Dimensional Codex System: I'm really not a cultist!

Chapter 1305: Chapter 1304: Let’s See How You Start This Time!

If at this point Fang Zheng still doesn’t know what kind of world this is, then he’s a fool.

Isn’t this the Legend of the Immortal Sword? This is a rich memory for Fang Zheng’s generation!

Thinking of this, Fang Zheng stood up intending to go into the kitchen.

He still remembers that you can get fruit in the kitchen and... ahem...

Noticing Aika’s curious gaze beside him, Fang Zheng coughed and sat back down.

This isn’t a game. Even if I’m sitting idle, they won’t let me into the kitchen...

Oh well, I’m used to rummaging through everything in games, hard to change in an instant.

”Father, this world seems pretty interesting,”

Aika sat on the chair, curiously swinging her legs, examining the somewhat shabby inn in front of her. Hearing Aika’s words, Fang Zheng also nodded.

”That’s right, this is indeed a very interesting world... hmm, let’s have a good look around.”

Originally, Fang Zheng planned to just burn the new instance and leave, but now he’s changed his mind.

Are you kidding? Where is this? This is the Immortal Sword!

Any player Fang Zheng’s age can’t resist this place, okay?

Such strong childhood memories!

Back in the days when I operated Li Xiaoyao on DOS... ah, right, what’s to be burned this time?

Zhao Ling’er...impossible.

Lin Yueru...no way either.

Anu... don’t even think about it.

If there’s anything to burn, it must be the Moon-Worshiping Cult Leader and the Water Monster!

Oh, right, there’s also that Dugu Sword Saint.

Hey, Li Xiaoyao couldn’t beat you in the game, but can I not beat you? If you dare to capture Zhao Ling’er again, I’ll burn your Shushan and Demon Lock Tower with one fire, then put that damned King of Subduing the Narakas directly into the Investiture of the Gods! Do you really think I’m afraid of you? I’m not Li Xiaoyao, that fool; I’m a True God, alright!

Hmm? But wait a minute...

Thinking of this, Fang Zheng suddenly remembered something.

The whole story of the Immortal Sword begins because the Black Miao Tribesmen want to bring Zhao Ling’er back but can’t go to the Island of Immortals, so they set up Li Xiaoyao to break the prohibition on the island. If Li Xiaoyao doesn’t go to the Island of Immortals, won’t the story not unfold? Zhao Ling’er can live happily on the Island of Immortals. As for the Moon-Worshiping Cult Leader and the Water Monster, I’ll take care of them!

Anyway, I’ve heard the Water Monster is an Ancient Beast, thriving in water, so this should definitely burn for a long time!

From what it seems now, the plot of Immortal Sword 1 hasn’t started yet, so Fang Zheng isn’t in a hurry. In fact, he already has some ideas, but... well, let’s play around first.

In the following days, Fang Zheng and Aika stayed in this inn, starting to enjoy a leisurely rest. Of course, for Fang Zheng, this is the first ancient Immortal Hero world he’s crossed to, and it’s the familiar Immortal Sword, so naturally, he has to thoroughly explore each place.

Of course, expecting to find a Plum Dart under the bed or a Clean Garment Talisman in the cabinet like in games isn’t going to happen.

By the way, the main currency in the world of the Immortal Sword is Copper Coin, which Fang Zheng wasn’t particularly concerned about at first. After all, in the game, he used to throw out hundreds or even thousands of Copper Coins in All or Nothing. But when Granny Li moved the money chest from selling the Golden Cup in front of Fang Zheng, he realized how terrifying this was.

This wooden chest, almost the size of a printer box, was stuffed full of thousands of Copper Coins, and it must weigh dozens of kilos!

My God, to think that in the game, I could control Li Xiaoyao to carry tens of kilos of Copper Coins and still move so lightly... the world of Immortal Heroes is indeed extraordinary, hats off... no wonder that All or Nothing could kill people, a handful of Copper Coins thrown out with the hand speed of the Immortal Hero world would be akin to a close-range machine gun sweep; who could withstand that!

But it sure is a money burner...

Of course, if Fang Zheng wants to gain anything in this world, burning comes second; the main thing is he wants to learn the Sword Control Technique.

While Fang Zheng can currently implement a cosplay Ten Thousand Sword Technique with wealth, the authentic Sword Control Technique is undeniably cooler, isn’t it?

Unfortunately, whether he can learn it is not up to Fang Zheng.

Of course, though the ancient world has nice cultural charms, it truly lacks development, like when Aika wants to take a bath, there aren’t any good places. But fortunately, Fang Zheng can at least open a Mage’s Mansion, so it’s not too bad.

In the following days, besides burying himself in writing code in the room, Fang Zheng took Aika around to look everywhere, gathering information about the local customs. The people in the small towns were simple, and with Fang Zheng and Aika’s distinct appearances, it wasn’t long before everyone inside and outside Shengyu Village knew them.

