Chapter 233: The Unusual Little Flying Fish
Chapter 233: The Unusual Little Flying Fish
Zuo Meng picked up a chess piece and casually placed it.
“Hmm?”
The Giant Snake, initially confident, suddenly froze when it saw Zuo Meng’s move. It lifted its head to stare at him.
“You made your move.”
“Did I ever claim to be just an observer?” Zuo Meng replied with a faint smile as the Giant Snake’s expression darkened.
Ku had his schemes, the Giant Snake its counterplays.
These two knew each other too well. Every golden finger Ku planted in his disciples had been foreseen by the serpent. None who entered through reincarnation escaped the Giant Snake’s web. Ku’s golden fingers became weaknesses instead of aids, turned against their bearers. Only Ye Chen differed – besides Ku’s golden finger, he carried Zuo Meng’s hidden touch. A power beyond the serpent’s comprehension.
“You want the world too? How laughable. That fool Ku thought you his ally…”
Now the Giant Snake saw Zuo Meng’s true aim.
Ku never imagined his supposed helper would covet everything – child’s choices were for small worlds. After witnessing the Celestial Realm, Zuo Meng planned his grand play. Success would vault his world from Great World to Celestial Realm overnight, granting him true foothold in chaos beyond source radiation.
“He’s no fool. Just desperate.”
Empty promises bought help any gambler would take. Ku had nothing left to lose.
“Prove your capability then. Mind your pieces don’t die.”
The Giant Snake ceased talking and made its countermove.
The chess game truly began.
Elsewhere, sweat beaded on Ku’s brow.
Invading the world differed completely from his plans. During his absence, the Giant Snake had rewritten rules. His power waned – fighting the altered world while weaving threads of fate overwhelmed him. He’d lost control: his disciples’ futures, even Zuo Meng’s pupil, slipped through his fingers.
“Why? Time! How’s such massive temporal alteration possible?”
Lost control shattered plans. Established threads of fate tangled. Heavenly secrets disordered – calamity approached. The great calamity: when fixed paths broke, high-positioned Dao big shots found themselves blocked by equal forces. For world’s inhabitants, this meant dangerous transcendence opportunities.
Ye Chen knew nothing of calamities.
His previous world escape involved only a small world with fighting spirit rules. Even Zuo Meng’s altered heavenly book power stemmed from Fighting World’s laws – thus his thrifty master lacked full understanding. Awakening directly as creator, Zuo Meng never experienced mortal lives. Different perspectives bred different methods.
When the dragon’s claw descended, the world froze.
Time itself seemed to pause.
Then…
BOOM!
Blankness. Ye Chen’s consciousness scattered, drifting endlessly.
Why this outcome?
Baffled, he wondered why his master hadn’t intervened against this overwhelming force. This world granted no growth time. Eventually, clarity returned – he found himself in an unfamiliar realm.
Azure skies, white clouds, an antiquated city.
“Transmigration? Or Rebirth?”
One moment at a class reunion, the next here. What madness was this world?
“Dragon Gate? Wang Yuluo?”
Ye Chen quickly spotted familiar figures in this foreign city. These were his classmates from this lifetime – the two who’d stayed with him at the restaurant earlier. Something felt off though; Longmen and Wang Yuluo showed no recollection of past events, casually chatting until his voice startled them.
“Ye Chen!”
“You’re back?”
Longmen bounded over eagerly, slapping Ye Chen’s shoulder in their usual greeting, while Wang Yuluo nodded with a smile.
“Do you two… remember anything?”
Ye Chen ventured.
Their memories held no traces of the class reunion. To them, Ye Chen was simply their childhood friend from Green City. They’d gone their separate ways pursuing dreams – he becoming an adventurer while they stayed as academy instructors.
Though Green City appeared ancient, its technology surpassed anything from Ye Chen’s previous life. They’d fully entered the interstellar era, with the city’s appearance preserved for historical reasons. Ye Chen didn’t press for details – this world felt too bizarre.
“Adventuring rot your brain? Six years gone, and we’d never know you were coming if you hadn’t called!” Longmen joked, shoving his shoulder.
“Let’s eat and hear your stories,” Wang Yuluo suggested.
Ye Chen’s blood ran cold.
What was that dragon? How did its attack rewrite their memories?
White light flashed at the city center. A man in white shorts materialized.
“Worth every coin of that 100k beta account!”
The shameless newcomer gaped at his surroundings.
“Damn, this feels real!”
Little Flying Fish’s eyes locked onto Wang Yuluo.
“Hot NPC! Let’s see if this city’s got adult features!”
He lunged for her.
Bang!
White light consumed him.
“Let’s go,” Wang Yuluo said flatly.
“But that man…”
“Just Otherworlders. Harmless crazies,” Longmen waved. “They respawn quickly.”
Ye Chen noted their calmness. If memories could reset, altering perceptions was easy. What mattered was the floating ID above white shorts guy – [Little Flying Fish].