Published: March 2, 2025
The purple mist within his body continuously dissipated, and in a moment, it vanished completely. The enhancement that had been ongoing for the past month reached its end at this moment.
In other words, the benefits were gone...
Wen Yu, sensing all this, was momentarily stunned, then suddenly let out a long sigh.
"This is... the purple mist may not be enough now."
As Wen Yu said this, the surrounding purple mist emitted a "buzzing" sound, and the display screen formed by the purple mist in front of him drew closer. After a moment of silence, Wen Yu spoke seriously.
"Continue!"
Instantly, the purple mist surged as if it were cheering with joy.
...
Any enhancement must adhere to the conservation of energy.
Wen Yu's foundation was established; in just a month, his physical quality and soul strength had increased several folds. He could easily estimate the amount of energy required, and it was likely an astronomical figure!
Disassembling Type One might provide Wen Yu with this kind of power in a short time.
Just now, the enhancement Wen Yu experienced consumed the ubiquitous purple mist around him. As he regained his senses, Wen Yu immediately noticed that the concentration of purple mist had significantly decreased.
If Wen Yu stayed in the dream and continued to accept the enhancement from the purple mist, in just a few months, all the purple mist in Treasure Land No. 444 would be completely exhausted by him.
This aligned with Wen Yu's intentions, but unfortunately, it did not match the goals of the fate beast.
The earlier conversation between the two was merely a discussion; the fate beast requested Wen Yu to assist it by helping itself without enduring the enhancement. Upon considering the possible intentions of the fate beast from his speculations, Wen Yu agreed without hesitation.
This was both curiosity and sympathy.
Sympathy for this lonely servant who had been isolated for countless years.
...
Wen Yu sat within the purple mist, but the once internalized purple mist had become a thing of the past.
He sat there, watching the "Yu" on the purple light screen in front of him pacing back and forth, seemingly continuing his previous torment.
"So, this is the variable. I am the variable of the Mossley Great World, right?"
Wen Yu suddenly asked, and the purple mist paused slightly. Then, two streams of purple mist shot out and merged into Wen Yu's body.
One represented wrong, the other right.
Wen Yu guessed correctly.
"Fate beast, fate beast, your kind of power is truly terrifying... But it is no wonder; a heaven's chosen level sequence one has put all its foundations on your shoulders. It would be strange if you weren't strong..."
Wen Yu sarcastically remarked, but waves rose in his heart.
Fate was elusive, nowhere to be found, yet it genuinely affected everything in the Mossley Great World. The fate beast had its eyes on him, sending him into the Mossley Great World, thus affecting Yu's life.
This was similar to the age-old question of whether the chicken or the egg came first. No Winter, War Master, and the emergence of the Thrilling Wild Song probably followed this logic as well.
Wen Yu drew up blueprints in the Mossley Great World, crafting them for Yu, who died in battle, only to be gifted to himself by the sovereign.
A bizarre cycle of fate, and the instigator was this fate beast.
Wen Yu couldn't comprehend all the intricate details, but he understood the fate beast's intentions clearly.
It had sent him back to the Mossley Great World for what purpose?
A loyal servant, a devoted savior...
It wanted to save Yu from a doomed fate.
However, how difficult that was...
Once Yu's fate changed in the Mossley Great World, everything would undergo earth-shattering changes. Wen Yu didn't know whether these changes would be good or bad, but that didn't stop him from making some attempts.
What if... what if Yu could end the conflict between the sovereign and the demon lord in the Mossley Great World?
But that would bring him back to the chicken or egg question...
If it could be accomplished, perhaps this world would have long ceased to be as it was now.