Mushroom Man

Chapter 278 All Alone and Miserable, the Madwoman Cries

What does it resemble, drifting aimlessly? A lone seagull on the vast expanse of heaven and earth...

Wu Liang looked up at the sky, his loneliness overflowing like a tidal wave.

Throughout his life, he walked on thin ice, and he was incredibly lonely.
Whether it's the Blood River Ancestor or Wu Liang, they all have one thing in common: loneliness. They are both pitiful, lonely people.

Blood River Ancestor was orphaned at a young age. He finally found a mentor who was also like a father to him, but due to his lack of strength, he could only watch helplessly as his mentor died.

Since then, the Blood River Ancestor has been all alone, with no one able to understand him, and everyone wishing they could kill him as soon as possible.

He also longed for companionship, which is why he took on apprentices.

However, he was betrayed by his apprentice in the end, leaving him all alone again.

That wasn't the end of it. The Blood River Ancestor was suppressed in the Demon Suppression Tower for ten thousand years.

When it comes to loneliness, few can probably compare to him.

Ten thousand years of solitude is enough to destroy anyone's mind. This is why the Blood River Ancestor's temperament changed drastically, and he no longer had the vigor he had at his peak.

If Wu Liang hadn't inherited memories that didn't include the millennia of solitude he experienced at the Demon Suppression Tower, he probably would have collapsed, gone insane, and become a madman.

Wu Liang's loneliness is not to be underestimated, and may even surpass that of the Blood River Ancestor.

The biggest difference between Wu Liang and everyone else is that he is not a person of this world.

He has a home, but he can't go back to it.

To this land, Wu Liang was an outsider who didn't belong.

As an extraterrestrial demon, he was destined to be an enemy of the world and die alone.

Having no allies, only enemies, and even finding someone to confide in about one's troubles are all wishful thinking.

He was the only traveler on this road.

He was like the Celestial Venerable of the Dark Moon, with only loneliness to accompany him.

At this moment, the loneliness of the two people converges within one person.

It's easy to imagine how heavy and painful this loneliness must be.

Wu Liang clutched his chest, feeling the excruciating pain, and his eyes darkened.

Life is meaningless; you bring nothing into this world and take nothing out of it.

No matter how talented a person may be, after death they will nothing more than turn into a handful of dust.

As time goes by, it leaves no trace in this world.

Loneliness is different from suffering.

The pain came intensely and directly.

Loneliness, on the other hand, is a kind of tranquility, a tranquility so profound it can drive you mad.

A bitter fruit, nourished by loneliness, quietly blooms on the White Bone Tree.

Compared to the bitter fruit formed from suffering, this bitter fruit looks more tempting, with a bright red color and full of juice.

However, at this moment, Wu Liang stood under the White Bone Tree, but had no mind to care about any bitter consequences.

He stood there quietly, motionless.

An indescribable loneliness plunged him into silence.

They will either erupt in silence or perish in silence.

If Wu Liang cannot bear this loneliness, his mind will be destroyed, and even a god could not save him.

"Your Majesty the Special Envoy..."

Seeing that Wu Liang had not made a move for a long time, Gu Zhenren couldn't help but show an anxious expression.

broken!

Could something have gone wrong?
If anything happens to the special envoy while he's in charge, I'm afraid Immortal Zhuge won't let him off the hook.

Upon realizing this, Gu Zhenren felt even more apprehensive and wanted to step forward to check on the special envoy's condition.

If anything happens to the special envoy, he must immediately call upon the Immortal Zhuge.

However, before he could get close...

Wu Liang suddenly raised his head, his sorrowful expression replaced by a calm smile.

"It doesn't matter..."

"Loneliness alone cannot defeat me."

As soon as he finished speaking, he plucked the bitter fruit from the tree.

As Wu Liang said...

Loneliness could not defeat him.

He possesses an unwavering will, an unforgettable goal in the River of Oblivion, and the memories of the Blood River Ancestor that have lasted for a thousand years.

All these factors combined to create a mindset that could never be extinguished by loneliness.

Difficulties could not stop him, and loneliness could not diminish his will.

He still has goals to achieve, so why would he hesitate because of the loneliness ahead?

Even the Celestial Venerable of Obscure Moon was able to embrace solitude, live towards death, and never stop moving forward.

So why couldn't he bear this loneliness?

If this road home must be accompanied by loneliness.

So he is willing to embrace loneliness, to erupt in silence, and never to bow down and admit defeat.

"The strong are destined to be lonely, and I am destined to be one of the strong..."

Wu Liang spoke arrogantly, and as soon as he finished speaking, he swallowed the bitter pill.

The bitter fruit is so bitter that it brings tears to your eyes and makes you feel nauseous.

However, after all the bitterness comes sweetness.

After enduring hardship, Wu Liang felt a sweet aftertaste lingering on his lips and teeth, a refreshing sweetness welling up in his heart.

In an instant, he felt as if he were floating on air, his soul like a parched land receiving sweet rain, greedily absorbing every bit of sweetness.

Only then did Wu Liang understand why those madmen, despite their immense suffering, still endured the agonizing pain day after day, trying to strengthen their souls.

I never knew that the feeling of suffering could be so wonderful.

Every hardship a person endures will eventually become nourishment, enabling them to grow stronger.

