Gatekeeper of Myriad Worlds Chapter 198

Xu Xingke vanished in an instant.

Only Shen Ye remained, standing alone at the entrance of the Security Bureau.

—Facing a ground full of shattered debris.

Suddenly.

An electronic voice rang out from his phone:

“Shen Ye, please try to talk some sense into your teacher.”

It was Kunlun.

Talk some sense into… his teacher?

Shen Ye looked up at the sky, speechless for a long time.

—Why don’t you try to talk to him yourself?

And also.

I’m the victim here, okay? My teacher stood up for me. Why should I try to talk him out of it?

That doesn’t make sense.

“As long as you can persuade your teacher not to lose his temper, I’ll give you higher authority, Shen Ye.” Kunlun said.

“Okay, Kunlun.” Shen Ye responded.

—Who cares about your authority?

He looked into the Security Bureau building.

The ashen, sculpture-like Security Bureau building had returned to normal.

Frightened crowds rushed out of the building and gathered in the plaza.

People discussed what had just happened, not knowing what to make of it.

—It seems my teacher doesn’t kill indiscriminately.

These staff members had nothing to do with that incident, so they were all let go.

So what’s there to persuade him for?

A soft broadcast suddenly echoed from within the Security Bureau building:

“Attention!”

“Everyone, do not panic. This incident is not related to you. Please return to your duties.”

Outside the gate.

Shen Ye’s phone kept buzzing with messages:

“Your teacher Xu Xingke has arrived at the Archaeological Association building;”

“Beep!”

“Liu Baijiao, Vice President of the Archaeological Association, passed away today due to a sudden accident.”

“Beep!”

“Zhao Niuguang, Vice President of the Archaeological Association, passed away today due to a sudden accident.”

“Beep!”

“Sun Dazhi, Secretary of the Archaeological Association, passed away today due to a sudden accident.”

“…”

The list kept scrolling, growing, and lengthening.

…All due to sudden accidents.

“Why are they all sudden accidents?” Shen Ye couldn’t help but ask.

A message popped up on his phone:

“The Archaeological Association building suffered a small collapse due to building safety hazards—don’t ask any more questions, I’m cleaning up your teacher’s mess.”

Shen Ye stopped asking.

A number suddenly appeared on the phone screen.

Nangong Sirui.

“Hello?” Shen Ye answered.

“My family asked me to talk to you.” Nangong Sirui said.

“Are you here to talk me out of it?” Shen Ye asked.

“No, just to show support for you—we’ll also help with the cleanup afterwards.” Nangong Sirui’s tone was a little excited.

“Oh? Why are you so understanding?” Shen Ye smiled.

“Frankly, when the two Song sisters start a ruckus, people who know better wouldn’t dare interfere, especially with the chaotic spiritual light watching.”

“—But if anyone dares to touch the Song sisters, they’re dragging everyone else down with them.”

“Everyone wants to take these people out.”

“Otherwise, everyone’s 마음 will be unsettled.”

“Is the chaotic spiritual light that terrifying in your eyes?” Shen Ye asked curiously.

“Nonsense, the world was sewn together by it.”

Nangong Sirui’s voice became serious: “If it goes on strike, you’ll see the planet explode with a ‘pop’ and turn into dust in the universe.”

“Understood, thank you for calling me specifically—see you next week.” Shen Ye said.

“See you next week. By the way, how about being my roommate? We can spar face-to-face regularly.”

“Sounds good.”

The call ended.

The phone rang again.

A news video displaying “Recording” was directly pushed to Shen Ye.

In front of the half-collapsed Archaeological Association building.

The reporter held a microphone:

“A part of the Archaeological Association building has accidentally collapsed.”

“The police are currently investigating the scene.”

“Preliminary findings indicate that this incident was indeed an accident.”

Just as he finished speaking, someone rushed past behind the reporter.

The camera immediately captured that person.

He was seen running desperately on the city streets.

As he ran, he glanced back in a panic, his face contorted with fear, his eyes bulging as if he had seen a ghost.

