TDU Chapter 244
Chapter 244 My Salvation
I tried to strike up a conversation with my {savior} a few times, but he seemed to have the cold, aloof persona, not really interested in talking to me.
But that's a good thing, right? People with cold, aloof personas are usually powerful. Although he doesn't seem like someone who can fly or do anything grand, he's more than capable of protecting me.
With my {savior} Qi Xia by my side, we really did manage to escape the room.
Though my shoulder still hurts, we got out.
I thought once we escaped, I’d be back in the real world, but the dream didn’t come to an end.
This isn’t the real world. It’s a red city that reeks of decay. I need to figure out which part of the plot this is...
Is this the {Nether World}?
No, no... it must be the {Demon Realm}?
According to how this plot is developing... Am—Am I the prince of the Demon Realm?
I have to share a little tip with you all—if you ever find yourself in a situation like this, you absolutely cannot show any surprise. Because, no matter where the protagonist goes, they never show surprise.
Read a few more novels, and you'll get it.
Whether it's traveling to another world, arriving in ancient times, possessing a famous person, or being reborn after a betrayal, the protagonist must always remain calm. They can’t show any surprise—that’s just basic web novel protocol.
See? Qi Xia is surprised, which means he’s not the protagonist. I am.
Just wait and see, one day when I gain invincible power, all of you will be my veteran teammates. I'll set up a few guilds and make sure you all become...
Ah, f*ck, it hurts so bad!
Why the hell does getting impaled by a harpoon hurt so much?!
The pain repeatedly shattered my train of thought, leaving me flustered and distressed.
In stories, the protagonist can stand tall against the wind even after being stabbed a dozen times, yet here I am, struck down by a mere harpoon.
The words spoken by that dragon mask earlier... caught my attention.
A game lasting ten days?
Wait a minute... Does that mean every time I show up at this game, ten days have already passed?
Two hundred and sixty times... two thousand six hundred days...
Over seven years?!
I've been coming here for over seven years now?!
After a few seconds of shock, I quickly came to my senses.
Most novel protagonists cultivate in seclusion for hundreds of thousands of years... but me, I've only been here for seven years...
So this is nothing... nothing...
{Time} is the least valuable thing to me.
But what does that sentence on the screen mean?
"I hear the reverberation of {Beckoned Calamity}..."
It’s vague—possibly a clue. As the protagonist, I must make a note of it—maybe it'll come in handy later.
The doctor in the team treated my wounds, and my {savior}, Qi Xia, went as far as entering that female shop assistant’s room just to find a needle and thread for my injury.
He's truly dedicated, willing to do anything for me.
Not only did he liberate me from the endless cycle of reincarnation, but he has also saved my life time and again. The moment he appeared, Chen Junnan lost his life, and immediately after, he led us out of the room. So, I am a hundred percent sure he is here to save me.
I didn't expect the night here to be so dark.
And those eight people, they didn’t even make a fire.
Although I know lighters are hard to come by, at least try a little harder! I can't bear this pitch-black environment... What if I hear that girl’s whisper again?
But... it should be fine, right? After all, my {savior} is with me, and things shouldn't be too bad.
The creak creak chirp chirp noises echoed around me as I was trembling uncontrollably.
I keep feeling like that girl I falsely accused, the one I led to her death, is speaking. My claustrophobia is acting up again.
"Why did you say I seduced that old man?"
"Which eye of yours saw that I’m already married and still sleeping with him?"
"What exactly is your intention in doing this?"
"Open your eyes and see how terribly I died!!"
I suddenly opened my eyes, only to realize that everyone had already fallen asleep.
This place... it’s just too dark!
The situation isn’t looking good... it's really bad!
In such a dark environment... even if that girl's vengeful spirit were standing right next to me, I wouldn't be able to see her!
What should I do?!
Where's the fire?
I crawled up in the pitch-black darkness, but kept tripping over myself.
I need to light a fire immediately... this is really bad...
My shoulder hurts so much... it hurts to death!
Wait a minute... death?
No, that can't be... am I going to die from just this little injury?
Wha—What reason do I have to die?
Why do good people always die early?
Hold on...
Am...I a ‘good person’?
