Chapter 181: 180: This Is How the Compass Is Used

"We are, we are people from the North Light District's Third Survival Base."

The woman with an eastern face trembled as she spoke to Wang Wu, saying that her figure was rather eye‑catching, even though her looks were of the delicate type, but her body…

Ugh, it can't be like that; Wang Wu isn't interested in this sort of thing and has no interest at all.

He is a monster, after all—what kind of peerless beauty hasn't he seen? It's just that his figure is rather… ugh.

"My name is Lingluo, and she is Kai Silin," Lingluo pointed at the Catherine lying on the ground who had given up struggling, "the two of us are together."

"As for those two…" Lingluo looked at the other man and woman, who were now tightly hugging each other, their eyes toward Wang Wu filled with fear.

"I don't know their names; I only know one is called Sheng and the other is called Xuan."

"Fine then." As soon as Wang Wu heard the reply, he realized further questioning was pointless, so he waved his hand and cut off Lingluo's words.

"So this place is the True Realm of your side? How did you get in?"

"Our North Light District's Third Survival Base fell; the vast majority perished, and only a few escaped from the city," Lingluo swallowed and continued:

"Catherine and I are refugees from the Third Survival Base, but we encountered danger on the road and, in panic, had to take an unsafe escape route."

"The result was being devoured by the True Disaster and brought here."

"I see."

Wang Wu looked at Lingluo, nodded. "Alright, that's enough information."

Then he shifted his gaze away from them and continued to scan the surroundings.

He didn't know when his master would arrive, but it didn't matter; the master would come soon, and he shouldn't be in any danger.

He tried his Mirror Flower Water Moon technique and found it still unusable.

So Wang Wu also attempted his Spherical Fortress Teleporter, which likewise had failed.

One could say all his trump cards had now failed, yet Wang Wu was not the least bit panicked.

Since reaching the Fourth-tier Perfect Realm, gaining a Vajra Unbreakable Body and having his brain fully reorganized, his courage had grown considerably.

If it were before, the moment he realized his invincible Hearthstone had failed, he would have immediately called his two masters, activated all his life‑saving techniques, and curled up in a safe zone awaiting rescue.

But now he did none of that, not even using his favorite Vajra Subduing Demons Formation, instead calmly surveying the area.

Of course, it wasn't because his power surge made him overconfident; he simply had more trump cards now.

Since the last time he was taken advantage of in this True Realm, Wang Wu had felt his own helplessness in such situations.

So after returning, he immediately opened his online shopping, intending to snag a batch of items that could protect him in emergencies and get him out of trouble.

And that is why Wang Wu now appears unhurried and composed.

The answer is the second‑hand market; the second‑hand market gave him this confidence.

His master's Earth world has many wondrous gadgets, and a foreign visitor like him must pay extra tariffs to buy them.

Even with his master helping to purchase, some items remain pricey; Wang Wu only has a 150,000‑yuan foreign‑exchange quota per year, so many things are simply unaffordable.

But that's fine; if you can't afford brand‑new goods, can you afford second‑hand ones?

Second‑hand goods aren't trash, nor are they inferior; Wang Wu now acquires many items from online second‑hand markets.

That said, sometimes Wang Wu feels that if he keeps going like this, he might truly become some blue‑skinned childcare robot.

But it doesn't matter; if it changes, it changes.

"My name is Wang Wu. Wang of Wang, Wu of Wu."

After observing the surroundings for a while, Wang Wu remembered to tell these people his name, so he glanced at the Lingluo staring intently at him and said:

"I was brought here from another planet; I don't know why this True Realm appeared on our side."

While speaking, Wang Wu walked up to Lingluo, grabbed her hand, and, in her stunned gaze, drew a Vajra Subduing Demons Formation on her.

"This should offer you a bit of protection," Wang Wu said, then gave a brief explanation:

"I won't go into the detailed principle; you just need to know it's the Vajra Subduing Demons Formation."

After finishing Lingluo, Wang Wu sequentially drew the same formation on the others' hands.

Although three others fiercely resisted along the way, Wang Wu forcibly imposed the formation on them with brute force.

Wang Wu is still kind; when he meets people, he'll help if he can.

As for whether they accept or appreciate it, he doesn't care at all.

"All done."

He released the struggling male‑female pair, clapped his hands, then reached into his crotch—no, his trouser pocket—and began rummaging.

After a moment, he produced a small square box.

Just as Wang Wu couldn't figure out how his master managed to pull a skull out of a completely unmarked trouser pocket.

Lingluo and her companions also didn't understand how Wang Wu extracted that tiny box from the plain pocket.

"You all want to get out, right?" After producing the box, Wang Wu looked at them and asked.

The other three gave no reply, but Lingluo frantically nodded.

"Alright, just follow me then," Wang Wu nodded, then looked down at the opened box in his hand.

It was a compass.

Yes, this thing is a compass.

"Go this way."

After studying the compass for a while, Wang Wu looked up, pointed toward that direction.

"Ugh…"

Even though Lingluo, now resigned, chose to trust Wang Wu, when she saw exactly what the box in his hand was, she still felt a strong sense of absurdity.

Just as absurd as this world.

"Indeed, indeed still strange, strange…"

Lingluo looked at Wang Wu with a complicated expression, a thought flashing through her mind.

"What are you doing?"

Wang Wu noticed his gaze and asked, "You don't believe me?"

"No, I, I just, I…" Ling Luo was momentarily at a loss for words, paused for a while, then stammered to ask:

"Mr. Wang, that, that thing, could it be…"

"A compass, right?"

"Oh, you recognize this thing?" Wang Wu asked a question that would be impossible to ask under normal circumstances, and looked at Ling Luo with a rather surprised gaze.

