Becoming a Weird Tale Counts as Success
Chapter 94

The Secret to Becoming a Weird Tale

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"Finished, finished, finished--"

The universally recognized ambulance siren blared under the night sky, and the ambulances, operating at a much higher frequency than usual, were hard to miss, drawing the attention of passersby.

Gossiping is a universal human instinct. After a brief period of noise, acquaintances gathered in twos and threes and began to discuss the matter.

"Good heavens, who's so rich that they called so many ambulances? Are all the Rich Person in Saint Lotan sick?"

The carefree young man curled his lip and muttered something that sounded like a curse. The uncle minding the shop next to him glanced at him and said:

"You don't know yet? Recently, a new 'Ambulance Demon' has appeared in Saint Lotan, and he specifically targets Street Loafer like you!"

"How is this Street Loafer?! This is rock and roll! This is punk, you know?" The young man immediately bristled, but still humbly inquired:

"Um, Uncle, what exactly is this 'Ambulance Demon' you mentioned?"

"There's this guy who's really good at fighting, he wanders around the streets every day. Because he looks rich, people often ask him for money, and then..."

"And then he beat you to a pulp, right?" The young man easily imagined what would happen next and became wary. The older man nodded, then revealed a set of teeth tinged with nicotine, and said in a slightly horrified tone:

"He not only beat them up, but he also used their phones to call ambulances, one for each of them!"

"Hiss—is this a demon?" The young man shuddered at the thought of the 8,000 yuan ambulance call fee at Saint Lotan. He was relieved that he hadn't been short of money these past few days, but then asked nervously:

"Um, Uncle, do you know what this Ambulance Demon looks like?"

"I heard he's Asian, quite good-looking, but I don't know the specifics." The shopkeeper shook his head, but the young man insisted:

"It must be someone from Yan! Only someone from Yan could fight like that! Yan Country People Know Martial Arts!"

The same conversation took place in the streets and alleys of Saint Lotan, but Feng Xue, holding her Peerless Martial Art, strolled through the streets, looking exactly like the bookish Yan country scholar that Colombia imagined.

If you disregard his glamorous suit.

However, the power of the Phantom Object is so domineering. It can blend into the environment, and that's exactly what it is. Let alone walking down the street in a formal dress, even if Feng Xue directly enters the women's Locker Room, it will be taken for granted. In a sense, as long as he wears this outfit, he can blend into any occasion.

It's somewhat like "bringing a ladder and you can freely enter and exit various paid venues."

"The feedback on the [Demon] Tag has increased again, and it's already surpassed the number of ATMs I've beaten up. Looks like the related rumors have spread. Tsk, is this the correct way to use Tag?"

Feng Xue felt the continuous flow of [consciousness] entering his body, and his expression was extremely comfortable. At the current rate, he could accumulate enough for half a day's worth of consumption every day, which meant that the original three and a half days of return time had been extended to five days.

However, this apparent extension of the time limit was merely superficial. What truly concerned Feng Xue was his deeper understanding of the "Weird Tale" as a goal.

It's difficult to solidify Tag, but once Tag is solidified, even the smallest amount of knowledge can be extracted. Take Feng Xue, the Ambulance Demon, for example. After the Tag was solidified, even if those who had only heard of the legend had only one percent or one-thousandth of the knowledge of those who had personally experienced it, they would still provide a small amount of [knowledge].

This made him think of classic Eastern Weird Tale like the Kuchisake-onna and Hanako. Most people have certainly never seen the so-called Kuchisake-onna, but with continuous dissemination, Kuchisake-onna has become Weird Tale figure known to almost everyone. So, conversely, does that mean that as long as one keeps expanding one's own legend until it is integrated into folklore and culture and becomes a symbol, one also becomes Weird Tale?

With a direction to strive for, Feng Xue suddenly felt more energetic. However, on the surface, he still maintained his weak appearance, holding the "Peerless Martial Art" manual that most Colombia could not understand, studying the "Sunflower Acupuncture Hand" he had just acquired, while waiting for a new ATM to come knocking.

This "Peerless Martial Art" manual is definitely a huge find. It contains everything, and every time you open it, you'll find completely new content. After Feng Xue got her hands on it, she quickly flipped through it a few times and saw martial arts techniques with completely different origins, such as "Stars Shift," "Sunflower Acupuncture Hand," "Telepathic Finger," and "Fourteen Swords of Ten Thousand Transformations." Moreover, each time she opened it, there were basically no repetitions.

If there's any drawback, it's that this thing isn't a skill book. As the notes say, "I studied it for three years and practiced it for thirty years." Each of the martial arts techniques in it is something that one could spend a lifetime learning.

In reality, it's only because Feng Xue, who has a cheat code for Translation Konjac that she could understand it. If it were someone else, they probably wouldn't even understand what that bunch of classical Chinese was saying.

However, even if you know what's written, it doesn't necessarily mean you'll understand it.

After all, some things are like math: you recognize each word, but when you put them together, you don't understand.

For example, the Fourteen Swords of Ten Thousand Transformations was so full of technical terms that it gave Feng Xue a real headache. All sorts of numerological terms and professional jargon made him wish he could find a calculus teacher to translate them for him.

After searching for so long, Feng Xue found that the Sunflower Acupuncture Hand was the easiest to learn. First, you need to memorize the meridian and acupoint diagram, and then "Fingers Like Gale and Momentum Like Lightning" are all you need to do.

Even just these eight words require long-term strengthening and training to achieve. At the very least, just completing the transfer of Internal Force at the moment of attack and injecting it according to different acupoints is an extremely difficult task.

After all, according to the Taikoo Scroll, all the books in this catalog are high-grade items of the second rank or above. Even top-tier sects would keep them as closely guarded secrets. Even something as seemingly low-level as the Sunflower Acupuncture Hand Technique, when mastered, can produce exaggerated effects almost like the rules of the universe. While it's impossible to achieve the exaggerated level of acupuncture on Earth like some acupuncture masters, it's still not a problem to acupuncture a train or airplane, or to seal one's own injuries.

Of course, this thing isn't only for learning martial arts, because Feng Xue also discovered that it can be used as a "reference book".

For example, when he first got it yesterday, he found a movement technique manual called "Heavenly Sphere Star Shifting Technique". Although he couldn't understand it at all due to the numerological terms, he keenly noticed that some of the terms overlapped with the Bu Tiange in his hand. Then, he was able to "find the key points".

But that's not the most amazing thing. The most amazing thing is that after he filled in the missing parts of Bu Tiange's manual, Butian Ge Secret Manual actually got upgraded!

It's now available! Please subscribe and keep reading!

There will definitely be frequent updates, but they won't all be released at once. Instead, one chapter will be released every two to three hours. I guarantee at least five chapters today, and every little bit helps.

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