The foolish things I’ve done in the past now swirl before my eyes.
I was the one who took an innocent girl’s life, and I even killed her parents. Why the f*ck do I think I am a good person?
Spreading rumors and passing on false information...these are sins that should send someone straight to Hell of Tongue-ripping[1]. I’ve looked it up before... if that’s the case, how could I possibly be a good person?
The surroundings are completely silent, the only sound is the chirping of insects.
I slowly lie down on the ground, and only now do I realize—I'm a villain.
So what if I’m the protagonist?
A protagonist with a dark past is enough to drag the rating of a book down.
Don’t kid me... as long as I don’t speak of it... no one should ever know, right?
So what if I’m a villain?
There’s no {Chu Qi} here... and the {Seven Evil Sword} won’t fly over to... punish me for being a villain, right?
It–It should be fine, right?
{Seven Evil Sword}...
I’ve already completed this novel in a single day seven times; I’m so familiar with its plot. The method of killing by the {Seven Evil Sword} has echoed in my mind countless times, until I heard the sound of wind whistling.
Why... is there wind?
In an instant, I felt a sinking sensation in my lower abdomen, as if something had forcefully pressed down on me.
The next second, intense pain erupted.
I couldn’t even scream...
What’s happening here?!
Some—Someone come save me... I think... I think I’m injured again...
I never imagined that after being hurt, I’d be alive for so long, enduring the intense pain as I watched the sky gradually brighten. Yet not a single sound escaped my lips…
Have any of you ever been pierced by something?
I feel as if I’m leaking air, unable to make a sound at all.
I can’t move, it feels like my spine is broken...
I’m not sure how much time passed, but soon everyone in the room gathered around, all looking at me in astonishment.
And there, I saw the massive sword embedded in my lower abdomen.
It’s the Seven Evil Sword! I’ve truly been {Punished for Evil}...
But how is this even possible?!
The Seven Evil Sword was something I made up; it shouldn’t be appearing here!
Why do the things I create always have such a huge impact on reality?!
Stop crowding around me... I... I need my {savior}...
"Qi Xia... Cough, cough..."
I finally managed to speak, but along with my words, came a mouthful of blood.
"I’m here."
My {savior} walked over and took my hand.
I need to tell him everything. Only if my {savior} understands the full picture will I have a chance at being saved.
"This... this place is bizarre... Qi Xia... cough, cough... how could this happen... this {Seven Evil Sword}... absolutely... cough, cough... impossible... Qi Xia... {Seven Evil Sword} isn't..."
I died.
Motherfu—!
I barely said anything!
Can someone tell me how the hell I’m supposed to speak a complete sentence after being pierced by such a massive sword?!
I really can’t believe this. The combination of TV shows and novels has tricked me, making my dying words sound so ridiculous!
Looks like I’ll have to revise my novel again. Next time, I’ll need to describe in detail what happens to a person pierced by the {Seven Evil Sword}—theoretically, they should be incapable of delivering their last words. After all, that sword is just too damn big!
Once again, I’ve unlocked a new way to die.
It doesn't matter. Dying a few times doesn’t matter, as long as I return to that room, my {savior} will still be there waiting for me. The appearance of the {Seven Evil Sword} in this world is proof enough that this is the world of a novel!
From now on, as the protagonist of this novel, I will be unstoppable!
My name is Han Yimo.
I shall now distort...
No wait, I don’t even need to distort the truth, because I know the rules.
Qi Xia, my {savior}, wait for me—I’ll be back soon!
TL Note: Rant goes here ( •̯́ ₃ •̯̀)
Footnote:
[1] Hell of Tongue-ripping - The concept of the "18 Levels of Hell" (十八层地狱) is a prominent theme in Chinese folklore, Buddhism, and Taoism. It represents a system of afterlife punishment where souls are sent based on their deeds during their lifetime. Each level corresponds to specific sins, and the punishments become increasingly severe as one descends deeper into hell. Hell of Tongue-ripping is the first level - where those who gossip and spread trouble with their words will repeatedly have their tongues ripped out.
Source: https://www.localiiz.com/post/culture-local-stories-chinese-mythology-101-18-levels-hell
