NABC Chapter 38 The History of Time: Oh no!
Chapter 38 The History of Time: Oh no!
[Chat group notification: Group member Russell has started a live stream]
[Group notification: Group members Xiao Yan, Xiao Yu, Zhang Xiaofan, and Han Li have joined the live stream]
Xiao Yan: "I was just getting ready to sleep, and you've already started playing chess?"
In the Dou Qi Continent, Xiao Yan had just finished a day of cultivation and was preparing to rest when he saw a message in the chat group that Russell had started a live broadcast. He quickly clicked in and immediately saw the chessboard in front of him.
Xiao Yan felt incredibly envious. He also wished that a Dou Di... no, a Dou Wang could directly pass on their power to him.
Russell: "@Xiaoyu, I need your help urgently. It's your turn to step in."
Xiaoyu: "[Computer Image]"
Xiaoyu: "Always Ready.JPG"
What follows is the overwhelming impact of modern technology on the ancient indigenous peoples.
What illusion? Go talk to my hellish AI.
Russell's move was even faster than that of Wu Yazi and his apprentice Su Xinghe.
Su Xinghe saw that Russell had to concentrate and think carefully before making a move, while Russell didn't even think about it and just downloaded the game on the computer.
At first, things were fine. Su Xinghe and Wu Yazi thought it was just that the young man was impatient and made random moves.
But soon, as the game progressed, the two gradually realized something was wrong.
By the end, the two old men were drenched in cold sweat and almost developed a mental block.
With the last piece placed, the black pieces were cut off from their last chance. Su Xinghe stared blankly at the chessboard, his face pale, his forehead covered in cold sweat, and his hand holding the piece trembling slightly. He was completely questioning his existence.
For the past thirty years, he has done nothing but analyze this game of chess, confident that no matter what move his opponent makes, they cannot exceed the scope he has already analyzed.
But this junior uncle who appeared out of nowhere broke the chess game that the master and disciple had been working on for over thirty years, as if it were a game, without even a trace of his thinking.
Thirty years of dedication and thirty years of confidence were shattered in this moment.
He even had a sense of absurdity—what had he been doing for the past thirty years?
In the live stream, Xiao Yan was practically grinning from ear to ear. The AI was brutally beating up the caveman; it was just too cruel.
On Dazhu Peak, Zhang Xiaofan couldn't help but exclaim in amazement at how convenient computers were: "If only China had computers too, cultivation would be so much easier!"
Han Li, who had been silently watching the screen, suddenly brightened up.
Yes, why can't he cultivate using a computer?
He had witnessed the interactions between Zhang Xiaofan and Xiaoyu during this time, so he naturally knew what a computer was.
If that's the case...
Han Li: "Miss Xiaoyu, could you upload a few books about computer knowledge? I can exchange them for cultivation techniques."
Xiaoyu: "Really? Wait for me."
Los Angeles, Dad's Antique Shop.
Xiaoyu sprang up from the sofa with a swift movement, ran to the storage room, and gave Jackie Chan a sweet smile: "Uncle Jackie Chan."
Jackie Chan was studying the chicken talisman on the shield when he saw Jade peeking over and asked curiously, "What's wrong, Jade?"
"If I wanted to build my own computer, where should I begin learning?"
"Oh, I'm glad you'd ask about studying, but as you know, I'm just an archaeologist," Jackie Chan put down his shield and ruffled Jade's hair. "But if you're really interested, I can ask Officer Black for you tomorrow; he might know something."
"Okay."
Xiaoyu relayed her conversation with Jackie Chan to Han Li, agreeing, "That's all for now. I'll forward it to you after Uncle Jackie gives me the book."
Han Li: "Thank you."
Russell swallowed hard as he looked at the deal Xiaoyu and Han Li had made.
This is terrible! Letting Xiaoyu come into contact with a systematic cultivation method is unacceptable. I wonder if she can withstand the demonic energy over there...
"Good! Good!" Inside the cave, Wu Yazi was overjoyed. There was such a genius in the world. Just because Russell broke the intricate chess game that he had painstakingly set up so easily, he was willing to believe that Russell was his master's junior brother.
For no other reason than that such an outstanding person should rightfully be his successor to the Free and Unfettered School.
"Junior brother, come in quickly, let your senior brother take a look at you."
"Coming!"
Wu Yazi's joyful voice rang out from under the wooden house. Luo Su stood up and patted Su Xinghe, who was still in a petrified state: "Grand nephew, it's not shameful to lose to your uncle. Stop spacing out and go down to the Jade Bridge River to pick up your uncle's two friends."
"Uh...yes, Junior Uncle." Su Xinghe seemed to wake from a dream and subconsciously replied, watching Russell's back as he walked towards the wooden house, his eyes filled with complex emotions.
Russell walked to the front of the cabin, casually smashed the door with a single palm strike, and strode into the cabin.
The room was indeed empty. In the center of the floor was a deep, narrow opening, just wide enough for one person to pass through, which slanted downwards and led nowhere.
Russell leaped down, his body turning lightly several times in the air, using the protrusions of the cave wall to absorb the force, and landed steadily at the bottom of the cave like a feather.
The main theme is a relaxed and carefree atmosphere.
"This is... Lingbo Weibu?" Wu Yazi had been watching Russell closely. Seeing his footwork, he could vaguely see the shadow of Lingbo Weibu, but it was even more mysterious than Lingbo Weibu, subtly conforming to the changes beyond the sixty-four hexagrams of the Book of Changes. Even he could not see through it.
Russell offered no explanation, but simply approached Wuyazi and extended his hand: "Senior brother, would you lend me a hand?"
Wu Yazi did not understand, but he did as he was told.
【Ding】
[The host has come into contact with the story character Wu Yazi (Qing), triggering a lottery draw. Do you wish to draw now?]
As the system notification sounded, the method of the Northern Darkness Returning to the Void Technique started operating on its own. The Northern Darkness True Qi in Wu Yazi's body began to leak uncontrollably toward Luo Su's palm. Even if he used the Northern Darkness Divine Skill, it was to no avail.
Fortunately, Russell only scratched the surface, withdrawing his hand as soon as he began the technique.
But in that instant, Wu Yazi was greatly alarmed.
"Junior brother, this..."
"Senior brother, do you know about the concept of shattering the void?" Russell casually made up a story: "Master has already reached the pinnacle of cultivation, broken through the realm of heaven and man, and ascended to heaven. This Northern Darkness Returning to the Void Technique and the Six Voids Traveling Technique that we just learned are the new techniques that Master taught to Junior Brother."
Shattering the void and ascending away... Wu Yazi's Adam's apple bobbed. If someone else had said this to him, he would have said that the other person had gone crazy from practicing martial arts. But since the person Russell was talking about was his master, Xiaoyaozi, then there was absolutely no problem.
Furthermore, since the Northern Darkness Returning to the Void Technique was solid evidence, he couldn't find any reason to doubt it. In his mind, besides his master, who else could make the already unparalleled Northern Darkness Divine Art advance even further?
By now, he was completely convinced that Russell was his junior apprentice.
"Junior Brother! I've been waiting for you for so long!" Wu Yazi was overwhelmed with emotion, and he gripped Russell's hand tightly, his eyes even slightly reddening.
"Senior brother! Calm down! Calm down!" Wu Yazi's eyes were too enthusiastic, so Russell quickly pulled his hand away.
Goodness, this bachelor who has been celibate for over thirty years is really having a meltdown when his emotions explode.