Chapter 30

Translator: Exodus Tales

Editor: Exodus Tales

In the end, Fang Zheng decided to go the depths of Shadow Canyon with Marth and the others to stop the lich’s evil conspiracy. As a matter of fact, he didn’t have a choice in this matter. Fang Zheng alone wasn’t able to escape Shadow Canyon for sure, and Marth and the others were determined to go back. As such, he could only accompany them. After Fang Zheng gave it a second thought, it might still be a good idea. After all, he could meet up with Shidon and Miss M if he followed these people. At that time, it would be much easier to leave.

In the last battle by the beach, the team had suffered heavy casualties; only five knights survived including Marth and Conan, and two among them were even grievously injured. Left with no choice, Fang Zheng had to sub in as priest, once again. He gave them quick treatment using the Paladin’s Holy Light. Obviously, Marth was overwhelmed by this move. But unfortunately, there weren’t any Resurrection techniques among Paladin skills for Fang Zheng to master. So, there was nothing he could have done. However, even if there was, he would not have gone to rescue them. Fang Zheng had also inquired a bit about it when he was with Knight Conan. Although one could be saved in this world even if he or she was on his last breath, the dead could no longer be resurrected; that was a realm of Gods. Even if the dead could be revived somehow, it was easier for the people to associate it with necromancer like existence who could play with souls. Fang Zheng still had not taken off the hat of a cultist till now, why would he hang a necromancer sign on himself.

According to Marth, they were surrounded and ambushed by the main force, forcing them to fight and run. Many people were separated during this. With no way left in the end, they choose to fight to the death with the enemy at the Blood River Beach. If Fang Zheng hadn’t promptly arrived, they would have really fought to their deaths. But their current situation wasn’t really that bad, at least a total of five templars including Mart and Conan had survived, barely good news.

Everyone immediately evacuated the Blood River Beach after Fang Zheng had healed their wounds. But much to their surprise, everything was pretty calm along the way; they didn’t encounter any enemy. This was good news and bad news. The good news was that they were no longer the prime focus of the lich. The bad news was that the lich seemed to have enough confidence to complete the ritual as the lich didn’t need them anymore. If that was the case, everyone was needed to make the best use of the time to stop its evil plans and conspiracies.

The night grew darker.

Fang Zheng, sitting on the stone, gazed at the bonfire in front of him. In the dark wilderness, this orange fire was particularly reassuring. As the night wind blew through the wilderness, even stranger sounds could be heard in the distance. God knows whether they were the roars of beasts or screams of ghosts.

It was really interesting…

Looking at all this, Fang Zheng couldn’t help but narrow his eyes, leaning comfortably on the stone. From an early age, he grew up in the city. He had traveled to other places occasionally but it was the first time he had built a campfire in the endless wilderness for the night. Just the fresh feeling made him enjoy himself. This even made him feel as if he had traveled through time and returned to the wild times millions of years ago. Perhaps the primitive people back then sat around the fire, enjoying the warmth, dispelling the darkness. The heavy feeling brought by this time suddenly weighed down on his mind, making Fang Zheng lose his mind for a moment.

“You seldom travel, right?”

Just as Fang Zheng was admiring the lovely scene before his eyes, Marth came over and sat beside him. Fang Zheng nodded in agreement after hearing Marth’s question.

“Yeah, seldom. I was very busy before. To be honest, I hardly remember the last time I looked up at the sky.”

“Everyone always pays attention to the things before their eyes and ignores the beautiful scenery around them.”

Marth smiled at him upon hearing Fang Zheng’s reply.

“To be honest, sometimes it’s better to go out for a walk, even in this situation. After all, who knows whether or not we will see the light of tomorrow. Therefore, you should concentrate on enjoying the present. Only by living like this, you will not regret missing the good times at your deathbed.”

“It makes sense.”

Fang Zheng nodded in agreement with Marth’s feelings.

Isn’t that the case with the people living in the city? Everyone is busy with work and housework every day, caring about the price of food, reimbursement of medical insurance, and other trivial matters; socializing with colleagues in the office and after office hours; and paying attention to children’s studies, payment of mortgages when at home; maybe even considering whether the price of gasoline has risen recently, again. As for the city they live in, who really cares what it’s actually like? 

What’s the purpose of life?

Everyone had different answers to this question.

But the most important thing was…

“A person should live their life like this; when they recall the past, they should not regret wasting their precious time, nor should they be ashamed of being busy with miscellaneous work…”

“Oh!? This is very interesting, are these your thoughts?”

“No, this is what I read in a book.”

Fang Zheng shrugged his shoulders, noticing Marth’s curious gaze.

“To tell you the truth, I didn’t take it seriously in the past. After all, everyone could talk about this. Moreover… talking about it wasn’t of any use… but now, I understand a little bit.”

“The good thing about being young is that you aren’t afraid. One might live smoothly by living carefully but it’s too boring. As a matter of fact, I find it a bit reasonable, but it’s better if you don’t understand it. If you understand it, it means you have obtained something and lost something else.”

Speaking of this, Marth stood up and patted Fang Zheng’s shoulder.

“It’s late, aren’t you going to sleep? We have to hit the road tomorrow.”

“I will stay a bit longer.”

“Alright, but be careful. The scenery might be picturesque but it’s hiding danger in its beauty. A person’s life is no different than walking on a foggy road; no one knows what will happen in the next moment.”

“I know this very well.”

Fang Zheng agreed with Marth’s feelings. After all, no one would understand the meaning of this sentence better than Fang Zheng himself; he had transmigrated and was reborn in another world after getting electrocuted by a high-voltage wire. What else couldn’t happen to him in this life?

Marth went back to rest, leaving Fang Zheng alone. However, the reason why he stayed wasn’t just to watch the scenery. After confirming that there was no one around, Fang Zheng took out some of the spirit crystals he had put away before. In fact, Fang Zheng had already grown impatient after learning about recharging through the system. Now that he had found an opportunity, he immediately began trying to recharge.

Very soon, the previous system pop up appeared in front of him again after he took out a few crystals.

[Detected a valuable convertible item. Do you want to recharge?]

“Yes.”

Fang Zheng chose to confirm without a moment of delay, looking at the message in front of him.

Soon, he saw a golden circle emerge from his palm. The spirit lying inside the array immediately disintegrated into countless particles dancing about in the air before getting sucked into the array like iron filings attracted by the magnet. Next, another system prompt appeared before Fang Zheng’s eyes again.

[190 points of energy have been absorbed, please choose to use.]

190!? 

Fang Zheng froze for a moment, looking at the value in front of him. He remembered that according to his designed conversion ratio, the crystal energy to money ratio was 1:1. In other words, the spirit crystals in his hand were worth this much money!

Wait a minute… If I remember it correctly, the crystal energy can be converted into dimensional points, and the conversion ratio seems to be 1:5… that means, they can only be exchanged for 38 dimension points at most! 

Thinking about this, Fang Zheng’s face became stiff once more. 

In short, if he counted the 5 dimension points he had saved, he could only draw four times!

Now the question was, should he have exchanged them? 

Fang Zheng realized that this question was pretty stupid. There was no need to answer at all.

If you have the money and don’t spend it, how are you any different from a loser? 

So, Fang Zheng made a decision. 

Exchange!