He trembled uncontrollably, unaware that his shoes had fallen off, and let out a hysterical scream.

Behind him.

Another man was slowly jogging in pursuit.

The pursuer was wearing a baseball cap—

The brim was pulled down very low, so his face was unclear.

But Shen Ye recognized him at a glance: it was Xu Xingke!

Immediately after—

The person in front crashed into a large tree, and for some unknown reason, his brains were splattered out.

He died instantly.

The corpse, clutching the tree, slowly sank to its knees and stopped moving.

The police immediately rushed forward.

The reporter also followed.

The camera shook as it followed.

A police chief waved his hand, signaling his subordinates to stand aside.

He stepped forward a few paces and respectfully asked Xu Xingke:

“Who was that person? Do you know him?”

“No.” Xu Xingke replied.

Everyone looked at the corpse, then at Xu Xingke.

Clearly, that person was terrified and was trying to avoid him—

But no one dared to speak.

The ground…

The ground had already begun to tremble slightly.

The man in the baseball cap stood still, looking unconcerned.

But the entire world seemed to be on the verge of an earthquake.

The police chief’s voice softened, and he asked kindly:

“Sir, were you exercising and running just now?”

“Yes, I was running. I have no idea why I ran into that madman.” Xu Xingke said.

“It seems it was another accident.”

Ding!

A new message appeared on the phone:

“Fu Changming, the standing director of the Archaeological Association, passed away today due to a sudden accident.”

In the frame.

The police chief breathed a sigh of relief, pointed at the camera and said: “Don’t broadcast this—the privacy of innocent citizens must not be involved.”

“Yes.” Someone outside the frame responded.

Xu Xingke stood by the fallen corpse, his expression indifferent, neither speaking nor leaving.

He just looked at the camera.

—Like a god of death appearing before all living beings.

Shen Ye was speechless.

Teacher, why did you have to make an appearance too?

Is this unbroadcastable video—

Wait!

Perhaps those with authority can see this censored video.

For example, Kunlun showed it to me.

Kunlun will also show it to various aristocratic families, organizations, forces, and government agencies.

So…

Is this teacher specifically issuing a warning to everyone?

Hiss.

Brilliant!

At this moment.

Shen Ye suddenly recalled what the female voice on the flying sword had said—

“…You must find a way to make that person your mentor.”

“That way, no one will dare to provoke you.”

Indeed, no one would dare to provoke him.

—Everything was ‘spotless’.

Shen Ye felt a little emotional.

As expected of the “serious man” recognized by the Law Realm.

This would allow him to cast aside all distractions, focus on improving his strength, and explore the secrets of the nightmare world.

That’s good.

Time to go home now!

—No, I should go to the Human Martial Arts Group building!

No, still home!

He hadn’t slept after staying up all night, he needed adequate rest.

His attribute points weren’t maxed out precisely because he’d been staying up all night in hell.

Go back to sleep!

Shen Ye hailed a taxi, went home, drank half a bottle of soda, and promptly fell asleep.

Noon.

His mother returned early and made a big table of dishes.

Then she went to wake Shen Ye.

“Time to eat, why are you still sleeping?”

“…I’m getting up, just let me sleep a few more minutes.”

Shen Ye had slept wonderfully. He finally climbed out of bed and went to eat.

The food was truly delicious!

Shen Ye praised the taste of every dish as he ate, making Zhao Xiaoshang blossom with joy.

So, after he finished eating and went back to sleep, Zhao Xiaoshang didn’t say anything and went to the kitchen to wash dishes by herself.

He slept until 2 p.m.

Woke up.

A faint light quietly appeared, gathering into words:

“After sufficient rest, all your attributes have returned to their full value.”

Shen Ye stretched lazily—

Ah, that felt great!

What to eat tonight?

After dinner, should I go find Guo Yunye and Zhang Xiaoyi to play games online together?

Or should I go to the group building to pick up my motorcycle?

