringing.

Because I am unwilling to fight with my senior brother for power, and I am even less willing to do things that I despise for the sake of the tribe.

Then, it was as if my fortunes had turned around... From the moment I stepped out of the Wind Clan, my destiny began to turn.

First, I encountered the terrifying Greatsword God of War, and then I was hunted down by him because I understood the ancient texts of the Hell Path.

With the help of the Leopard God of War, they won the duel against the Great Sword God of War, thus saving their tribe and bringing the Three-Eyed Clan's protection to the Wind Clan.

I was very happy at that time, even though I was on the verge of death countless times, I knew that my actions saved my people!

Perhaps that's why I feel like the heavy burden on my shoulders has lessened a little.

Then, I set off to find the Thousand Army God of War. By chance, I provoked the Bai family royal family, which I least wanted to provoke. I was chased and killed, and met my adoptive father, Dahai, who treated me very well.

When I finally found the Thousand-Army Martial God, the news leaked, attracting the pursuit of all the Martial Gods of the land—

It was there that I met my father for the first time.

My first impression of him was absolutely terrible, because I felt that my father was the complete opposite of my master.

My master, the Martial God of the Path, is reasonable and compassionate, while my father is a tyrannical and willful man. My master dislikes killing, but my father is obsessed with slaughter; my master is reserved, but my father is incredibly arrogant…

He almost killed my benefactor, nearly trampled my adoptive father to death, and even almost killed me. In the end, he did indeed kill the Three-Eyed King who took in my people.

I shouldn't have forgiven him; I should have hated him. But when I left there and met him again, and he set aside his dignity as the Sea Tiger God of War to beg for my forgiveness and accept my insults... I started to want to forgive him.

Am I, Wu Nan, such an ignorant person?

It turns out I wasn't as sensible as my master at all; I was just someone who disregarded the kindness of others because of family ties.

My father recounted his past to me, a story of betrayal shrouded in conspiracy and pain. Even the necklace my mother left me seemed to express her hope that I would accept the words of my "father"...

I was in immense pain. In that instant, the morals and familial bonds I had upheld until now tore me apart. In the end, I found a reason for myself—I didn't want war, so I could only accept my father.

From that day on—

The Wind Clan warrior is completely dead.

The only one who survived was Bai Wunan.

Bai Wunan, a man who is never free and whose untamed spirit is bound.

Ayaka Sajou slowly opened her eyes.

Confusion was the only feeling the girl had as she stared at the familiar ceiling of her room.

The dream I just had... seemed to be about Wu Nan's past?

Achoo!

Ayaka slowly got up, the thin blanket slipped off her shoulders, she wrinkled her little nose and sneezed cutely, her fair face showing annoyance at the coldness of the night... She immediately put all the melancholy caused by these dreams to the back of her mind.

The older sister said that this was a gift she was giving to her younger sister.

It would be a waste if only I could see Wu Nan's fascinating past.

Why not share all of this with your sister?

There's no need to care, and definitely don't talk to the evil martial arts brother about it... because it's his past, and nobody likes having their past seen by others.

Of course, Ayaka, who also understands the concept of "privacy," would not disobey her sister's orders. After all, her sister is always right, and... she also wants to see more about Takeo's past.

Let's keep it as a little secret between sisters. Even among blood sisters, having secrets that only the two of them know can actually help strengthen their bond.

It was noisy and chaotic outside, as if something had happened, with some strange noises coming from all around.

Ayaka slipped her little feet into her bunny slippers, rubbing her sleepy eyes as she got out of bed... But as soon as she pushed open the bedroom door, Takeo, who seemed to have always been there, was standing in the doorway...

"It's nothing, Ayaka, it's just that your sister's experiment went wrong."

Wu Nan knelt down and ruffled Ling Xiang's hair, speaking softly in his usual gentle voice...

"You don't have to go to school today, so go back to your room and get some sleep. It's nothing serious."

"Oh……"

Ayaka responded obediently, although she might have preferred to play with her older brother Takeo and sister, or go out for a walk, but since Takeo had said so—

Overwhelmed by drowsiness, Ayaka fell asleep. Takeo silently caught the unconscious Ayaka, placed her back on the bed, and closed the door.

The moment the door closed, his expression suddenly became terrifying!

Hatred, resentment, regret! A deep killing intent emanated from those usually gentle and tender eyes!

He rushed to the Sato family's underground magic workshop, which, which had been heavily guarded, had now been turned into a hospital ward!

Waiting in front of the workshop were not only Aika's father, but also Dr. Roman, Mashu, and Fujimaru Ritsuka, as well as Gilgamesh dressed as a normal person.

They all looked disheveled and extremely embarrassed.

Wu Nan didn't speak. He simply went to the window and looked through it at Da Vinci, who was lying motionless on the bed under the guidance of state-of-the-art instruments and various devices, and Ai Ge, who was lying on the other side as if she had fallen asleep. He silently clenched his fist.

It's all because of last night.

Wanting to help Takeo, Aika Sajou, together with Da Vinci and the others, began working on the reverse engineering of the Flat Moon.