This feeling is addictive. If someone with weak willpower tastes even a hint of sweetness after suffering, they might become addicted and turn into a madman.

Wu Liang had an epiphany, and his soul felt instantly fulfilled.

When he had fully digested the bitter fruit, his spiritual foundation experienced a surge, making him incredibly energetic.

At this rate, Wu Liang was absolutely confident that he could expand his soul to the size of a thousand people's souls before his lifespan ran out. Even more reckless, disregarding the consequences and the future…

Wu Liang narrowed his eyes, feeling even more confident about his plan to escape.

He looked at Bone Master, grinned, and said, "Come on, don't stop."

"Let me see your limits..."

……

North Sea.

The weather was fine and sunny, and the sea was calm.

A dilapidated single-masted sailboat.

"boom!"

A loud bang was heard, followed by a loud crash.

Then came a muscular, stunningly beautiful dark-skinned woman, who, like a wild horse, charged wildly and rampaged about.

Clearly, this person was none other than Morobi, who had already arrived at the North Sea!
At this very moment, she was facing a group of pirates who plundered and looted everywhere.

"Weird, monster!"

"Brothers, run!"

The pirates and their followers scattered and fled like a disorganized mob.

Some jumped into the sea, while others pretended to be dead.

Of course, among these pirate mushroom masters, there were some who dared not rebel against Morobi.

However, all these brave mushroom masters have been smashed to pieces by Morobi.

Their captain was a high-level mushroom master at the third rank.

Originally, it was highly anticipated by this group of sea pirates and mushroom masters, but in the hands of Morobi, it was smashed into a meat patty after only ten rounds.

Under these circumstances, this mob dared not resist; they were all terrified.

Morobi, as a True Martial Demon-Slaying Body, is a power prodigy at the peak of the third stage.

That's a tough guy who can fight the White Horn Leader, a veteran fourth-level mushroom master, to a standstill, and even go toe-to-toe with him.

Although it can't beat a fourth-tier mushroom master, it's more than enough to beat a third-tier mushroom master of the same level, one after another without making a sound.

"Ah!"

Morobi roared and unleashed a punch!
Third Transformation - Fist-Wind Mushroom!

In an instant, the wind howled, and the fist struck the back of several unfortunate men, turning them into fragments.

By this time, the pirate ship with a crew of more than ten people had been completely wiped out.

Morobi let out a long breath.

She swayed unsteadily and sat down in a pool of blood, utterly exhausted.

"Cough cough..."

"Damn it, dealing with this bunch of trash actually got me injured."

Morobi looked pale, clutching her chest and panting heavily.

The captain used the Quicksword Mushroom to slash her chest.

That knife nearly cleaved her in two, causing her to capsize unexpectedly.

This would never have happened before...

"It's all that brat's fault. He took away my All-Out Mushroom, making it impossible for me to use all my skills."

"If that weren't the case, why would it be so difficult to seize a ship?"

When Morobi thought of this, she couldn't help but start cursing.

The thought of giving it her all made her lips twitch, and her heart bled.

Fortunately, even without the All-Out Mushroom and unable to unleash the Beast Power Phantom, she could still protect herself with her terrifying strength.

Otherwise, let alone stealing the boat, she would probably have to avoid those mushroom masters altogether.

"All-out effort mushroom, my all-out effort mushroom..."

"No more, all gone..."

After her anger subsided, Morobi was overcome with grief.

Without the All-Out Mushroom, her strength has greatly decreased. In this chaotic North Sea, she could easily capsize in the gutter if she is not careful.

In this situation, how can she complete Zhuge Huowang's mission and find the so-called Dragon Elephant Cave?
"no!"

"No matter what, I'm going to get back the All-Out Mushroom."

"The scam is about to begin."

"I'm going to make that kid pay for his all-out effort..."

Morobi spoke with a strong voice, but she had no confidence in her heart, and her face was full of grievances.

The mushroom, which she gave her all to, was clearly hers.

Now that we want to get it back, we have to hope that others are willing to do it. What kind of situation is this?
Morobi asked herself honestly, if it were her, and she obtained a mushroom like the All-Out Mushroom, she would never return it to its rightful owner.

Therefore, her desire to reclaim the mushroom she had given her all to is probably just wishful thinking and a pipe dream.

"If I had known this would happen, I shouldn't have agreed to let that guy keep the All-Out Mushroom."

"It's all my fault for being blinded by greed and believing that guy's nonsense."

"That guy was so eager to grab the mushrooms with all his might back then, he must have been planning this for a long time."

"That's it, my all-out effort is probably not coming back..."

At this moment, Morobi felt extremely aggrieved, her lips pursed, looking utterly pitiful.

If someone who knows her were to see her like this, they would be absolutely shocked.

Who would have thought that Morobi, who was more manly than any man, would show such a girlish side?

Morobi was secretly heartbroken for a long time, but she quickly cheered up.

"No, I have to pull myself together, I can't give up!"

"That guy, no, Brother Mushroom, he's a disciple of an immortal, he shouldn't care about my all-out effort."

"Brother Mushroom is such a sincere person. As long as my mother asks, I'm sure she will do her best to repay him."

"That's right, he'll definitely pay it back...right?"

(End of this chapter)