Chapter 13: Combat, Thrilling? Doesn’t Exist
Tang Hao, outwardly arrogant but actually bullying the weak and fearing the strong, felt a trace of fear in his heart.
I cannot die!
I haven’t avenged A Yin yet, haven’t revived the Haotian Sect. If I die, who will protect Little Three? Who will take Little Three to recognize ancestors and return to the clan?
I cannot die!
Tang Hao’s face twisted ferociously, the first seven soul rings instantly exploded, turning into energy that surged into Tang Hao’s body. The violent energy made Tang Hao’s entire body swell up by a full circle.
“Explode Ring! Great Sumeru Hammer!”
The Haotian Hammer suddenly bloomed, with intense black light surging turbulently. The massive Haotian Hammer expanded in the wind, turning into a length of a hundred meters, with a gigantic hammer head like a small mountain.
Facing this strike, Dan Heng became slightly more serious.
“Grotto-heaven illusion, long dream in one sleep, break!”
“Boom!”
A violent explosion rang out, and within a radius of three hundred meters, it was as if it had been ravaged countless times by a tornado, not a blade of grass left.
March 7th applied a blessing to Meng Huaifeng, which made Meng Huaifeng look less disheveled.
Tang Hao was sent flying dozens of meters away. Seeing from afar that Dan Heng had only retreated a few steps, and the other three were unharmed, he unhesitatingly turned and ran without hesitation, using the energy from the explode ring that hadn’t been exhausted yet, disappearing in an instant.
“Not chasing?” Meng Huaifeng asked casually.
“No need. After this battle, this person probably won’t dare to trouble us again.” Dan Heng shook his head lightly.
The difference in world levels allowed Meng Huaifeng to soon rival a Titled Douluo, so he didn’t care that Tang Hao had run away.
So, sometimes effort isn’t important, talent isn’t important, choice is the most important.
If the first world Meng Huaifeng traveled to wasn’t the Star Rail world, but the Douluo World, who knows how long it would take to gain his current power.
The Train Crew is kind, but their kindness is backed by strength.
“Sigh, the culprit ran off cleanly, and we have to clean up the aftermath.” March 7th looked at the messy scene and sighed.
“Clean up what?” Meng Huaifeng scratched his head.
“If it were in the wilderness, we could just leave. But this is a main road. With such a big pit, if we don’t handle it, how will nearby people pass through?” March 7th explained.
“Ah? We have to handle this too?” Meng Huaifeng widened his eyes.
Shouldn’t combat be refreshing?
Why do we have to work after it’s over?
“Exactly, I broke so many things on the space station and didn’t give Herta a single credit.” Star didn’t want to work either.
“That’s different. The space station was damaged because of the Destruction Legion invasion; we broke things while helping them, and if we hadn’t acted, the space station’s losses would be even greater. This is different. If we don’t handle it, innocent passersby will suffer. Sister Himeko said that even the Pioneer Aeon, Acheron, has to compensate for things she breaks.” March 7th said.
The Knowledge Base records that Acheron once drove a ball cart into a planet’s grand theater, causing the performance to be interrupted and resulting in twenty-eight Nameless and him doing three weeks of unpaid labor together to repair the severe damage to the grand theater’s ceiling.
“March has grown up, looking a bit like a senior now.” Dan Heng said with some relief. Though still a bit reckless, some aspects no longer needed his worry.
“Of course, can’t let the newbie look down on me.” March 7th, having received Dan Heng’s recognition, looked smug.
“Such a big pit, how long will it take to fill?” Hearing that even Acheron had to do unpaid labor, Meng Huaifeng could only accept it, though he still felt a bit resistant.
“Don’t worry, it won’t take long. I have experience!” March 7th patted her chest and guaranteed.
It seems March 7th has done plenty of unpaid labor too.
“How to do it?” Meng Huaifeng asked.
March 7th stretched out her small hand and made four huge shovels with Six Phases Ice, several times larger than an excavator’s bucket.
She stuffed the shovels into Meng Huaifeng, Star, and Dan Heng’s hands, one each. The four turned into humanoid bulldozers and started filling the pit.
“If Uncle Yang were here, it would be great. Uncle Yang could restore destroyed things with a wave of his hand.” During the work, March 7th’s little mouth kept chattering nonstop.
Hearing this, Star’s eyes lit up. She threw away her ice shovel and ran toward the Stellar Train.
“Hey? Where are you going?” March 7th hadn’t reacted yet.
“I’m going to get Uncle Yang to help.”
“No way! Sister Himeko already said this Pioneer Journey is up to us four. Going back to Uncle Yang for such a small thing, when will you become a qualified Nameless?” March 7th was startled and hurriedly chased after, hugging Star.
After going through trials and tribulations, March 7th finally dispelled Star’s thought of taking shortcuts.
Just as March 7th said, it really didn’t take long. In just over an hour, the four humanoid bulldozers filled the pit flat, restoring the road to smoothness.
The four continued on their way and soon arrived at Suotuo City.
After entering the city, Meng Huaifeng first bought a set of clothes and changed out of his out-of-place, trashy-looking camouflage outfit.
Clothes make the man. After changing, Meng Huaifeng looked even more handsome, not inferior at all to little azure dragon Dan Heng.
After changing clothes, the four strolled through the market, carefully experiencing the local customs.
After a long time, March 7th sighed: “As expected of a world even Acheron hasn’t explored; it just feels different.”
Star also put her hands on her hips and sighed: “As expected of a world even Acheron hasn’t explored; it just feels different.”
“Hey, why are you copying me?” March 7th rolled her eyes.
“Why can’t I say it if you said it first? I wanted to say that originally, but you beat me to it.” Star looked innocent.
“How is it different?” Meng Huaifeng asked.
“It’s just… just different, okay? This girl can’t quite put it into words.” March 7th tried to express it but ultimately gave up the thought.
“The worlds we went to before were all ones Acheron had pioneered. These worlds have long connected with the stars, and after hundreds or thousands of years of development, technology, culture, and more have intersected and fused, so we always feel some familiarity.”
“But this world is a completely new world uninfluenced by foreign civilizations. Their culture and customs are all things we haven’t encountered, full of freshness, so that’s why you feel it’s different.” Dan Heng explained pinpointedly.
“Exactly, Teacher Dan Heng is right, that’s it.” March 7th nodded repeatedly. Dan Heng, reliable!
Meng Huaifeng clicked his tongue twice and shook his head slightly: “This is the gap.”
“What do you mean? Do you think this girl is silly?” March 7th pouted unhappily.
“No, no. Truly silly people don’t realize they’re silly. I mean, you should read more books, read more newspapers, eat fewer snacks, and sleep more.”
March 7th glanced at Star, who was still oblivious, staring thoughtfully at the trash can.