He suddenly noticed the crimson vertical lines on his wrist.

…He wanted to take down Yun Ni.

So, it’s better to practice!

Wait!

Shen Ye leaped out of bed.

He had to report to General Tazewell this afternoon!

—He almost forgot about this.

“Dad, Mom?”

He called out.

No response.

There was a note on the living room table:

“We’ve gone to work. When you’re rested, go out and wander around, don’t stay cooped up at home.”

Okay.

Shen Ye put away the note.

I’ll go out and wander around now.

He walked out of his room, climbed to the top of the apartment building in one breath, and opened a door in the wall.

He stepped through.

And arrived at an inconspicuous corner outside the Skeleton City.

Shen Ye slung on his bow, buckled on his sword, grabbed a set of armor, and strode into the city.

He went all the way to the deepest part of the fortress.

“Reporting! I’m here!”

Shen Ye saluted the closed carriage.

—It was strange, why wasn’t General Tazewell enjoying himself in the castle, but instead staying in a carriage?

When he came before, he was only focused on talking to the werewolf Grimm, keeping his head bowed in humility and respect, and hadn’t looked closely at the carriage.

“How have you comprehended archery?”

General Tazewell’s voice came from inside the carriage.

—So, he was testing my comprehension.

This doesn’t require free attribute points at all, because my own profession is also an archer; I can learn it at a glance.

“Reporting, General, I have learned that move, Arc of Light.” Shen Ye said.

“Very good. I am looking for a capable scout captain and have gathered many archers for this purpose. A test will begin shortly.”

“Baxter, though you are new, you qualify to participate in the competition.”

“Will you participate?”

General Tazewell asked.

“Thank you, General, for this opportunity. I will strive to achieve victory.”

Shen Ye said, with the demeanor of a corporate drone.

“You vampires are quite sharp, and your appearance is good too, suitable to be my subordinates. Perform well!” General Tazewell said.

Appearance…

Does the General also care about this?

Shen Ye was a little surprised, but at this moment he could only suppress the doubt in his heart.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The bell rang.

The werewolf Grimm arrived in front of the carriage with several fully armed archers.

Shen Ye scanned the group.

Dark Elf, Ice Demon, Night Wraith, Zombie, and Dread Demon, plus another vampire.

…Everyone looked eager to try.

The werewolf Grimm announced loudly:

“By the General’s command, we shall now begin selecting a scout captain!”

“First.”

“You have all learned the archery techniques taught by the General.”

“There is a target for this assessment hanging three hundred paces away; you are to shoot at it using the archery techniques taught by the General.”

“Those who hit the target will advance to the next round, those who miss will be eliminated!”

After the werewolf Grimm finished speaking, he pointed to the suspended skull on the distant clock tower.

Several necrosouls then raised their longbows.

Swish—

The Dark Elf was the first to draw his bow and shoot.

The arrow soared through the sky, drawing a graceful arc, aiming straight for the skull. It looked as if it would hit.

“Hit!”

The Dark Elf declared proudly.

But then the skull suddenly jumped, evading the arrow in mid-air!

It wasn’t an inanimate object after all!

No!

It was inanimate, but this was hell, its soul was still there, and it could move!

“What!”

The Dark Elf exclaimed.

General Tazewell’s voice came from the carriage:

“That head belonged to someone who disrespected me. I made a deal with him: if he can dodge all of your attacks, I will find him a body so he can move freely.”

“—Next.”

The Dark Elf retreated dejectedly.

The furry Ice Snow Demon stepped forward, drew his bow, and aimed.

Swish!

The arrow flew out, drawing a graceful arc.

This arrow was even faster than the Dark Elf’s, whistling through the air and reaching the clock tower in an instant.

The skull indeed failed to dodge in time.

Thump!

A muffled sound.

The skull blew out a mouthful of ice crystals, which collided with the arrow, scattering ice shards everywhere.

Such a perfect arrow also failed!

“Next!”

General Tazewell’s lazy voice came from inside the carriage.