Prodigal System in the Flourishing City

Chapter 1121: Chapter 1120: It’s Getting Worse

Just like that, the chubby guy and Zheng Hai became heroes in the train compartment. Many people even asked them for autographs, and some parents, needing to go to the restroom, asked them to watch their children.

These two young men agreed, which put the parents at ease.

Not only that, many people also voluntarily offered them food.

The two of them, always taken aback, also enjoyed the sense of pleasure from helping others.

They actually discussed whether to tell everyone who the real hero was.

But seeing Lu Xiaobu’s disinterested expression, they could only abandon the idea.

The train continued to move slowly forward.

”Chubby, where are we going?” Zheng Hai asked the chubby guy.

”To Wutai Mountain.” The chubby guy replied, as he was the one who bought the tickets and knew the destination.

”Wutai Mountain?” Zheng Hai glanced at Lu Xiaobu and then at Ye Changsheng: ”Is it to help Young Master Lu recover through religion?”

”I don’t know, but I think it’s unlikely. You know that Young Master Lu once made even the older monks speechless.” The chubby guy shook his head and said.

”Maybe, but those monks are external monks. The monks and Taoists in the real Jianghu might be different.” Zheng Hai spoke.

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After some time, they finally arrived at their destination.

Ye Changsheng led the three off the train and chose to walk instead of taking a vehicle.

They avoided the tourist areas and took paths through the wilderness.

Ye Changsheng didn’t speak along the way, only occasionally glancing at Lu Xiaobu.

In the city, you could leave my side to eat, but out here in the wilderness, what will you do when you’re hungry?

Moreover, Lu Xiaobu, who was pampered from childhood, found the mountain roads difficult to traverse.

Keep walking, keep walking!

Eventually, when you’re tired, hungry, impatient, and yearning for the comfort of home.

After all, without comparison, there is no harm.

Although this mindset doesn’t mean there’s fighting spirit, it can help Lu Xiaobu break free from his cycle of self-containment.

Even so, that’s the first step to success.

Time ticked by, and fatigue began to show on everyone.

Surprisingly, the first to struggle wasn’t Lu Xiaobu but the chubby guy—Pan Yang.

Gasping for breath, he said, ”Zheng Hai, give me a hand, give me a hand.”

”I can’t pull you. Here, take this branch and use it as a walking stick,” Zheng Hai said, also panting heavily.

”All right.” The chubby guy gritted his teeth, took the stick, and pressed on.

But it wasn’t long before he struggled again, and this time Zheng Hai started to falter too.

The two lagged behind, supporting their legs, bending over, panting, and sweating profusely.

Ye Changsheng quietly observed all of this.

Of course, his main focus was on observing Lu Xiaobu.

However, to his surprise, although Lu Xiaobu showed signs of fatigue and was sweating continuously.

But he uttered not a single word of complaint.

This surprised Ye Changsheng.

First, he was surprised at Lu Xiaobu’s physical condition; Lu Xiaobu was unexpectedly more resilient than Zheng Hai.

It was surprising that Lu Xiaobu was physically strong, but even more surprising was that he didn’t complain about being tired.

This was quite remarkable.

Everyone knows that when it comes to exercise, often it is the mind that gives up first, not the body.

Lu Xiaobu, as someone who avoided exercise, who would lie down rather than sit, and sit rather than stand, not complaining now?!

It seems Lu Xiaobu’s problem is more severe than imagined!

He’s reached a point where body and mind are isolated, which is beyond ordinary introversion.

In fact, this could even be considered deep depression.

From another perspective, reaching this point could be deemed a form of strength.

Have you heard of spontaneous human combustion?

Scientists once conducted an experiment, applying a burning illusion to an unaware person from all angles.

Meaning besides not actually being burned, all hearing, sight, and even smell gave the impression of their own burning.

To everyone’s surprise, after some time, burn marks actually appeared on the subjects’ bodies.

Yet, the room temperature was completely normal, impossible to cause such burns.

There was another experiment, known to many, where a death row prisoner was told he’d be executed by bloodletting, given a fake steel pipe, and eventually presented as having died by bleeding.

What do these two experiments demonstrate?

They show that, under certain conditions, the human mind can indeed influence the body.

And Lu Xiaobu’s current state is infinitely close to this condition.

If he cannot escape, he might truly self-destruct!

After determining Lu Xiaobu’s condition, Ye Changsheng began pondering his next course of action.

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Ultimately, Ye Changsheng didn’t let everyone keep walking but found a temple on the mountain.

”Master Ye.” A monk who knew Ye Changsheng greeted him.

”I’d like to stay for the night,” Ye Changsheng nodded.

”Please.” The young monk wasn’t surprised.

Everyone in the Wutai Mountain temples, Taoist temples, and even nunneries knew Ye Changsheng.

So staying the night didn’t even require announcement.

Once the guest rooms were arranged, Ye Changsheng went to find the temple abbot.

Zheng Hai and Pan Yang lay exhausted on their beds, unable to rise.

And Lu Xiaobu wasn’t really tired.

This is understandable, as his Basic Attributes were all maxed out; though not as strong as a Martial Artist’s, his recovery and endurance were exceptional.

So, instead of resting, Lu Xiaobu sat by the entrance, continuing to reflect deeply on life.

To others, he might seem utterly depressed, devoid of fighting spirit, even appearing clinically depressed.

But he didn’t feel that way; he felt more like he was contemplating an exceedingly complex math problem.

He constantly tried various solutions, seeking an answer.

Do you remember the Microstate he experienced when he first unlocked his Intelligence Attribute?

His current state is similar, yet while that one was limitless expansion and association, this one is relentless depth and analysis.

Thus, he wasn’t entirely immersed in his world, still sensing external stimuli; he simply devoted all his mental energy internally, unwilling to manage external matters.

However, this neglect has caused several issues.