Fang Zheng was also happy and carefree. Since the plot of Immortal Sword 1 hadn’t started yet, to be safe, he wandered around the village daily, occasionally telling the young people and children stories of the outside world, which made him quite popular. After all, the people here might live their whole life without leaving the fishing village, at most going to Hangzhou to broaden their horizons and are curious about countries thousands of miles away. Even often, not just children, but older folks would come by to listen.

And today was no different.

”And so the queen danced in shoes made of iron on a red-hot iron plate until she burned to death... alright, that’s the story of Snow White.”

Fang Zheng clapped his hands, having finished another story. After listening, the people around began to discuss.

”Oh, how could there be such a daughter, letting her mother burn to death, it’s a sin...”

”That queen wasn’t any good either, her daughter is still her flesh and blood, to be so heartless and kill her, tsk tsk tsk, that Rakshasa Kingdom doesn’t seem like a good place...”

”Retribution, this Snow White killed her mother by fire, that’s asking for retribution...”

After listening to the story, everyone began to discuss it and then dispersed to do their own things. Fang Zheng also stood up, intending to return to the inn and play games with Aika, when he saw a child walking toward him with a distressed expression.

”Brother Fang Zheng... I want to ask you something...”

”Oh, Xiaohu? What’s up?”

Seeing the kid in front of him, Fang Zheng raised an eyebrow and asked. The little Xiaohu’s mouth broke into a grin upon hearing Fang Zheng’s question.

”My... my father is ill with a strange disease. I’ve invited many doctors, but none of them have seen such an illness... They said my father’s condition is untreatable... Brother Fang Zheng, you’re from outside. Can you take a look at my father for me?”

Little Xiaohu was desperate to seek help, but he had no choice. His father was seriously ill, and though Xiaohu had invited several doctors for treatment, they all shook their heads with sighs, saying they had never encountered such a peculiar illness. As Xiaohu thought of Fang Zheng and Aika being newcomers to the village, knowledgeable and well-traveled, perhaps they knew how to treat the disease, prompting him to seek them out in a hurry.

”Oh? Is that the case?”

Upon hearing Wang Xiaohu’s plea for help, Fang Zheng also raised an eyebrow. He naturally remembered hearing others say at the beginning of the game that Wang Xiaohu’s father had a strange illness that no doctor could cure, leading Xiaohu to venture to the Island of Immortals to beseech Zhao Ling’er for a pill to cure his father’s sickness.

It was because of this that Li Xiaoyao ventured to the island for medicine, but now...

”Take me to see him.”

When Wang Xiaohu led Fang Zheng to his house, they found Old Wang lying on the bed unconscious, his breathing weak. Watching his father’s condition, Wang Xiaohu was increasingly anxious and fear-stricken, hastily grabbing Fang Zheng’s hand.

”Brother Fang, please take a look at father... You must have a way...”

”Oh, Xiaohu...”

Upon hearing Wang Xiaohu’s words, Doctor Hong, sitting by the bed, also shook his head and then looked at Fang Zheng.

”You should take a look. The patient has weak energy, his breathing faint, yet we cannot find the cause... I really don’t know what to do.”

”Alright, let me have a look.”

Fang Zheng did not decline, stepping forward to carefully observe Wang Xiaohu’s father. Naturally, he didn’t know any medical skills, but... Fang Zheng had a terminal.

He immediately activated the personal terminal on his hand, and soon a light beam shot out, scanning Old Wang from head to toe. Immediately afterward, a 3D holographic image of the human body appeared above.

”Ah, this... this...”

Witnessing this scene, Doctor Hong stared in shock.

”It can vividly display all the internal meridians and belly of the human body. What on earth is this?!”

As he spoke, Doctor Hong looked towards Fang Zheng.

”Could it be, Mr. Fang is a practitioner of cultivation? Is this some kind of Magic Artifact?”

”Hmm, more or less.”

Upon hearing Doctor Hong’s inquiry, Fang Zheng casually nodded. The Immortal Hero World had this advantage; while everyone’s cultural level wasn’t high, all kinds of oddities were commonplace. After all, this world had immortals and yokai. Even if you haven’t eaten pork, at least you’ve seen pigs run, right?

”Then may I ask, Mr. Fang, what illness does Old Wang suffer from?”

”Hmm...”

Fang Zheng carefully scanned the body image before reaching out to point at the bleeding spot in the brain.

”Right here, it seems to be a cerebral hemorrhage.”

”Cerebral hemorrhage? What kind of ailment is this?”

”Simply put, it’s bleeding inside the brain.”

”Bleeding in the brain?”

Upon hearing this, Wang Xiaohu stared wide-eyed in surprise.

”Why would my father’s brain be bleeding without bumping or hitting anything?”

”That... is a long story...”

Looking at Wang Xiaohu, Fang Zheng was momentarily speechless.

Explaining neurosurgery to you is really difficult...

”In any case, let’s save him first.”

Fang Zheng quickly shifted the topic, manipulating the personal terminal again, while Doctor Hong grew excited.

”Of course, of course. Do you need any herbs? If so, I can prepare them...”

”No need.”

Saying this, Fang Zheng activated the treatment module.

”Just one shot of medical gel will do.”