"Can't tell, you really know your stuff?" He sized the other up from head to toe, "You actually know what this gadget in my hand is?"

"Um, this…"

Seeing the very old‑fashioned, almost primitive compass in Wang Wu's hand, Ling Luo's mood suddenly calmed.

"Yeah, we've already come this far, we've already run into it."

"Since that's the case, why bother caring so much?"

She stared blankly at Wang Wu, and this thought popped into her mind.

"If there's no problem, just follow behind me." Wang Wu said to Ling Luo, then took the lead and walked toward the direction the compass pointed.

The True Realm can be left; as long as you find an exit, you can leave.

Its exit can be said to be everywhere, because it is a gate of the true world that does not exist and cannot be seen, a fissure of the world.

You can slip in without noticing, and naturally slip out without noticing.

"What, you don't want to go out?"

After walking forward for a while, Wang Wu turned his head, glanced at Ling Luo, who was following but a bit far behind, then looked at the other three motionless people.

He would of course try to rescue anyone he could, but if someone wanted to die, he wouldn't stop them.

After all, it's their own choice, and he doesn't care what consequences might follow.

"Come, it's here!" Ling Luo immediately followed, then glanced at the stationary Kai Selin, but didn't call out, only nodded at her.

To Wang Wu's surprise, Kai Selin also followed after Ling Luo nodded at her.

The man and woman remained in place, their faces showing fear as they stared here, doing nothing else.

Wang Wu didn't mind; after nodding to Kai Selin and Ling Luo, he turned and kept walking.

The architecture here was very Western‑style; Wang Wu didn't see anything odd along the way, except the houses and the statues standing silently by the road.

Those statues were obviously all off.

Master Yin Shenli was still on the road herself, and she hadn't updated Wang Wu with her real‑time location.

However, the location Wang Wu sent her was real‑time, so there was no worry that the driver couldn't find her because he moved around.

While on the road, Wang Wu also called home and Xie Yu to report his safety, mainly the latter.

Because the girls at home all knew his situation, but Xie Yu didn't know Wang Wu well, his disappearance might cause panic there.

As they went deeper, the surrounding mist grew denser, and some sounds began to reach Ling Luo's ears.

Some chaotic whispers, some beguiling murmurs.

The area was completely shrouded in thick fog; apart from the faint, mist‑shrouded figure ahead, Ling Luo saw no other solid forms.

"What exactly… is he?"

At this moment Ling Luo watched Wang Wu's back, and thought after thought sprang up in her mind.

Handsome and tall, even the word "handsome" alone barely describes his looks.

"Perfect."

That might be the adjective that best fits his appearance.

If it were before, she would definitely have given such a man a second glance.

As for now, her eyes cannot move away from him at all.

Of course, it's not because of his looks, but Wang Wu is the only solid being she's seen here.

Since she's chosen to follow him, there's nothing more to say.

The compass always points south, and civilized society is generally to the south.

Wang Wu doesn't know the principle, but just walking south is enough.

After walking for a while, a timid call came from behind Wang Wu:

"Wang, Mr. Wang?"

"What?" Wang Wu turned his head to look at her, but didn't stop walking.

"Where are we… going?" she asked shakily.

"Out." Wang Wu replied very briefly.

"But, but this place feels… a bit strange…?"

"I don't care about your feeling; I trust my feeling." Wang Wu shook the compass in his hand.

"If we follow the compass, will we reach civilized society, know what civilized society is?"

"Um, this… I know, I know."

Ling Luo nodded like a chick pecking at rice.

"We've arrived."

But at that moment, Wang Wu suddenly stopped and said to the two behind him.

"Arrived? Arrived?" Ling Luo asked, puzzled, "Mr. Wang, have we arrived… to what?"

"An exit." Wang Wu's answer remained brief.

After speaking, he took a step forward and vanished from sight.

Leaving only Ling Luo, who was completely stunned and dumbfounded, and Kai Selin, who seemed lost in thought.

After a moment, Wang Wu's head suddenly appeared out of nowhere, looking at the two people still inside:

"What are you doing? Come out! Outside is your world, right?"

After speaking, Wang Wu withdrew his head from the True Realm and looked at the passage before him.

The passage was filled with blood, corpses, and the monsters that had previously been feasting on those corpses.

But now the passage contains only corpses.

'Pat—'

From behind came light footsteps and a stifressed gasp; Wang Wu knew whose voice it was without turning.

Nevertheless, he turned around, looked at the two whose faces were completely covered with shock, and asked:

"This is your world, right?"

"Yes, yes indeed."

At this moment, the one answering Wang Wu was not Lingluo but Kaiselin.

She quickly recovered from her shocked state, much faster than Lingluo.

Kaiselin possesses some rather special abilities, so she can assert more confidently than Lingluo that this is the 'normal world' beyond the True Realm.

Though this 'normal world' isn't really that normal.

Monsters run rampant, demonic beasts ravage, and humanity lives in dire hardship.

"Th‑thank you, Mr. Wang, for saving us."

At this moment, realizing she had returned, Kaiselin's gaze toward Wang Wu was already filled with zeal.

A religious fervor.

Foreigners generally are religious, so such fanatical believers are natural.

"I am willing to become Mr. Wang's slave, and forever serve at your feet."

Facing the suddenly fanatical Kaiselin, Wang Wu showed no expression.

He simply stared silently, saying nothing, doing nothing else.

Kaiselin herself didn't know whether the huge shock she had endured earlier had left her mind abnormal after being rescued.

"Quick, quickly accept her. She might not have changed those sneakers for weeks; you'll surely like them."

A woman's voice sounded in his ear, making Wang Wu startle.

Of course he knew who owned that voice.

(End of chapter)