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Wan Qi stared at the ceiling and said, "This is troublesome. Can we try a relocation tactic?"

"A base-trading tactic?" Amiya looked puzzled.

“I’ll launch a surprise attack on Saint-Germain Castle right now, turning it into a land of the dead, forcing the Ursus Empire to concentrate all its forces to defend its capital. Then the crisis at Lungmen will be averted… Why are you attacking me?”

Veltin withdrew his hand and said calmly, "So you break your leg so you don't feel the pain in your hand? Rejected."

"I'm very serious. The idea that our base-swapping tactics are a hundred years ahead of the world is not just a joke."

"Are you planning to start a world war on Terra?" Veltin rolled her eyes at Wan Qi.

Wan Qi muttered, "That's right, we don't need to go that far yet."

Kal'tsit and Amiya exchanged a glance. They didn't know how to respond, so they just smiled (Kal'tsit: expressionless).

The next day

At 5:30 a.m., Wan Qi got up on time.

He finally found a suitable way to sleep. In fact, he didn't even know if this counted as taking a nap. Anyway, after entering a meditative state, his body was very relaxed and comfortable. When this comfort turned into boredom, he could get up.

After using the water element to thoroughly cleanse myself, I finished washing up and went out for a stroll.

Upon entering the courtyard, Wan Qi heard a clanging sound. Curious, he went over to investigate and found Officer Chen, whom he had seen yesterday, practicing martial arts. Her sparring partner was a tall, green-haired woman wielding a triangular, ghost-faced shield.

He's really tall, at least a head taller than Officer Chen, including the length of the pointed horns on his head...

No, no, no, ear length cannot be counted as height. Otherwise, Amiya would be 1.65 meters tall (her actual height is a little over 1.5 meters, and her ears are 15 centimeters long).

Hoshiguma's weapon is that triangular shield with sharp edges. It looks very heavy. If it were to hit a physical education student, he would be covered in bruises.

Officer Chen's attacks were swift and agile, with wide and sweeping moves. He put all his strength into every attack, following a dual-wielding style, creating a visual effect like a storm of blades.

But the tall woman opposite her was no less formidable. She blocked all of Officer Chen's fierce attacks and clearly still had energy left. However, she did not retaliate, but simply defended and parried.

The scene was incredibly exciting, more thrilling than any martial arts movie. Wan Qi decisively chose to be an outsider, watching the realistic martial arts action film unfold before his eyes with unwavering focus.

Look at that move and the power it generates; it would be top-tier even in a Hong Kong movie.

Believe it or not, the loyal stick only strikes six times per second, that's the physical limit, but just now, Officer Chen stabbed at least sixty times in that one second. Earthlings and Terrans are two completely different species.

Wan Qi compared the main combat force of the Reconstruction Hand with Chen Huijie. The two sides started fighting directly. Since neither knew the other, Chen Huijie could completely overwhelm him with her physical strength, that is, kill him instantly.

The numerical monster is just that unsolvable; if you don't believe me, just ask Arcana.

The two sparring partners naturally noticed Wan Qi, but he didn't disturb them, just watched quietly, so the two continued their match until the round was over.

When the two mature women finished work, Wan Qi applauded them.

That was absolutely fantastic, I have to give it a thumbs up.

If that scene could be uploaded to Bilibili, it would definitely become a treasure of the site.

It might be suspected of being an AI creation, but who cares? It's brilliant, that's all that matters.

"Wanqi, you're up so early." Chen Huijie said as she took the towel handed to her by the servant and wiped her sweat.

"I couldn't sleep, so I got up. That was quite a show." Wan Qi then looked at the tall woman and asked, "And who is this?"

“Hoshiguma, my partner,” Chen Huijie introduced.

"Hello, I'm Hoshiguma."

"Hello, I am Wan Qi."

The two shook hands, and that was it.

"As expected of you, Hoshiguma, your defense is becoming more and more impenetrable."

When Chen Huijie first fought Hoshiguma, she tried several times to break through his defenses, but all her efforts were in vain. The strange weapon that seemed to rotate slowly could always deflect her attacks at just the right moment, leaving her with nowhere to strike.

"As a soldier on the front line, only by doing a good job of defense can you give yourself the opportunity to deal damage."

The two longtime partners smiled at each other and bumped fists, a testament to their camaraderie.

"By the way, Wan Qi, how about a sparring match?" Chen Huijie extended an invitation to fight.

"Me? I'm not very good at close combat."

