Chapter 3: Wu Xian: You

Hearing this, the Lunhuizhe Wu Xian couldn’t help but pause, then his eyes lit up: “That’s right—the Main God Space allows exchange of abilities from countless worlds; aside from bloodlines, one can possess abilities from multiple world systems at once—it’s literally a paradise for simultaneous-stream transmigrants!”

“Congratulations, it seems you have the potential to become the strongest among us.”

“Wuhu! Takeoff!”

The Wu Xian from two worlds said with a tinge of envy, but thinking of the worlds the other had traversed, this envy and resentment largely faded, replaced by a hint of pity.

After all, while Infinite Terror allows unlimited use of abilities from all worlds, the dangers are genuinely deadly—forget the terrifying entities like the Honghuang Heavenly Court and the Saintly Tribes in later stages; one misstep receiving a high-level mission from the Main God could mean instant death.

“Ah… you’ve had it rough too!”

The Devouring Wu Xian patted the Lunhuizhe Wu Xian on the shoulder and encouraged him: “Decided—I’ll pester the senior masters at the martial arts school to teach me more mental force techniques or martial arts after I return, all focused on survival, and I’ll share them with you next time we meet!”

“Me too—I’ll work hard leveling up during this period.”

The Fateborne Wu Xian gripped his willow staff tightly, nodding solemnly; faintly, he seemed to hear countless wails and howls echoing at his ears.

“Hey hey hey! You guys saying that makes me feel enormous pressure—I’m starting to get that ‘eat dates, take pills’ vibe!”

The Lunhuizhe Wu Xian wiped away nonexistent sweat from his forehead, then said with a slightly embarrassed tone: “Well, once I’ve earned enough reward points, I’ll find some enhancement skills suitable for you all—I can share them next time we meet…”

“By the way, I’ve unlocked the Gene Lock—it seems anyone who considers themselves human can use it; you can try it after you return.”

“Haha! We’re all comrades—no need to be so formal. Your top priority right now is your own safety; everything else can wait…”

Here, the Devouring Wu Xian seemed to recall something, his smile turning sly: “Of course, if you really want to repay me, remember to punch that lolicon one day—I always hated that in the novel, those out-of-place, Rexueshengmu acts were so annoying; he needs proper discipline!”

“Me too!”

The Fateborne Wu Xian kept his monkey face cold, expression unreadable, but his tone was eager—he was clearly intrigued.

“Wait, we’re all going to be teammates eventually, and the lolicon’s still a future powerhouse—isn’t this a bit too much?”

“What’s wrong with it? If you don’t get punched now, you’ll bleed later. Maybe your discipline will save the Central China Team from a few more annihilations—if the lolicon finds out, he’ll thank you!”

“That’s true… then I’m fine with it.”

With that, the three stared at each other for a moment, then burst into laughter, and immediately began enthusiastically discussing “The 108 Methods of Disciplining a Lolicon.”

At that moment, the originally boundless white space seemed to come alive with the joyous sounds.

…

In the Main God Hall, Wu Xian awoke from sleep and immediately leapt to his feet.

After a brief daze, his gaze turned serious—he immediately summoned the Main God to display his personal attribute panel, and saw the data had undergone a dramatic transformation.

【Name: Wu Xian】

【Intelligence: 233】

【Mental Force: 665】

【Cell Vitality: 415】

【Neural Reaction Speed: 440】

【Muscle Strength: 571】

【Immunity: 450】

【Reward Points: 250】

【Side Quest Plot: None】

…

Compared to when he first entered the Main God Space, Wu Xian’s six core attributes—except intelligence—had nearly all multiplied several times over, each exceeding three hundred.

His mental attribute was the most extreme, surging past six hundred.

Before stopping, Wu Xian communicated again with the Main God and exchanged for a metal block the size of a suitcase; then, recalling his memory, he released his mental force and effortlessly lifted the several-hundred-pound block, spinning it midair.

“It’s real—I’m not dreaming…”

Wu Xian looked down at his hands and the relentless surge of power within him, finally confirming the existence of his cheat—despite his lazy nature, he couldn’t suppress waves of excitement.

But this emotion passed as quickly as it came; thinking of Infinite Terror and the plots of Infinite Dawn and Honghuang Era, Wu Xian felt a bucket of ice water poured over his head, instantly cooling him down.

This world’s monsters were far too numerous—this level of power meant nothing; even a low-tier fourth-rank could obliterate him in an instant. Where was the room for arrogance?

His mindset gradually returned to calm. He guided the metal block to land steadily, recalling the strategy he’d discussed with the other two Wu Xians in the mysterious space.

In short: two words—Survive. Don’t be reckless!

Stick to grinding missions, avoid unnecessary changes; wait for the protagonist Zheng Zha and others to arrive, train them into competent tools, then follow behind to piggyback on reward points and side quest plots.

Offer help when necessary, but don’t interfere excessively.

With this approach, plus future assistance from his cheat, he had a high probability of surviving until Dawn, even into the late stages of Honghuang Era.

Thinking of this, Wu Xian felt reassured. He communicated again with the Main God and spent his remaining reward points to exchange for a decent-quality long staff, eager to practice the staff techniques he’d learned from the Fateborne Wu Xian, preparing for the next horror film.

“Wait—I seem to have forgotten something important.”

As he was about to enter his personal room, Wu Xian suddenly remembered something, turned back toward the floating sphere of light, and his expression grew peculiar.

“Free creation opportunity… should I make one, just to have some fun?”

—————— I’ve Survived Two Horror Films ——————

Coldness… trembling…

The metallic scent filled his nostrils, instantly sharpening Wu Xian’s returning consciousness.

Almost the moment he awoke, he adjusted his body, flipping into a half-crouched stance, his sharp gaze sweeping over the scattered, unfamiliar figures around him, searching for something.

Soon, spotting a well-dressed, handsome young man in a suit, his expression relaxed.

“Good—no unexpected plot deviations…”

Standing, Wu Xian sat casually on a nearby train seat and pulled from his storage item an Infinite Desert Eagle, purchased for 100 reward points, waiting for the plot to begin.

Since gaining his cheat, Wu Xian had endured two horror films—just like the novel’s Zhang Jie, both were World of Scream 1 and Final Destination 1.

The first world was manageable—not a supernatural horror—and Wu Xian easily completed the main quest, even made a tidy profit; all six newcomers under him survived.

But the next one, Final Destination, was terrible.

In some ways, it was even more unsolvable than Curse or A Nightmare on Elm Street—impossible to pass by conventional means; even fourth-rank Qiangzhe , if they hadn’t overcome their inner demons, had a high chance of dying.

That film involved twenty Lunhuizhe , including Wu Xian and the newcomers from the previous film—the highest-difficulty Fuben .

The outcome was unsurprising: everyone except Wu Xian died in bizarre ways; even Wu Xian was severely wounded. Had the Fateborne Wu Xian not already unlocked the “Form Condense, Qi Disperse” skill, he too would have perished.

“Huh?”

At that moment, Wu Xian’s eyebrows lifted slightly—he saw the suited young man spring to his feet and fire off the classic three questions, exactly as described in the novel.

Thinking this, Wu Xian gazed at the panicked young man across from him, his eyes deep, a faint smile curling at his lips.

“Good. You’re the most qualified newcomer in this batch!”

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