In the blink of an eye, Wu Piwu returned to Gaia.
Even though he was severely injured himself, he still gritted his teeth against the excruciating pain and dragged two individuals to the Sleep Chamber.
There were three Sleep Chambers here; the other chambers had been reclaimed by the Main Brain, and only a number of chambers would be retained based on the number of active personnel.
At that moment, Wu Piwu placed Yamada into one of the Sleep Chambers and said, “Don’t worry, I will open a passage as soon as possible. I’ve looked at the map before; there’s a passage that leads directly to a small medical station. Even if it’s just a small medical station, having a few thousand units of carbon-based nanomaterials will definitely be enough to heal you.”
“Don’t, don’t rush,” Yamada said.
His lower body was completely paralyzed, and his upper body was wracked with pain, leaving him in a state of extreme weakness.
However, his spirit remained intact as he spoke to Wu Piwu, “If you hurry, you’ll make mistakes. You should prioritize your own life first. Wait until you’re strong enough or have more companions before acting. After all, you’ve been frozen for so long; a little longer won’t matter.”
Wu Piwu nodded and was about to close the lid when Yamada suddenly asked, “Will I see the truth during my sleep?”
Wu Piwu shook his head and replied, “No, you can’t see the truth when you’re unconscious, and you won’t be affected by the ‘Week’ either. It’s just that the rules of the Main Brain have changed, and it’s no longer possible to initiate autonomous short-term cryogenic sleep; someone must awaken you. It’s likely because many lives in cryogenic sleep have mutated, which is why the Main Brain has this rule… So just rest assured and sleep.”
As the lid closed, Yamada slowly closed his eyes within the Sleep Chamber.
Then, Wu Piwu carried Xu Shilan to another Sleep Chamber.
At this moment, Xu Shilan’s heart had already stopped beating.
According to the medical standards of the twenty-first century, she was considered dead.
However, her brain was still functioning, so she wasn’t truly dead.
As long as there were enough carbon-based nanomaterials, she could be revived.
Wu Piwu also placed her into cryogenic sleep.
After doing all this, Wu Piwu was already at the brink of exhaustion.
Blood was oozing from his mouth, ears, nose, and eyes.
Even with his current control over his qi and blood, he couldn’t stop the bleeding.
Every step he took felt like a wave of pain coursing through his body, especially as his internal organs were affected, causing him to feel faint.
Fortunately, he didn’t lack too much.
The repair of carbon-based nanomaterials depended on the quality of what was missing in his body.
The mass of a missing arm compared to half a brain was different; losing an arm would consume more carbon-based nanomaterials.
Currently, he had 1.3 units of carbon-based nanomaterials left, which was enough to heal all his injuries.
However, this would likely be his last repair.
If he were to suffer another severe injury, he would basically have to close his eyes and wait for death.
(I can only take it one step at a time.
Fortunately, the injuries from the ‘Week’ won’t carry over unless I truly die…)
Wu Piwu felt heavy-hearted and walked for several minutes before reaching the Repair Chamber.
He glanced at Jiu Jiu, who was brimming with spirit and flew away to perch on a distant shelf, watching Wu Piwu.
Wu Piwu entered the Repair Chamber and looked at the various checks.
He then directly skipped all of it and focused on the final consumption.
“Carbon-based nanomaterials consumed: 1.1.”
Wu Piwu’s eyes widened in disbelief. “So much!?”
He knew that aside from a few missing fingers, some burnt and peeling skin, a few missing muscles, dozens of broken bones, and likely severe damage to his internal organs and nerves, with ribs piercing into his lungs, his heart likely also sustained injuries, and he probably had a concussion… everything else seemed fine, right?
Although after the consumption he was left with only 0.2 units of carbon-based nanomaterials, he would probably only be able to heal minor injuries next time.
Wu Piwu gritted his teeth and confirmed, starting the treatment.
As the Repair Chamber initiated treatment, Wu Piwu’s injuries began to heal at a visible speed.
His skin was remolded, flesh grew back, and bones were reconstructed…
In just a moment, he was completely restored, including the full recovery of his nerves and internal organs.
Such a method seemed like a miracle to those from low-tech civilizations.
Wu Piwu stepped out of the Repair Chamber, stood still, and performed a set of basic martial arts.
He felt completely unimpeded, and when his hidden strength erupted, it felt as if he could unleash it from any part of his body at will.
The distance to becoming a Qi Transformation Master seemed almost within reach, as if he were just a hair's breadth away from the realm of the Insect Master.
However, Wu Piwu also knew that what seemed like a hair's breadth was, in fact, a chasm.
Countless martial artists had reached this point but failed to enter, wasting their entire lives.
Otherwise, why were there so many masters in the previous Red Lantern world, yet Lin Heier claimed to have only encountered three true masters?
But Wu Piwu also understood that compared to those martial artists in that world, he was like riding a rocket to surpass them.
Whether they were masters or Qi Transformation Masters, he could easily surpass them.
Firstly, he had the protection and reward points from the Main Brain.
Now, he only needed to add an enhancement reward to his hidden strength attribute, and he could immediately become a Qi Transformation Master.
Secondly, there was the Repair Chamber.
This was the true killing weapon!
Martial arts were killing techniques, and killers would always kill.
As long as two martial artists sparred, even if they held back, injuries would often occur.
Death would be the end, and injuries would leave hidden wounds.