Wan Qi wasn't lying; he really wasn't good at close combat. The reason he put so much pressure on the enemy in the previous battles was because he numerically overwhelmed his opponent. After all, his first opponent was Arcana, who relied entirely on his combat experience and various maneuvers to lure Wan Qi into a trap. In addition, Wan Qi was somewhat resigned at the time, which was why he barely managed to win, but he still couldn't defeat Wan Qi when he was at full power.

Chicago: Kids, this isn't funny.

Since then, Arcana has become the standard combat unit in Vanchi. Anything below this level is trash or a large number of trash. Only those who reach this standard are considered worthy opponents.

But this is a competition, a national football team where friendship comes first and competition second, not a life-or-death match where friendship ranks fourteenth in the Su Chao league. Just as Suzhou wouldn't fight Shanghai to the death over an airport, Wan Qi wouldn't treat Chen Huijie like Loki in the hands of the Hulk in this kind of competition.

"It's okay, I was just itching to try it myself. Let's stop here."

"That's fine."

Since that's what they've said, Wan Qi will stop here.

Let's solve this problem by relying on speed and agility.

Regarding weapons, Chen Huijie still used her dual swords, and Wan Qi also chose dual swords. As for why...

"Ready, go!"

As the referee, Hoshiguma waved his hand, and Chen Huijie launched an attack, which was then blocked by the familiar dual-sword technique.

Hmm, looks familiar, very familiar... wait a minute! Isn't this mine...?

That's right, it's Chen Huijie's double-sword technique. Wan Qi has learned it, but at present he can only use it by rote, without his own style or characteristics. As for finding his own style, that's out of the question. But this doesn't prevent Wan Qi from getting the results he wants through absolutely rational calculation.

True magicians are not fools, especially when it comes to calculations; they are advanced quantum computers. Moreover, Wan Qi has unique cheating methods.

After the first round of matches, the two players were separated by a significant gap, leaving Chen Huijie somewhat doubting her life choices.

There are indeed geniuses who can remember everything they see and learn on the spot. I was also very shocked when I first saw one. However, this kind of learning has no foundation and requires adaptation to use. In theory, the more experienced one should have the advantage when the moves are the same, but I was actually at a disadvantage and could not judge Wan Qi's sword technique.

This was not an illusion. Some of Wan Qi's sword swings were not something a normal human could do. They had a very strange, elusive quality, as if he were being lifted up by something.

try again!

Another fierce battle ensued, and this time Chen Huijie was completely certain that Wan Qi's swordsmanship was not even swordsmanship at all, or rather, it was a completely new understanding added to his own swordsmanship, a version that did not belong to the present.

"Are you not good at close combat?" Chen Huijie asked with a wry smile.

"I'm really not good at it. This should be considered... well, a kind of Originium Arts. I would have lost in pure melee combat long ago."

Wan Qi wasn't being modest. If observed from a mental perspective, one could see that he was like a puppet, with many mental threads connecting him to his body, and above them were a pair of mage hands.

Ether Magic, Mental Threads, Puppetry

Mental power is the most fundamental power of a magician. It can be used directly to kill enemies, such as with mental attacks, but it can also be used for manipulation, like puppetry.

Because of the extreme versatility of puppetry, a profession called puppeteer has emerged from the magician community. The basic operation of a puppeteer is to use the magician's hand and mental threads to manipulate puppets, dolls, or mechanisms. Naturally, it can also be used to manipulate oneself, achieving the bizarre effect of "I lift myself up".

This is why Chen Huijie had the illusion that Wan Qi was being lifted up. It wasn't her imagination; Wan Qi was indeed being lifted up, but it was me lifting myself.

For a ruthless person like Wan Qi, who dares to "stew himself in an iron pot," mentioning something as trivial as himself is not worth mentioning at all.

But at that moment, Wan Qi suddenly felt something pulling at him, but when he turned around, he didn't see anyone.

Strange? How come...

From Hoshiguma and Chen Huijie's perspective, Wan Qi suddenly looked back and then fell straight down.

The two were completely stunned.

Section 42: Relying on Each Other

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Red, the familiar red, the color of the Red Sea world. Whenever it appears, Wanqi trembles uncontrollably, for it represents an endless, eternal imprisonment.

Fate had given him a chance to open the door, but if he could, he wished he would never return to this place, never!

But the Red Sea World is like a mother who spoils her child endlessly, yet also restricts her endlessly, forever pulling at Wanqi's soul, as if the outside world should be rejected and only here is the only safe home.

Will we meet then? No, that shouldn't be the case. This time the phone gave me two months. Even if we consider it as a resurrection, I have plenty of time to mess around. Why?

Just then, a completely different color appeared for the first time in the crimson world—dark gold.

That's... the color of Originium.

Originium? Wait, why is there Originium here?

