"Okay, I understand your request."
Lin Fan nodded, already grasping the other party's meaning. For him, nothing brought more joy than helping others.
He swung the wooden Tang straight sword in his hand.
Once!
Twice!
As if familiarizing himself with it.
"Is there a problem?" Cheng Zhi inquired. Seeing Lin Fan's actions, he felt a little uncertain, sensing that Lin Fan wasn't very skilled. But these things were no longer important; he should be content that someone was willing to spend time with him.
"No."
Lin Fan shook his head. He was just testing the strength of the Tang straight sword in his hand. After the trial, he completely understood. He couldn't use any strength, not even a sliver of his true power, otherwise, the other party would die.
Even the strength of his physical body was a concern.
The Primordial Divine Body he once obtained was incredibly powerful, requiring him to restrain his physical strength.
"Let's begin. I've made all the preparations," Cheng Zhi said.
Lin Fan lifted the wooden Tang straight sword and lightly swung it down. The speed wasn't fast, but not slow either. However, the force was truly light. How could he use any real force? If he injured the other party, something would definitely go wrong.
He had already made significant progress. If it were the him from the Qingshan Mental Hospital, as long as the other party dared to boast about their strength and told him to use his full power, he really could have killed them with a single punch.
"Here it comes."
With a single strike, the Tang straight sword in Cheng Zhi's hand flew out. As for Cheng Zhi, his fingers were numb from the shock. But now… how could he care about numb fingers? He sat dejectedly on the ground, crestfallen.
"I really am trash. I can't even hold a sword."
Tears flowed down Cheng Zhi's cheeks and dripped onto the ground. He was truly heartbroken. What they said was true; he really was trash, unable to even withstand this.
"Stand up," Lin Fan said.
Cheng Zhi looked at Lin Fan, his eyes full of disappointment. He recalled his classmates' words, suggesting he go to a regular school instead of wasting time here. Even with effort, it would be useless.
"Don't despair, don't lose heart. As long as you work hard, there will be results. I once knew a friend who used a sword. He told me about his childhood. Do you want to hear it?" Lin Fan asked softly.
"Yes."
"His name was Tian Sheng. When he was young, he was very frail. Children his age were much stronger than him. Later, he went to learn the sword, believing that the sword was the lightest and most suitable for him. However, he had no talent in swordsmanship. Everyone said he was trash, but he didn't give up. Instead…"
Lin Fan narrated slowly.
Cheng Zhi listened attentively, clenching his fists as if empathizing deeply.
A long time later.
Lin Fan patted Cheng Zhi's shoulder and said, "Come on, work hard, and you will succeed too."
"Mm." Cheng Zhi wasn't truly despairing, but needed someone's trust and encouragement. Lin Fan provided this, allowing him to regain his confidence.
Seeing the confident look in the other party's eyes, Lin Fan thought to himself…
Tian Sheng, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make up stories about you.
If Tian Sheng knew, he would definitely roar, "This old man has been a swordsmanship genius since childhood! When was I ever trash? Even if you want to encourage others, you don't have to make up stories about me. Di Sheng would be suitable; you could use him."
"Come on, let's continue," Lin Fan said.
"Okay."
What happened next was just as expected. Every swing from Lin Fan would knock the Tang straight sword out of Cheng Zhi's hand. But even so, he persisted, picking up the sword and continuing to endure Lin Fan's strikes.
"Again!"
"I can do it."
"I can do it…"
At the Extermination Organization.
The investigation team tried every possible method, searching every place they could think of, but they couldn't find where the monster limb was hiding. They considered the possibility that the monster limb might be possessing a human.
However, humans possessed by monsters typically transform into monsters themselves, with the first instinct being to eat people. Hunger was something monsters couldn't tolerate.
But until now, there hadn't been any activity.
This was a very strange matter.
Dark alleys.
Filthy sewers.
These were the places they searched, finding nothing but rats and cockroaches.
Night.
Lin Fan stayed in the guard room, the corner of his mouth curving into a smile as he recalled the events of the day. Cheng Zhi had regained his confidence and hoped to have him as a sparring partner every day. He didn't refuse this request, agreeing without hesitation.
A text message arrived.
"Uncle, tonight is very quiet, and the moon is beautiful. What are you doing?"
"Getting ready to sleep."
"Such a disciplined uncle! I'll bring you breakfast tomorrow too, but you can't close the gate, okay? You have to wait for me to arrive."
"Okay."
"Uncle, good night!"
Through this simple exchange, Tang Nayi's ultimate goal was to prevent Lin Fan from closing the gate early; this was the most important thing.
As Lin Fan prepared for bed, he suddenly remembered something. He opened his phone's browser and typed in the search bar:
"Does light exist?"
This was the simplest and most effective method. The internet was a vast encyclopedia; anything he wanted to know could be found there. The page loaded, and the information he sought was about to appear.
Anonymous netizen: Are you crazy? Haven't you seen daytime?
