28: Chapter 28 Return

Analyzing Martial Skill by observing movements was something Chen Moxuan definitely could not have done before.

Just as his Special Ability, [ All-Things Calculation ], could not parse information from a book if one could not read the text itself.

However, as Chen Moxuan's understanding of Martial Skill deepened, the movements of the students in Traditional Martial Arts Class 2 were now like simple, easy-to-understand text, which could be parsed just by looking at them.

Whether [ All-Things Calculation ] could parse something depended on whether he could obtain effective information, which was to say, it depended on his level of cognition.

Chen Moxuan vaguely felt that if he could master a way to detect the outside world beyond the five human senses, that would be when his Special Ability, [ All-Things Calculation ], would truly shine.

For example, the Spiritual Sense produced after reaching the fourth step of the martial path, the Spirit Ascension Realm.

[ Current Mental Energy 58 / 100 (58%) ]

Six minutes of parsing had consumed 30 points of Chen Moxuan's Mental Energy, and adding in some depletion from the previous battle, he now had 58 points of Mental Energy remaining.

He felt slightly sleepy, just enough to warrant a nap.

With nothing better to do, Chen Moxuan began to communicate internally with Xiao Bo inside the black god bracelet.

Perhaps it was seeing the effect of the battle armor worn by Liu Kai, but Chen Moxuan found this style rather ugly.

He intended to have Xiao Bo set up a new style of battle suit for the black god bracelet's program, rather than using the original battle armor form.

Although the response he received was ambiguous, relying on their conscious connection, Chen Moxuan understood that Xiao Bo had roughly grasped his meaning.

Once the program was set, even without Xiao Bo's conscious control, the nanobots could arrange and combine according to the program, transforming into whatever form he desired.

After setting the battle suit, Chen Moxuan also set up styles for weapons such as swords, bows, staves, spears, gauntlets... and so on.

A breeze rustled through the leaves, and the stone pillar he was leaning against felt slightly warm from the sun.

Chen Moxuan tilted his head back, letting the sunlight shine on his eyelids, which grew heavy.

Not far away, Zhang Chao saw this, his eyes turned red, and he moved his feet even more rapidly.

Each step landed heavily on the ground, kicking up a small cloud of dust, while he muttered to himself:

"How can you sleep at your age... how can you sleep..."

Chen Moxuan seemed detached from it all, his consciousness becoming increasingly blurred. The surrounding sounds were like white noise, tapping against his nerves rhythmically, which instead became an excellent lullaby.

"This familiar feeling... sleeping in class is still the best."

Soon, sleepiness engulfed him completely like a tide.

...

He did not know how much time had passed.

Chen Moxuan felt a pulling force dragging his consciousness down, sinking deeper and deeper.

Immediately after, his entire body perceived a sense of detachment, as if it were about to be ripped away from the current world.

Chen Moxuan desperately wanted to open his eyes, but his eyelids were abnormally heavy, and then the whole world began to spin with a dizzying sensation.

When he regained his senses, an extremely pungent smell of blood entered his nostrils.

In an instant, Chen Moxuan snapped his eyes open and saw a scene like Hell.

Looking around, everything was covered in mangled corpses; severed limbs were scattered messily. The mangled parts of the bodies had dark black scorch marks, emitting the smell of burnt flesh, which was nauseating.

Dark red blood flowed, completely soaking the ground, and the thick pools of blood reflected a chilling luster under the sunlight.

On the ground and walls, amidst the char left by intense heat, several flames were still burning, making a "crackle" sound.

The pleasant and leisurely afternoon time from just moments ago had instantly turned into a purgatory; the intense contrast left Chen Moxuan dazed for a moment.

"Calm down... calm down."

Chen Moxuan suppressed his discomfort and took two steps back.

Although it had become a mess, this was his classroom in his original world.

Had he returned?

With a muffled "thud".

Chen Moxuan felt as if he had kicked something round, and instinctively turned his head, his gaze instantly freezing.

What came into view was a solitary head.

The owner of the head had a twisted face, with an expression of extreme despair frozen on it, eyes wide open.

Fresh blood trickled from the wide-open mouth, winding down the cheeks and dripping onto the blood-stained ground.

It seemed that until the very last moment of life, it could hardly believe its life had ended so without warning.

And Chen Moxuan would never mistake the appearance of this head; it was his homeroom teacher, Ma Jingyuan.

Chen Moxuan felt his stomach churning, and a strong sense of nausea washed over him in wave after wave.

He could no longer bear it; his legs went weak, and he bent over, dry-heaving.

After a good while, Chen Moxuan slightly caught his breath, and a lazy female voice entered his ears.

"Tsk, what a tragic sight."

Chen Moxuan looked in the direction of the voice, his pupils shrinking.

He saw a black-haired girl with a curvaceous figure, who had sat with her legs crossed at some unknown time, leaning against the broken window.

The girl's expression was relaxed, as if she were in her own back garden instead of a bloody Hell.

"Looking at you, your journey to the other world must have gone quite smoothly."

"What kind of world is it? Tell me about it..."

Before the girl had finished speaking, the black bracelet in Chen Moxuan's hand instantly transformed into a long blade with a cold, piercing glint, slicing her and the wall behind her in two.

The eerie part was that not a single drop of blood splattered out.

The girl's figure, like an illusory bubble or light smoke drifting in the wind, suddenly dissipated from where she stood and appeared behind Chen Moxuan:

"Pretty fast, is this an ability you gained in the other world?"

Chen Moxuan did not turn back; the long blade in his hand changed into a spear in the blink of an eye, and he thrust it back at the girl.

The girl raised her hand, and an invisible force seemed to surge within her palm, forming an indestructible barrier.

The tip of the spear struck heavily against this invisible force, as if it had hit a thick city wall, unable to advance even an inch further.

"You are so rude, can you not let someone finish speaking?!"

The girl was slightly annoyed, then seemed to realize something and quickly said:

"Hey, hey, hey, you don't think I killed these people, do you?"

As she spoke, a strange light shimmered around the girl, and as the light flickered, her figure gradually distorted.

In the blink of an eye, the girl's appearance disappeared, replaced by the figure of a man.

"You should be more familiar with this appearance, student Chen Moxuan."

Chen Moxuan looked closely and recognized this person:

"It's you... wasn't your chest burned through?"

He was a student in the class with very little presence, and indeed the person who had previously been targeted by Wan Chaoren and had his chest pierced by a laser.

"Just used some sleight of hand," the man smiled slightly.

"But now, we can have a proper chat."

A flash of light shimmered, and the man changed back into the previous girl. The corners of her mouth curled up slightly, and she said with a lazy smile:

"I guess you have a lot of questions you want to ask, so I'll summarize for now,

everything you experienced in the other world earlier was the influence caused by my Special Ability."

"As for my Special Ability, it's roughly the ability to let people travel to a random other world and bring back personal items, memories, and the physical body from that world to the original world."

"It's called, [ Otherworld Walker ]."