Removing All the Impossible

As Feng Xue ate at the street food stall, she gradually heard the sounds of workers drinking and chatting after work.

From countries on the other side of the world causing trouble for themselves, to the gossip about a young man's affairs in a factory, they fully demonstrated the characteristic of middle-aged men who dare to say anything after drinking.

From their fluctuating speech, Feng Xue gained a general understanding of the situation in this era.

"History and international situations don't seem to differ much... Hmm, this might be a problem with the capture channels within the Infinite City itself. I didn't hear any strange beliefs, and the expressions used to express emotion were mostly profanities rather than 'God!' or 'Heavens!'—language habits from regions with a clear religious atmosphere. And judging from their physical structure and the details they discuss when working, there shouldn't be any obvious Black Technology. At least in this world, wars are still fought with airplanes and cannons."

She made some mental summaries, but Feng Xue didn't believe them too much. After all, it wasn't surprising that such street-style boasting would bring up strange things, especially with the "Three Gorges Dam 500 Million" story as a precedent. Feng Xue felt it was better not to believe any information related to numbers that they mentioned.

After finishing her meal, Feng Xue observed how others paid their bills and casually rubbed two large bills together to pay. This was the advantage of having physical currency; with just a glance, Feng Xue could create real banknotes—the kind that couldn't be detected by code matching.

It can be said with certainty that if Feng Xue were in any modern world, she could destroy a country's monetary credibility by simply counterfeiting real money.

However, he has now transcended such low-level interests. Or rather, the power that printing counterfeit money can provide him is not enough for him to spend his [knowledge] to support it. It might even affect some of the income from the [Money Printer] Tag, forcing Feng Xue to share a portion of Libra's [knowledge] with this Weird Tale she doesn't want to support.

After adjusting her mindset slightly, Feng Xue found a newsstand that was basically obsolete in the 2020s and bought a few newspapers, as well as a few fashion and shopping magazines, trying to analyze some details from them.

He planned to play it safe for now in the face of the unknown world, but if there were truly no clues, he could immediately begin making arrangements.

Although it's relatively difficult to Weird Tale in this era, as long as the situation is blown out of proportion enough, it can always be done no matter how difficult it is.

After casually rummaging through a wad of cash, Feng Xue found a hardware store and easily bought some stainless steel plates, welding rods, etching agents, circuit boards, and the like. Just like in his original world, people in this era, especially those with a little skill or knowledge, liked to tinker with DIY projects. It wasn't that modern DIY was about pursuing individuality; it was simply because they didn't have the money.

A water heater can easily cost several hundred yuan, while an average worker's monthly salary is only a few hundred yuan. Compared to buying a water heater, you can easily make a solar water heater by finding two metal buckets, installing a throttling valve, painting it black, and connecting it to a plastic pipe. Then, you can add a couple of saw blades and some hand-made electric heating element, which can be used in winter (that's how my family made it when I was a child).

The cost of such a set is only a dozen yuan. If you are an employee of a state-owned factory or similar enterprise, you can get small items like oil drums and pipes for free at super low prices, further reducing the cost.

This has led to hardware stores and similar shops being able to sell almost anything, and it's not even difficult to get a couple of gas cylinders, attach a bicycle tube, and make an air rifle.

In this era where imprisonment was commonplace, Feng Xue could easily obtain components that would be difficult to work with even twenty years later. Then, he found a hotel, pulled out his Smart Phone—

It wasn't for making phone calls, but because it contained a lot of design drawings.

"Grass!"

Feng Xue suddenly jumped out of bed. Although he was already Weird Tale, he was still drenched in a cold sweat. He didn't even know what had happened. He just felt like he had a very terrifying dream, but when he tried to recall it, he couldn't remember anything.

"This shouldn't be!" Feng Xue pinched the bridge of her nose hard. Although this wouldn't actually have any effect, it seemed to give her enough of a suggestion, gradually calming her down.

He immersed his consciousness in his spiritual realm, examining himself in the clear mirror engraved with countless profound runes.

The sky of the mental world is still filled with stars, each star possessing a mystery corresponding to the runes on the mirror. The rocks beneath one's feet extend into the endless void, seemingly without end.

Although the reflection in the mirror has a human form, clusters of Supernatural Tale Fire are also clearly visible. The strings of information woven from cognition intertwine to form this collection of Weird Tale called Feng Xue.

Everything seemed unchanged, but Feng Xue was certain that something had definitely happened.

Because regardless of his current mental state, or the boost from the Bu Tian Butian Ge Secret Manual, which is now super-powered by the Xuanjun Secret Scripture (Bingxue), it's impossible for him to be so startled by a dream that he's covered in sweat, let alone forget such a dream that could frighten him.

"Eliminate all the impossibilities, and what remains, however improbable, is the truth."

Feng Xue uttered this famous quote, his mind leaving the world of mental images and returning to the simple guest room. He examined everything in the room one by one, even deliberately causing some damage, to confirm that each item was True Thing. Finally, he picked up an electric kettle on the table and began to Reforge it.

Feng Xue didn't select too many elements; since he was aiming to Reforge the failure, he even only invested a little in [Knowledge].

As the Reforge process began, the electric kettle immediately began to twist and contort. But in that instant, Feng Xue sensed something amiss again, and at the same time, the kettle, which should have collapsed, actually succeeded.

Name: Phantom Object Electric Kettle

Elements: [Props], [Containers], [Kettle], [Electrical Appliance]

Description: An ordinary blue electric kettle with a symbol on it that is unclear what it represents, but for some reason, just holding it in your hand fills you with hope.

Note: You can try using it to cook instant noodles at 4 AM.

"Although... but..." Feng Xue didn't have any particular feelings about the kettle. Compared to the successful Reforge, she was more concerned about the momentary sense of disharmony.

Feng Xue sighed, took out a False Thing from the Wrapping Cloth, and cut off the supply of [Sense], watching as the False Thing gradually evaporated. A solemn expression appeared on his face.

"Sure enough, without realizing it, I've already been influenced by some kind of Weird Tale... When was it? After I fell asleep last night? Or after the vending machine spat out the drink? Or... after I came to this world?"