Lin Fan frowned, scrolling through the answers below.
"Light is a physics term, and its essence is a kind of…"
The explanation was very profound, and he didn't quite understand it, but it definitely wasn't the answer he was looking for. Helplessly, he closed his phone, closed his eyes, and went straight to sleep.
He recalled the words he heard from the child yesterday.
"The Light Warrior exists…"
He suddenly opened his eyes, grabbed his phone, and searched for 'Light Warrior'.
Looking at the search results:
The Light Warrior is an original character created by Chen Jianjian in 1987, with a history of forty years, a classic in the hearts of generations…
Original?
Lin Fan was a bit confused. He understood the meaning of "original," but felt it was strange. It shouldn't be like this. There must be something wrong. He continued to scroll down, but all he found were various plots of the Light Warrior, nothing he was looking for.
"Sigh!"
Forget it, he'd better sleep and ask someone tomorrow.
The next day!
As usual, Lin Fan waited for Tang Nayi to arrive at school, ate breakfast, waited for his colleagues to arrive, handed over his work, and went to water the vegetable garden. Cheng Zhi would arrive at this time to continue training with Lin Fan.
"Do you know the Light Warrior?"
"Yes, a cartoon character. Children nowadays like him very much. I liked him a lot back then too."
"No, does he really exist?" Lin Fan was puzzled by the content of the mission prompt. In this short period, he had heard things related to light, so naturally, he was very curious.
Cheng Zhi stared at him in surprise, then chuckled, "How is that possible? He doesn't exist. He's just a fictional character. It's all made up by people with nothing better to do, spreading rumors. Anyone who believes it is a fool."
"Alright." Lin Fan felt regretful. He didn't expect it to be like this. Cheng Zhi was the original author of this dream world and definitely knew more than him. He believed Cheng Zhi shouldn't be wrong.
It was the same as he thought before.
Take it slow.
There's no rush. The mission will be completed one day.
The training began.
Cheng Zhi couldn't hold onto the sword even once, dropping it with every strike. It wasn't that Cheng Zhi was weak, but that Lin Fan was too terrifying. Let alone anyone in the dream world being able to withstand him, even those starry sky races, who could withstand him?
Several days later.
At the library.
"Excuse me, do you have any books about the Light Warrior?" Lin Fan asked the librarian. The librarian was an old man, seemingly in his sixties or seventies, wearing glasses, his hair neatly combed, with a strong scholarly air.
The librarian glanced at Lin Fan and said indifferently, "No."
How could the Special Warfare Academy library have comic books? He knew Lin Fan, the academy gatekeeper. It seemed he was really bored and wanted to read comics to pass the time.
Nowadays, everyone has a phone. Why not just read it on the phone?
"Excuse me, where can I find them?" Lin Fan asked politely.
The librarian said, "They're everywhere on the street. You can go find them yourself."
"Thank you." Lin Fan expressed his gratitude.
On the street.
Lin Fan searched everywhere and did find books about the Light Warrior. Unfortunately, and disappointingly, they weren't what he was looking for. It was really difficult.
He came to a bench, watched people passing by, sat down, took out his phone, and played with it casually. He entered "Light Warrior" into the map app.
Suddenly,
The page extended, zooming out to a faraway location.
"Hm?"
"Light Warrior Ruins."
He saw the words displayed on the map, more than six hundred kilometers away from him. He zoomed in with two fingers. He hadn't misread it; it really was 'Light Warrior Ruins'. For him, this was a major discovery.
Night!
The sky was very dark.
Lin Fan opened his phone's map, confirmed the direction, soared into the sky, and then flew towards that location. He was now going to search for the 'Light Warrior Ruins'. There must be something he wanted to know there.
The ruined city of Fuyang.
This city was breached by monsters eight years ago. The mere twenty-meter-high walls hadn't stopped the monsters' invasion. In a very short time, it was breached, resulting in heavy casualties. Less than a tenth of the people escaped.
Ruined buildings were everywhere,
Having become a haven for plants.
Lin Fan walked on the dark streets. The surroundings were very quiet. Occasionally, a gust of wind blew by, rolling rusty cans and making a slight noise.
He opened his phone to check the address.
It was only three kilometers away from him, and he would arrive soon.
Lin Fan raised his hand, his fingers burning with flames, illuminating the surrounding environment. It wasn't as beautiful as he imagined. It had become ruins, and all he could see was desolation.
This place must have been as prosperous as his city once.
Creak!
A sound came.
Lin Fan looked to the side. It was a dark alley, like a dark abyss opening its giant mouth to swallow anyone passing by.
"So scary."
Fortunately, Old Zhang wasn't here. Otherwise, Old Zhang would definitely be very scared. He knew Old Zhang was most afraid of the dark. If Old Zhang were here, he would have to burn flames and illuminate the entire city.
Ignoring the dark alley, he continued walking forward.
The moment Lin Fan left,
A red light flickered in the dark alley.