Chen Shouyi lit the gasoline lamp, and only when he heard Chen Xingyue's footsteps fade away did he unzip the briefcase.

The Shell Lady was still asleep, but upon hearing the familiar sound of the zipper, she blinked her sleepy eyes open.

By the time Chen Shouyi fished her out of the briefcase and placed her on the bed, she had become lively, displaying an expression of excitement as though she was ready to set off, and asked in a flattering tone, "Dear Giant, are we going to kill the bad mice and bad birds?"

"Not today, but definitely tomorrow!"

Today he had survived a fierce battle by the skin of his teeth, and then got cursed by the Barbarian God, experiencing a terrible nightmare, so he had neither the mood nor energy to practice archery.

Moreover, according to Song Jieying and a few other Martial Artists, the temporary conscription for the Martial Artists hadn't ended, and early tomorrow morning, they had to cooperate with the army in Chengan District to annihilate the remaining Barbarians and finish the war thoroughly.

By then, another brutal battle might be unavoidable.

Tonight, he just wanted to lie in bed, sleep, and recuperate to gather strength.

The Shell Lady initially thought they would definitely go on a rampage today to make the Giant kill every single fierce mouse and bird, but upon hearing his words, she immediately felt disappointed, her once-jubilant mood deflating instantaneously with disappointment:

"Do I have to wait for another sunrise and sunset?"

"Yes, you're the best behaved. You just tidy up your clothes today, then take a nap, and it will be soon." Chen Shouyi looked at her pitiful little face, finding it amusing inside, and offered comfort, then opened the wardrobe drawer, took out the small clothes he had packed away, and placed them before her.

"Then I'll be busy to death today with so many pretty clothes here." The Shell Lady feigned a sigh, and immediately picked up a green dress with excitement, starting her tiresome game of changing clothes again.

Chen Shouyi felt he was too weary to even ridicule.

At this moment, he remembered the changes in the Memory Space, and his heart couldn't help but quietly thrill.

Previously, he had only scratched the surface.

Some bold ideas hadn't been tried yet before he had hastily exited the Book of Knowledge, and now thinking about it, he felt quite eager.

He immediately lay on the bed, closed his eyes, quickly entered the Gray Mist Space, selected the newly generated Memory Leaf among the tens of thousands on the World Tree, and then plunged his mind into it.

...

Chen Shouyi, who had been standing still at the edge of the floor, gazing off into the distance with intense concentration, suddenly stirred.

He twisted his head, twisted his body, and then twisted his feet.

"My own body is exactly the same as the real one, with the same strength, the same feel, the same reality, making one feel as if time has reversed and returned to that prior scene of battle."

If not for many areas still being shrouded in black mist, this world would be indistinguishable from reality.

He looked around at the solemn and tense Martial Artists, but at this moment, he didn't feel a hint of tension, his mentality was incredibly relaxed, with a sense of freedom as if breaking through original constraints.

People living in society are constantly subject to explicit and implicit rules.

Laws, public opinion, others' views, family constraints, secular norms, the position one holds in society, all these act like an invisible net that subconsciously keeps one from overstepping, aligning with one's identity.

But at this moment, all these constraints vanished, and he felt like he was playing a single-player game where everyone else was an NPC. He glanced at Song Jieying beside him whose face was tense, and suddenly conceived a mischievous thought.

Under the puzzled stares, he suddenly extended a hand and pinched her face hard.

So smooth and tender, it felt quite nice.

His heart pounded wildly.

Song Jieying stared in shock, her mouth open, gazing at Chen Shouyi in dumbfounded silence, turning red all of a sudden, but for some reason, remained silent and endured it.

His actions caught the attention of quite a few people nearby.

"What are you looking at? I'm flirting with a good woman; let's see who dares come and hit me!" Chen Shouyi teased, thinking that nothing was real anyway.

However, to his disappointment, everyone hurriedly averted their gaze, avoiding looking further.

"Chen Shouyi, what's wrong with you today, acting so strange." Song Jieying snapped back to reality, looking at him with some suspicion, as if this Chen Shouyi seemed unfamiliar to her.

"Strange, huh? Wait, there's more to come!" Chen Shouyi grinned strangely.

"Brother Chen, get ready! The battle's about to start," Qin Liuyuan also turned back to advise.

"Everyone's a bit too tense, need to lighten the mood." Chen Shouyi also felt he went too far, completely unlike his former self; perhaps without constraints, his darker side had rapidly inflated, making him extraordinarily audacious, doing things he'd never dare before here without pressure.

"The enemy is here, everyone on alert!" A loud shout came from downstairs.

Chen Shouyi immediately got excited; that Barbarian God was finally here.

He stepped to the edge of the floor, and under the stunned gazes of the crowd, leaped off the eighth floor. Many quickly looked downstairs to find him rolling to cushion the impact and landing steadily on the ground.

Everyone's faces changed with amazement; this was a commercial building, and a fall from the eighth floor, at least thirty meters, would be fatal or severely injurious to even an ordinary Martial Artist.

But to Chen Shouyi, it just left his legs slightly numb. In less than a second, the minor negative impact rapidly dissipated.

He sprinted madly toward the direction the Barbarian God was coming from in his memory.

Indeed, he wanted to test the Barbarian God's strength firsthand.

Moreover, the worst outcome was just death.

Was he afraid of dying?

In this Memory Space, was he afraid of dying?

In just a blink, his speed had already reached its limit, with the whistling gale barely brushing against his body before automatically dissipating, advancing rapidly at a hundred meters per second.

In just a few seconds, he saw an enormous silhouette moving toward him at high speed with intense air currents along the avenue.

Imposing and overwhelming!

The air exploded in sounds like thunder, echoing, with windows of the buildings on both sides shattering. Before the giant even approached, the gale surged toward him like immense waves.

Powerful, truly intimidating and terrifying!

Chen Shouyi's speed topped at around a hundred meters per second, whereas this Barbarian God's speed was at least supersonic, though luckily his sight could barely keep up.

Seeing Chen Shouyi's figure, the Giant surprisingly halted, raising the enormous War Axe, looking down at the small figure, and mockingly said, "Mortal King, your pathetic armies have been destroyed by me. Your audacity angers me greatly, yet I mercifully offer you one last chance to surrender to me!"

The Giant's voice rolled like thunder, making Chen Shouyi's ears itch with reverberation.

"Surrender? Ridiculous, I'm here to slay a god today." Chen Shouyi fearlessly retaliated.

"Impudent, blasphemer." The Barbarian God instantly raged, its form blurting out like a sudden thunderclap.

With a booming sound, Chen Shouyi's ears thundered as his mind reeled scarcely, only to find darkness falling overhead as a giant foot aimed to crush him, delivering an attack several times faster than the speed of sound.

Chen Shouyi felt the air grow incredibly sticky, his body like a fly stuck in thick porridge, with a terrifying pressure that rendered him weak, unable to muster much strength.

In this critical moment, he bit down hard, focusing sharply, and let out a low roar. His muscles trembled, veins bulging on his neck, and power surged throughout his body. He kicked the ground forcefully, shattering it, attempting to evade the attack.

However, just as he moved, in the next instant, there came a massive crash as the giant foot landed.

Chen Shouyi got flattened like a mouse, reduced to a muddle of flesh and blood.

He was promptly expelled from the Memory Space.

He lay panting on his bedroom ceiling, his heart pounding wildly.

It was simply too powerful, too terrifying.

ps: This function is too sinister, I dare not write it!

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