Chapter 48: Impossible, Absolutely Impossible

Miss Kelaien thought that, if his memory wasn't failing him, among the recent console games he had played, there was one called Elden Ring—.

The real scene was naturally more striking than a 3D-modeled game environment. The features of this tree, and this setting—how could they look so much like a certain ending from Elden Ring?

Wasn't the world Lu Mingfei was in called Dragon Raja?

Miss Kelaien's eyes met Su Lin's. Miss Kelaien saw the other's lips twitch, his index finger trembling as it pointed at the image in the sky, his gaze filled with doubt and shock.

Miss Kelaien nodded in disbelief. Su Lin still wore a look of utter disbelief, his eyes wide open.

Private Chat Realm

Su Lin: "Are you sure?"

Miss Kelaien: "I'm sure. Most likely it is."

Su Lin: "Aba aba!"

Su Lin: "How did he do it!?"

Impossible, there's no reason for it! Even if the world of the game Elden Ring truly existed, why would Lu Mingfei be in that world!?

Wasn't the novel I read in middle and high school called Dragon Raja!

Su Lin clutched his head with both hands, grabbing at his own hair. Even with his Foundation Establishment-stage intellect, he couldn't understand why the protagonist of a Dragon Raja novel would end up inside the game Elden Ring.

"So cool…." Lu Mingfei stared blankly at the version of himself in the image.

"Indeed." Xiao Yan affirmed: "This bearing, this style—your Parallel World has something going on."

Apart from Su Lin and Miss Kelaien, no one else had paid attention to, or even known of, a game on Earth in this era called Elden Ring.

In the image, resplendent golden leaves drifted down. Lu Mingfei on the Wang Zuo slowly extended his right hand and caught a single golden leaf.

Gazing at the golden leaf in his hand, Lu Mingfei seemed to be thinking, or perhaps reminiscing about the past.

"Did I ascend the throne here?" Lu Mingfei on Mirror Water Peak muttered to himself: "Why is that tree so huge?"

"A dense aura of divinity." A glint of solemnity flashed through Zhongli Liujin's eyes.

Heracles gazed at the Lu Mingfei in the image, feeling the true projection reflected by the Great Expansion Pearl.

"Is it a deity, or a human?"

As if weary, Lu Mingfei closed his eyes, sensing all things under heaven.

After waiting a long while with no further movement from his other self in the image, Lu Mingfei remembered he could change the channel.

Suddenly, an unexpected change arose.

Crimson blood transformed into a boundless tide that swept in.

Lu Mingfei on the Wang Zuo did not move; only beside him appeared a crystalline knight's greatsword.

The sword tip fell toward the ground, touching a rune.

Hum—

The dazzling Bai Guang dispersed, leaving only the aftershock of power spreading outward.

Watching this scene, the Lu Mingfei on Mirror Water Peak had only those classic three questions in his heart.

"Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?"

For a moment, Mirror Water Peak fell into a brief hush.

Until—

Su Lin took a swig of tea. Fine spiritual tea, not savored at all, was gulped down like a cow chewing peonies.

Then he slowly spoke: "Parallel Worlds are always Xuan Chong Chi with infinite possibilities. Lu Mingfei transmigrating into Elden isn't unacceptable."

Han Li, hearing this, asked Su Lin: "This Lu Mingfei isn't in his original world?"

"I played a game these past two days, called Elden Ring…." Miss Kelaien began explaining to everyone the game he had played over the past two days.

Lu Mingfei was the most shocked of all, but on second thought—since a chat group and cultivation had already happened to him, wasn't it not entirely unreasonable that some version of himself in a Parallel World had transmigrated into a game world?

Probably…

Completely unreasonable, right?!

After everyone understood the relevant setting, they too sighed in感慨.

"This once again proves you have great potential, Lu Mingfei," Zhongli said to Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei, hearing the praise, instead felt a bit embarrassed, restless and ill at ease.

"Too kind, too kind, hehe, just lucky."

Su Lin always felt things had suddenly become absurd—like one second you were watching Peppa Pig, and in your mind you clearly knew Peppa would next say in the cartoon: "This is my little brother George."

Yet the next second you saw Peppa say: "This is my little brother, Piggy Hero!"

Although they're the same species, the two cartoons have absolutely nothing to do with each other.

Forget it, as the saying goes.

When in doubt, quantum mechanics.

When it doesn't make sense, time travel.

Are you sure I'm not reading some fan-fiction novel?

Lu Mingfei took out his phone, snapped a front-facing photo of his other self, and contentedly set it as his lock screen.

Too bad he couldn't talk to his other self—otherwise he'd have him take out the greatsword again and strike a pose, then set that as his forum avatar.

"Continue, next one." Ye Fan urged: "Give us a Krypton version."

"You think I'm some all-purpose cosplayer?" Lu Mingfei chose to change the channel.

After all, that guy had already held the same pose for over ten minutes.

With a shift of thought, the image changed.

The Lu Mingfei in the image was sitting in a wheelchair; in the sky hung an enormous blood moon, and pure white flowers bloomed beneath it.

"I'm crippled?" Lu Mingfei said in astonishment.

Compared to the regal bearing of the previous Elden Lord, this poor fellow looks rather miserable.

The version of himself who plays esports may not be exactly awe-inspiring or rampaging across the battlefield, but at least that Lu Mingfei had all his limbs intact and even won an esports championship.

This Lu Mingfei is doing pretty badly for himself — how did he end up in a wheelchair?

Surely he wasn't beaten half-crippled by some dragon while on a dragon-slaying mission?

Lu Mingfei hoped Kassel College had bought the other version of himself a life-accident insurance policy, and carefully recalled whether Kassel College would cover his living expenses for the rest of his life if he suffered a work injury from dragon-slaying.

If it weren't for the hundred-thousand-dollar annual scholarship and the Kuangdao Bawang clause that lobotomizes anyone who drops out, Lu Mingfei would have quit in his very first semester.

Of course, things are different now — he doesn't want to get off this pirate ship either.

The Lu Mingfei in the wheelchair gazed at the blood moon, then slowly rose from the wheelchair.

"I told you before that the wheels of this wheelchair need some oil."

The Lu Mingfei in the image muttered to himself.

Only then did the onlookers notice that this Lu Mingfei was wearing a vintage leather jacket, and beside him on the ground lay a dirty rectangular object placed among the sea of flowers.

"So you've come." Lu Mingfei turned around, picked up the object wrapped in a cloth stained with grime from the ground, and unwrapped it — it turned out to be a greatsword as tall as a person, covered in rust.

"..." The Lu Mingfei on Water Mirror Peak had a bad premonition.

Swoosh—

The rust-covered greatsword burst forth with a deep-blue energy radiance, particles of light covering every inch of the blade.

An elegant, beautiful greatsword now rested in the hand of the Lu Mingfei clad in a vintage leather jacket.

In the enormous blood moon, a black speck had appeared at some unknown moment.

Inside the chat group

Su Lin: "Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Miss Kelaien: "I know this is absurd, but it really is absurd!"

Miss Kelaien: "@Lu Mingfei You probably won't believe it when I say it, but I only finished all the endings of this game three days ago."