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The passageway to the parallel world? Lin Yuan stared at the dazzling energy sphere, feeling it was even less reliable than the Christmas tree lights downstairs that had been defaced by mischievous kids. The aroma of Spicy Hot Pot still lingered in his nostrils, making everything feel like an absurd dream. In this dream, he had Spicy Hot Pot in one arm and Yang Chaoyue in the other, munching on pig trotters in a seven-star hotel in Dubai.
“Crap, this thing isn’t going to explode, is it?” Lin Yuan instinctively covered his head, his mind conjuring terrifying images of things exploding into tempura—burnt takoyaki, charred popcorn chicken, and something utterly unrecognizable… Spicy Hot Pot?! No way, he absolutely couldn’t let Spicy Hot Pot get hurt!
Just then, countless mechanical arms reached out from all directions, resembling a swarm of starving octopus tentacles, armed with sharp Lingqi as they closed in on Lin Yuan. Each mechanical arm glowed with a ghostly blue light, reminiscent of the electronic sign at the barbecue stall outside his community, crackling ominously as if it were about to roast him alive.
“Damn, this thing has automatic attacks too?” Lin Yuan complained. “In this day and age, even mechanical arms have learned to play dirty? My monthly salary is barely enough; if you break something, I can’t afford to pay for it!”
Nan Gong Xuan stood atop a platform, a cold smile curling at the corners of his mouth, much like Aunt Wang from the chess room downstairs who always lost at gambling yet believed she could turn her luck around with the next hand: “Lin Yuan, do you really think you can escape? This is my territory; everything is under my control! Surrender quietly, and I might consider leaving you with a whole corpse and burning some paper money for you so you can enjoy Spicy Hot Pot underground.”
While deftly dodging the attacks of the mechanical arms, Lin Yuan activated his Gazing Ability. The surrounding Lingqi appeared as a chaotic tangle, crisscrossing wildly and dazzling his eyes. It felt like his first time playing Tetris—various shapes falling rapidly made him flustered and wishing he had more hands to manage it all.
“This Lingqi is too chaotic!” Lin Yuan grumbled. “It’s worse than that time I was delivering food during a traffic jam while my customer’s wife went into labor. By the time the baby was born, I still hadn’t delivered the food—it was pure chaos!”
However, amidst the chaos, Lin Yuan began to discern some patterns. Although the mechanical arms attacked fiercely, their movements followed a certain rhythm. It was akin to when he played Honor of Kings and figured out the Gank routes of the enemy jungler; once he grasped the pattern, he could easily predict their moves and counterattack for a double kill.
A sly smile crept onto Lin Yuan's face as he thought to himself: “Heh, so that’s how it is! Your grandpa is still your grandpa; your grandma… is still your grandma!”
He started using his Gazing Ability to anticipate the trajectory of the mechanical arms' attacks. His movements became fluid as he darted between them with ease—much like a Square Dance Aunt leading her troupe—twisting his waist, swaying his hips, and spinning gracefully in midair, leaving spectators dazzled.
“Wow, how is this kid so slippery?” Nan Gong Xuan exclaimed in surprise, feeling insulted by his own intelligence; it was like a top-tier player being outplayed by someone from Bronze rank—a total humiliation!
While dodging attacks, Lin Yuan scanned the simulator with his Counterfeit Phone. The screen displayed complex schematics that made him dizzy. It felt like his first encounter with advanced mathematics textbooks—various formulas and symbols made him question his life choices and whether he had indeed learned math from a physical education teacher back in school.
"This thing is way too complicated!" Lin Yuan complained. "It's harder than the last time I tried to fix an electric scooter and ended up blowing it up! If I can fix this, I might as well build a rocket!"
However, Lin Yuan did not give up. Driven by his obsession with science—though it was really the allure of Spicy Hot Pot—and his curiosity about the unknown, he gritted his teeth and began analyzing the structure of the simulator.
"I found it!" Lin Yuan exclaimed suddenly, his eyes lighting up like someone who had just won a five-million-dollar lottery, only to discover the ticket was fake, then realizing it was real after all. "Core Energy Converter! That's you, my little treasure!"
Nan Gong Xuan's expression changed dramatically, resembling a guilty man caught cheating. She instantly felt nervous. "Oh no! He discovered it! Activate the Pulse Cannon and blast him to bits!"
She quickly activated the Pulse Cannon, and a dazzling beam of light shot toward Lin Yuan. This light was brighter than any spotlight he had ever seen, as if it intended to swallow him whole and turn him into a roasted pig, seasoned with cumin.
Lin Yuan reacted swiftly, maneuvering Lingqi to redirect the energy from the Pulse Cannon toward other mechanical arms. It felt like playing billiards—clearing the table in one shot was exhilarating!
"Boom!" A loud explosion shattered several mechanical arms into pieces, scattering parts everywhere like when Lin Yuan accidentally knocked over a trash can while delivering food, leftovers spilling all over—a nostalgic kind of sourness…
Seizing the chaos, Lin Yuan rushed to the Core Energy Converter and engaged Nan Gong Xuan in close combat.
Though Nan Gong Xuan was a tech fanatic, her hand-to-hand combat skills were not to be underestimated. After all, she had trained in Taekwondo, Judo, San Da, Free Fighting, Muay Thai… In short, she knew a thing or two about Close Combat Techniques—except for square dancing.
However, Lin Yuan was no pushover either. Although he had never formally studied Close Combat Techniques, years of delivering food had honed his ability to dodge obstacles. Cars, motorcycles, bicycles, electric scooters—even baby strollers—he could easily evade them, let alone a person.
The two exchanged blows in an intense back-and-forth battle. The scene was more thrilling than any action movie Lin Yuan had ever watched; it felt as if they were about to tear down the entire base. If demolition workers showed up, they would probably go crazy with excitement.
"Bang!" Lin Yuan landed a punch on Nan Gong Xuan's stomach, causing her to double over in pain. It felt like she had eaten a hundred chili peppers; her insides were ablaze.
“Ouch, my stomach!” Nan Gong Xuan clutched her abdomen, her expression one of agony, resembling Lin Yuan when he had upset his stomach. The difference was that Lin Yuan's discomfort came from eating expired Spicy Hot Pot, while hers was a result of being struck by Lin Yuan.
Seizing the opportunity, Lin Yuan kicked the Core Energy Converter.
With a sharp crack, a fissure appeared on the Core Energy Converter, much like a piece of glass shattering.
“No!” Nan Gong Xuan let out a desperate scream, reminiscent of Lin Yuan's wail when he lost his takeout last time—a luxurious meal worth a thousand bucks!
The simulator began to shake violently, the alarm blaring more piercingly, as if it were on the verge of exploding, like a balloon about to burst at any moment.
The base shook increasingly harder, the lights overhead flickering erratically, threatening to fall at any moment. Lin Yuan knew he had to leave quickly. He glanced at Nan Gong Xuan, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes. This woman, though his enemy, had once been… never mind, it was better not to think about it; preserving his own life was the priority. He turned and ran like a rabbit fleeing for its life, disappearing into the chaos. Meanwhile, Nan Gong Xuan remained trapped in the collapsing simulator. What would become of her fate?
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