Today, Lu Yao was once again wandering around with absolutely nothing to do.
Dressed in black casual clothes and holding a cup of cola, he watched pedestrians move through the street while contemplating the meaning of life.
Everything that existed or happened should possess some underlying rule and meaning.
Then what exactly should he, as someone who had experienced transmigration, be doing?
Lu Yao’s system only delivered benefits.
It assigned him no corresponding obligations.
No…
Maybe that wasn’t necessarily true.
Perhaps he was currently in some observation period.
Once enough time passed, the system might react again.
Lu Yao had never seriously considered the possibility that the system might be plotting against him.
Mainly because—
In his original life, Lu Yao had simply been one ordinary person among more than a billion in China and billions across the world.
No extraordinary talent.
No extraordinary appearance.
No extraordinary intelligence.
No extraordinary background.
A completely ordinary person found anywhere.
That was about the full extent of his value.
At the very least, Lu Yao didn’t believe his original self had possessed enough value to deserve an ability like Dark Matter.
No. Perhaps fewer than 0.01% of the people in his original world possessed that kind of value.
So even if the system really was calculating something involving him, Lu Yao still thought the trade was worthwhile.
A human life lasted barely a century.
Yet the system had given him limitless possibilities.
In that case, continuing to do absolutely nothing might not be ideal.
Lu Yao tossed his empty cup into a trash bin.
I really should register with the Hero Association and become a professional hero or something…
“Aaaah! A monster!”
“Quick! Get a hero!”
The street suddenly erupted into panic.
Another monster had appeared.
“Cry! Scream!”
The monster’s entire body was covered in keyboards, and it wielded two keyboard-shaped blades.
It laughed wildly.
“If Heaven had not birthed me, the Keyboard Warrior, the Path of Flaming would be an eternal night! I enforced justice on the internet day after day, and by the time I came to my senses, my body had transformed! Keyboard, come!”
Wow.
There are even monsters like this?
“Monster! Help!”
A passerby collapsed onto the ground, apparently so frightened he was close to a breakdown.
His legs trembled so badly he could hardly preserve his reason.
“What’s wrong with being a monster?! Did monsters eat your rice?! Am I the only one who thinks monsters are actually the good guys?!”
“Take this—’You’re So Handsome You Must’ve Had Plastic Surgery Slash’!”
Just as the keyboard was about to slam into the innocent passerby’s face, Lu Yao flicked a finger.
Something almost invisible streaked through the air and struck the weapon.
Its true form was a needle.
But not an ordinary one.
It was a projectile made from Dark Matter.
Deflecting the monster’s weapon was trivial.
Not only that—
The instant the needle bounced away, it decomposed into ultrathin yet extremely durable threads.
They attached themselves to the civilian’s clothing and yanked him far outside the monster’s reach.
“What bastard attacked me from the shadows?! Someone who does sneak attacks obviously had no proper upbringing!”
As expected of a Keyboard Warrior monster.
Insulting people had been carved into its very bones.
Tiger-level?
No…
Maybe Demon-level.
It looks like all it does is insult people, but its words interfere with normal thought and amplify emotions like fear and anger.
Lu Yao narrowed his eyes.
He remembered the civilian’s excessive reaction.
This isn’t even the outskirts of City Z.
Why are monsters appearing so frequently here too?
With a faint sigh, Lu Yao once again worried about the future of this disaster-ridden world.
Normal daily life was already difficult enough.
Too much stress could turn you into a monster.
If the monster wasn’t strong enough, it would be eliminated.
If you were a normal person, you could encounter a monster just by going for a walk and immediately die.
Because this world was so dangerous, Lu Yao had already begun wearing nanomachine clothing as his everyday outfit.
The casual clothes he wore right now looked ordinary.
But closer inspection would reveal that their craftsmanship differed from any existing textile.
They were fundamentally countless nanomachines arranged in an ordered structure.
They possessed many functions.
They could rearrange themselves at any time into nanotech armor or other equipment with stronger defense, mobility, and offensive power.
They also possessed baseline protection and environmental adaptation.
Most importantly, they increased the number of nanomachines forming the Walrider.
After all, there was a limit to how much material Lu Yao’s body could physically hold.
“So it was you?!”
The Keyboard Warrior focused on Lu Yao.
Probably because he was the only person who hadn’t fled in panic.
“Take the ultimate technique born from twenty years of professional trolling and paid-shill experience, transformed by monsterization!”
The Keyboard Warrior opened its mouth wide.
“Rhythm Master’s Hard Whirlpool Water Blade!”
A narrow jet of water erupted from its mouth.
Its cutting power was probably comparable to an industrial water jet.
The naming sense was atrocious.
It had somehow insulted two classics at once.
The fabric around Lu Yao’s sleeve began to ripple like something alive.
The nanomachines were preparing to transform.
Then Lu Yao sensed something.
A hero?
It seems someone’s about to rush out and tackle me away.
Fine.
I’ll go with that.
“Watch out!”
Sure enough—
A girl in a black suit with a lily hair ornament and dyed highlights rapidly threw herself against Lu Yao, tackling him aside just before the attack struck.
“It’s dangerous here! Hurry and evacuate!”
After saying that, the girl picked up a three-section staff and joined a group of people dressed in black.
Among them, a middle-aged man with unusually long eyelashes wielded what looked like an eyelash curler.
He shouted, “That’s enough, monster! I am B-Class Rank 2 hero Eyelashes, member of the Blizzard Group! There are more than twenty B-Class heroes here!”
Twenty-plus B-Class heroes…
They’re still going to lose horribly, aren’t they?
The Hero Association had classified this monster as Tiger-level.
A crisis capable of causing casualties, ordinarily requiring five B-Class heroes or one A-Class hero.
But in reality—
This was a Demon-level monster that might require ten A-Class heroes or a single S-Class hero.
That water attack probably wasn’t even its ultimate move.
It might have a second form.
Since Lu Yao was supposedly an ordinary civilian being protected, he crouched at the side of the street.
He hugged his knees and watched the self-proclaimed Blizzard Group perform with a blank expression.
And then—
“Aaaaaaaah!”
The twenty-something B-Class heroes who had been acting so imposing were quickly sent flying.
The Keyboard Warrior transformed into an enormous fan.
No. It should now be called Keyboard Warrior Phase Two: Giant CPU Cooling-Fan Monster.
The Blizzard Group members collapsed all over the street, eyes closed and mouths hanging open.
Eyelashes shouted, “We can’t hold it! Hurry! Call Lady Fubuki for backup!”
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