If the injuries were irreversible, such as damage to nerves or internal organs, how could one hope to advance?
Thus, there were nurturing methods in martial arts, aimed at repairing hidden injuries.
However, this was nurturing, not immortal techniques; it was impossible to heal every injury.
But martial arts could hardly progress without combat.
It was nearly impossible to achieve the feat of practicing alone for decades and then going out to defeat all opponents.
Therefore, to improve, to advance, to break through, one must engage in more battles.
However, once fighting began, injuries would accumulate, and in the end, not only would one fail to progress, but many would die prematurely, leading to a scarcity of masters.
Not to mention the transformation from external to internal energy, achieving the indestructible state of Danjing Gangqi was even rarer.
Thus, compared to other martial artists, Wu Piwu enjoyed unimaginable fortune, allowing him to fight desperately.
As long as he didn’t die, returning to Gaia would make him a hero once more.
After finishing his set of punches, Wu Piwu felt refreshed.
He didn’t rush to use his rewards or check the legendary personal information data interface but turned to look at Jiu Jiu.
When he returned earlier, he felt that Jiu Jiu’s face seemed to have gotten chubbier.
Now, upon closer inspection, he indeed found that its face appeared rounder.
Wu Piwu waved at Jiu Jiu, and it immediately flew to his palm, tilting its head to look at him.
“Did you… eat too much?” Wu Piwu asked.
Jiu Jiu angrily bumped into his face, pecking at his forehead repeatedly.
Wu Piwu shook his head helplessly. “I don’t even know if you’re male or female. If you’re male, it’s fine, but if you’re female and eat too much, getting fat will make you dislike yourself. Be careful not to get depressed.”
Jiu Jiu’s eyes clearly showed a look of disdain or that of someone looking at a fool, then it jumped back onto his palm and spat out a translucent yellow crystal.
Wu Piwu was momentarily stunned, then immediately flung the yellow crystal away, holding Jiu Jiu and retreating over ten meters.
“Where did you get this from!? Don’t you know… wait a minute.”
Wu Piwu carefully examined Jiu Jiu and found no signs of it becoming a paper figure.
He then searched for the direction where he had thrown the yellow crystal.
This crystal was very small, and even with his keen senses from mastering hidden strength, it took him over ten minutes to find it.
He held the crystal and said, “Main Brain, display information.”
“Yellow Lotus Fragment.”
“... After the sound detaches from %#$*, it transforms into five lotuses, simulating the five fundamental structures of the Heavenly Dao, Buddhist Realm, Sin Prison, Void, and Human World, ultimately forming the vacuum homeland, where the Yellow Lotus serves as the control center of the Human World, possessing the great ability to project the world of living beings.”
“Would you like to open the personal information data interface for this world? You can view the detailed functions of the Yellow Lotus Fragment.”
Wu Piwu didn’t respond immediately; he just stared at the small fragment, feeling a surge of emotions.
This thing was incredible! From the Main Brain’s description, it was akin to the Pangu Axe or the Eastern Emperor Bell, sacred artifacts that opened the heavens.
Although it was just a small fragment, it directly transcended martial arts and Xianxia, reaching the level of primordial gods and demons.
His heart couldn’t bear such stimulation.
After a long while, Wu Piwu finally said, “Main Brain, open the personal information data interface for this world.”
“Confirming opening… Opening complete.”
Wu Piwu then said, “Display my personal information data interface.”
“Wu Piwu, human, pureblood.”
“Level One Maintenance Personnel, consumable grade.”
“Physical Body Level Two (expandable), Soul Level One (expandable), Inspiration Level Two (expandable).”
“Martial Arts: Hidden Strength Mastery (progress bar expandable), Tiger Demon Technique: Transcendent (progress bar expandable).”
“Virtual Persona, can absorb self-fragments to solidify into reality, negative reflux rate of consciousness sea is three percent, total negative amount of consciousness sea ???.”
“Imprint: Buddhist Realm attraction rate three percent (from Buddhist Mud), Vacuum Homeland attraction rate five percent (from the gaze of the Mother of All Things).”
Wu Piwu looked down through each item.
He didn’t delve into the expandable parts but first scanned through all the major items.
Upon seeing the virtual persona, his heart sank.
It seemed just as Yamada and Xu Shilan had said; the original Wu Piwu had long since perished in the void for hundreds of years, and he was merely a new life formed from the personality, memories, and fragmented self of Wu Piwu.
However, he could still be considered Wu Piwu, just not the original persona.
Then he saw the negative reflux rate of consciousness sea and the total negative amount, and he roughly understood what they meant.
Once the negative reflux rate reached one hundred percent—no, it didn’t even need to reach one hundred percent; it was likely the moment he went mad and died.
As for the total negative amount, it held no significance for him at the moment.
Finally, he saw the last item, and his mind was filled with question marks.
“Main Brain, what does imprint mean?” Wu Piwu asked.
“A certain causal connection that cannot be explained by science. As time passes, the degree of the imprint will deepen. Every twenty percent is a stage that will draw you closer to the worldview of the Buddhist Realm and Vacuum Homeland. When it reaches one hundred percent, you will be drawn into the Buddhist Realm and Vacuum Homeland.”
“Preliminary judgment… judgment complete. The Buddhist Realm is the baseline reality of 0.1 world, and the Vacuum Homeland is the baseline reality of 0.2 world.”
(End of Chapter)