The power of the Red Sea world can be applied to all dimensions and take effect on any spatial structure. This is something Wan Qi has proven through his "multidimensional space magic experiment," and he did it for only one purpose—to leave the Red Sea world.

But they had implemented a full-dimensional blockade, and Wan Qi's plan fell through.

But today, other forces have invaded the Red Sea world. Could it be that...?

Wan Qi was somewhat looking forward to the changes to come, even if it was just loosening the chains a little.

However, the Red Sea, having offended the forbidden zone, went berserk. In a way that terrified Wanqi, it charged towards the Originium with the most violent force, while simultaneously enveloping Wanqi entirely, refusing to let anyone compete with it for ownership of Wanqi.

This was a ferocious clash, with both sides attacking each other mercilessly as if vying for the world's only treasure. Distance, time, and volume in multidimensional space were constantly changing, and Wan Qi had no idea how much time had passed. However, Originium was ultimately forced to retreat. In the end, it was clear that Originium had no right to compete for Wan Qi's ownership here.

The result was disappointing, but Wan Qi was also very puzzled as to why the power of Originium would suddenly attack him from a higher dimension. Was he really that popular?

After the enemy was driven away, the waters of the Red Sea transformed into countless hands, once again enveloping Wanqi. The pulling sensation remained, but instead of continuing to sink, it…

I'm back?

Wan Qi opened his eyes and saw an unfamiliar ceiling. He was puzzled as to why the Red Sea World hadn't pulled him back.

Could it be the protection provided by that tri-fold phone? What exactly is that thing? Is it a cheat code from a super civilization?

I don't know, everything is unknown, but sitting up now is definitely the right thing to do.

"Wanqi!" Virtue's voice rang in his ears, and then her delicate face appeared before Wanqi, asking with concern, "Are you feeling unwell anywhere?"

"Huh? Oh! Thank you, I'm fine, okay?"

Wan Qi habitually raised his right hand, then froze.

There was a crystal-clear Originium crystal on his right forearm. It had a rhomboid structure and looked like a special ornament. It covered a large area of ​​his right arm and was impossible to ignore.

Coincidentally, a special type of necromancer's embedded rune has a similar design.

But that effect is constant, so what's wrong with me? Am I infected? Or is some special being in this world targeting me?

How come I never realized I was so lovable before!

Wilting also noticed the abnormality on Wan Qi's arm and immediately recognized it as Originium crystal.

"Wanqi, have you been infected?!"

Virtue got up to call the doctor, but Wanqi stopped him.

"Wait a minute, Virtue, this is Originium crystal, but it's only the surface layer."

Wanqi's mental strength is the most accurate testing device. Since it's his own body, he can examine it without any pressure.

From a mental perspective, the Originium crystal that appeared on his body was very obedient, or rather, it dared not invade his body. Wan Qi himself was not sure whether his blood was normal human blood or the carrier of the Red Sea's power. Just like a person with body odor cannot smell their own odor, it had long been a part of his life.

Having confirmed this, Wan Qi immediately pulled out a bone knife. With a flash of cold light, a piece of flesh and a source stone crystal fell to the ground at the same time.

Vildine, who was standing next to him, felt a pang of anxiety and instinctively reached for his briefcase, wanting to take out some hemostatic medicine and gauze. After finding nothing, he suddenly remembered that he hadn't brought a briefcase.

Wan Qi didn't notice Virtin's expression. He was used to cutting his own body, and even if Slaanesh came, he would dare to laugh at him for not being Slaanesh enough.

Although the wound was so deep that you could see the bone, the surging red quickly healed the injury, and the Originium crystal disappeared completely. If it weren't for the piece of flesh that Wan Qi was holding, the scene would have seemed like an illusion.

Not a single drop of blood was shed; it withdrew halfway through.

Even Virtue himself couldn't help but think to himself: What a brilliant mind.

"So, what exactly is this... um?"

Just as Wan Qi was examining the flesh on his forearm, the Originium crystal on it suddenly disappeared, and then a piece of Originium crystal appeared on the back of his right hand. It was still rhomboid in shape, but only the size of a thumb.

"Is this... a case of someone trying to cling to me? Are there deadbeats among Originium?"

Wan Qi looked at Wilting and showed the back of his right hand.

Veltin shook her head; she really didn't know how to explain the situation.

Just then, Kal'tsit and Amiya walked in. Wanqi casually used a layer of ether magic to conceal the Originium crystal on his right hand, then greeted the two, "Yo, you're here. Where is this?"

“Rhodes Island Medical Department, you’ve been unconscious for a day now,” Kal’tsit said.

A whole day has passed, so what exactly happened?