Chapter 200: Decadence

Luo Feng looked ruthless as he manipulated the Flying Sword to slash at the Skeleton head, but the Skeleton head was not a solid entity, so it was impossible to cause any damage to it at all.

In a short time, Luo Feng tried all methods, Frozen, Eighteen Palms of the Subduing Dragon, Buddha’s Palm… none could stop the Skeleton from devouring the blood.

Taking a deep breath, Luo Feng made up his mind; Xiao Meng could repair injuries, but he did not know whether she could regenerate severed limbs.

The Flying Sword, em power ed by True Qi, slashed down heavily, but this time, it slashed toward Luo Feng’s own two hands.

Luo Feng’s two hands flew high into the air along with his wrists, and crimson blood sprayed out as Luo Feng let out a searing scream.

He did not feel wrong; his current body was indeed real, not a body made of data.

With both hands severed, if Xiao Meng could not repair them, he would be a cripple for the rest of his life.

Luo Feng felt a bitterness in his heart, but he did not have time to think too much. Seizing the instant when the Skeleton flew out together with his wrists, Luo Feng thrust his head forward and swallowed the black bead in the air.

The Skeleton let out an unwilling roar, swallowed Luo Feng’s two hands in the final moment, and then dissipated into the air, disappearing along with Luo Feng’s hands.

Luo Feng lay weakly on the ground. Due to the Skeleton’s devouring, Luo Feng had become a whole circle thinner.

Luo Feng’s eyes were dull. Xiao Meng repaired the injuries very fast, but at this moment, she only repaired his wounds and did not grow new hands.

With a faint hope, Luo Feng logged out of the game.

Opening his eyes on the bed, Luo Feng could not wait to look at his hands. The next moment, Luo Feng’s eyes dimmed. On the bare wrists was the tender new flesh after the wounds had recovered, which looked abnormally nauseating, making him unwilling to even look at it himself.

“Xiao Meng, can’t you grow hands for me?”

“Xiao Meng does not have this ability right now.”

Luo Feng gave a bitter smile; sure enough. Xiao Meng was as discouraging as always. Although Xiao Meng said she did not have the ability right now, who knew when exactly Xiao Meng would be able to grow hands for him? Ten years, a hundred years, or perhaps a thousand years?

Luo Feng just sat there stunned, looking at the ceiling, thinking a lot in his mind.

Since getting Xiao Meng, he had traversed nineteen worlds. He had gained a lot: eternal life, power, money, and the most beautiful and precious treasures in the world like Li Mochou and the others.

In the constant process of traversing, Luo Feng had experienced too many partings of life and death, but he had never suffered too great a setback. Even Bai Xue’s death, Sadako’s dispersal, and Qin Mo’s sleep all had hopes of restoration, and Luo Feng had never given up.

However, this time, Luo Feng suddenly felt disheartened. While gaining many things, he had also lost many. Now his hands were crippled. Even if there was hope of recovery, he did not know what year or month it would be. Did he have that patience?

Luo Feng admired those who were physically disabled but mentally strong, but he could not do it himself. Even if he could persist, having lost his hands, his combat power had fallen by more than half.

As his ability increased, the worlds he traversed seemed to become more and more powerful. Whether Luo Feng could survive in the subsequent worlds was even a problem.

The virtual technology of this world was very powerful, but other aspects of technology were inferior to the original world. Without hands, it was difficult for Luo Feng to manufacture precise Mechanical Arms.

Moreover, Luo Feng did not want to manufacture Mechanical Arms either.

Seryu… until now, I realized how powerful you are…

Luo Feng slowly closed his eyes, and a drop of tears slid from the corner of his eyes.

So confused. What should I do in the future…

Dazzling sunlight projected in through the gap in the curtains, giving the pitch-black room some light.

Luo Feng walked to the window and used the art of Riding a Sword to pull open the curtain. The intense light in an instant made Luo Feng couldn’t help but squint his eyes. The weather outside was really sunny!

The cheerful chirping of sparrows came. Luo Feng irritably pulled the curtain back, and the whole world fell into dimness again.

It was much more comfortable like this.

The crisp ringtone of the mobile phone rang, but Luo Feng felt it was abnormally piercing. He buried his head between his knees, but the mobile phone ringtone rang tirelessly.

Somewhat irritated, he manipulated the mobile phone to float in front of him. Looking at the caller ID above, Luo Feng’s irritable mood seemed to be suddenly poured with a basin of cold water, instantly calming down.

Using the nauseating tender flesh newly grown on his wrist to answer the phone, Luo Feng’s voice was as gentle as possible, “Ziyang…”

However, as soon as Luo Feng spoke, he discovered his voice was abnormally hoarse and dry, like iron wire sliding across glass, making one’s head hurt after hearing it.

“Ah, Brother Luo Feng, what’s wrong with you?” Jin Ziyang’s worried voice came.

A Water Sphere suddenly appeared in front of Luo Feng. Luo Feng swallowed the Water Sphere to moisten his throat, and then he spoke: “Ziyang, I’m fine. I’ll just be a bit busy these few days, so I won’t come to find you.”

“Oh, it doesn’t matter, Brother Luo Feng. Work is important.”

Listening to Jin Ziyang’s pleasant voice like a oriole, Luo Feng’s eyes felt somewhat astringent. She was clearly just an eighteen-year-old girl, at the age of longing for love the most, but at this moment, she performed so virtuously and generous, making Luo Feng feel an inexplicable heartache.

In this lifetime, Luo Feng originally planned to give Jin Ziyang happiness, but with his current appearance, how could he let her be happy…

Luo Feng chatted simply with Jin Ziyang for two sentences, then hung up the phone.

Luo Feng asked Assistant Jin to send all the documents the company needed to handle to the room, and after handling them, pass them out. During this period, he did not see anyone.

Assistant Jin looked at the door with some worry but did not know what exactly had happened to the boss. Could it be that he quarreled with Miss Jin?

Just as Assistant Jin was hesitating whether to call Jin Ziyang, Luo Feng’s voice came, “Assistant Jin, fire Gao Qiang, and let all companies in Jianghai City not hire him.”

Assistant Jin was slightly stunned but did not ask more. He responded and went to do it.

Assistant Jin was confused in his heart; wasn’t Gao Qiang the boss’s best brother? Even though Gao Qiang had no academic qualifications, the boss still recruited him into the company and carefully cultivated him. Why did he suddenly want to fire Gao Qiang now?

However, as an assistant, he only needed to execute the boss’s orders.

In the dim room, Luo Feng sat on the bed, motionless. Only a pair of eyes emitted light as brilliant as stars, appearing abnormally conspicuous in the darkness.

Originally, he had already forgotten the matter about Gao Qiang and He Xiaoqing, but Gao Qiang just had to call him to remind him.

Luo Feng let out a cold smile. Now was the time when his mood was the worst. Gao Qiang deserved his bad luck!

Luo Feng wanted to see, without his help, whether Gao Qiang could live well.

Having been used to a life of brocade clothes and jade food, making Gao Qiang return to the construction site again was simply worse than death.

And He Xiaoqing. The corners of Luo Feng’s mouth curled up into an evil smile. How should I deal with you?

Luo Feng became more and more paranoid. The ring floated beside Luo Feng, emitting a faint purple light, flickering indeterminately, but finally dissipated…