The game becomes reality: Black Myth invades the real world.

Chapter 3 The Anatomy of Duke Minshi

You pushed open the temple door.

"The sun shines on you, the breeze caresses your hair, your blood gradually boils, your ambition begins to grow wildly, and your abundant power fills you with confidence to become the master of the world."

"A fork in the road has appeared before you."

"The road to the left is deserted, and you can vaguely see a stone tablet. Although you don't know what its purpose is, the unknown exploration seems more attractive."

"The road on the right is winding and overgrown with weeds. In the distance, you can see a town, but because it is too far away, you can't make out its exact appearance."

"Which path will you choose to embark on your great journey? Left or right? Or are you prepared to forge your own way and walk a different path?"

Three options: left, right, or forge your own path.

The third option is temporarily ruled out.

A great writer once said that there were originally no roads in this world, but as more people walked on them, roads were formed.

Is going to wade through it yourself to be a pioneer?

After thinking for a moment, Chen Fu decided to go and take a look to the left.

Since the town isn't going anywhere, it's more important to find out what the stone tablet is for.

He chose the left side.

"The first thing the future Lord of the Mortal World showed to the demons and monsters was an extraordinary courage."

"You went all the way to the left and came to the stone tablet."

"Gazing at the stone tablet flashing with complex symbols, you can't help but reach out and touch it."

"A message pops into your mind."

"The stone tablet is a treasure left behind by the gods in the mortal world. It contains magical power that can send the chosen one into a copy that contains the truth of mythology."

"However, since this stone tablet has stood for countless years, the divine power within it has long been in disarray, making it impossible to accurately locate the exclusive instance at present."

"Chosen One, are you prepared to enter randomly and venture into unknown territories? Or will you seek out specific items and choose a suitable instance yourself? Or perhaps you'd like to withdraw first and wait until you're fully prepared?"

"Please note that since you have already completed the class instance today, you can only enter it again tomorrow. You can only enter it once a week thereafter, so please plan accordingly."

There seem to be three options, but in reality there is only one.

Chen Fu learned from the text that the function of the stone tablet was to allow players to enter dungeons, which was a feature of the game.

There's another limitation: you can only enter once a week.

For him, since he had just cleared the class dungeon, he could only enter it tomorrow.

Thankfully, if he could get in, he would likely die if he encountered a random instance. Even if he didn't die, he might still trigger a supernatural event like before... Chen Fu clicked exit.

You turn and leave, returning to the fork in the road.

"On the way, you unexpectedly picked up a cloth bag. You opened it and found that it contained the treasure you had been longing for."

"You have obtained the silver needle."

"Silver needles are used in autopsies to identify poisons, to guide qi and explore spirits, to invigorate blood and qi with a single needle, and to weave garments with a hundred needles. They are often used in traditional Chinese medicine treatments and needlework. In specific circumstances, they can also be used as weapons."

Chen Fu was overjoyed when he saw it. He thought to himself that although this game was particularly strange, it was still pretty good. It provided exactly what he needed, and it was perfect for use with needlework and embroidery.

With a thought, the small squares reappeared before his eyes, and the silver needle was placed precisely in the second square.

"You've returned to the fork in the road. Now, which path will you choose?"

Without much thought, Chen Fu chose to go to the right and head towards the town.

"With the silver needles, you feel a terrifying increase in your strength."

"You tread the winding road overgrown with weeds. Full of confidence, like a king expanding his territory."

"You have encountered a passing mountain bandit."

"The bandits have attacked you."

"Should we use needlework and embroidery to fight the enemy?"

Chen Fu was stunned. Could it be like this?

He recalled his experience in the dungeon earlier; if he had died there, he probably would have been finished in real life as well.

Why can't I summon a hair of the Great Sage?

He waited a moment and found that there was no such option, nor was there an exit option; he could only click "Yes".

"You used your needlework and embroidery skill to deal five points of damage to the bandits."

"You have grasped the fundamental rules of this world during the battle."

"By killing the opponent, you can gain experience points and thus strengthen yourself."

"You are eager to improve yourself. The silver needles in your hands seem to come alive, piercing the bandits like falling leaves and flying flowers."

"You have dealt another five points of damage to the bandits."

The bandits began to scramble to deal with the relentless attacks.

"You feel victory is just around the corner."

"As he was dying, the bandit shouted, his body radiating an eerie red light, pulled out the silver needles stuck in his body, and swung his knife at you."

"You were killed by bandits."

"You are dead."

Huh? Chen Fu was stunned.

Didn't I know needlework and embroidery? Didn't I have silver needles? Wasn't victory in sight? How could I have died?

At this moment, Chen Fu felt the immense malice emanating from the game.

The game text just now praised him as so brave, so courageous, and so powerful, but the simple sentence "You were killed by bandits" is so ironic.

Just when Chen Fu thought that he was dead in reality, he was surprised to find that he was completely unharmed!

The game is still running.

What's going on?

Chen Fu suddenly relaxed and hurriedly looked at the game text.

"You are dead, and your consciousness has fallen into boundless darkness. In a daze, you see a huge pass with the words 'Gate of Hell' written on the lintel above it."

"Countless illusory souls, swaying and staggering, walk toward the gates of hell. Your mind is muddled, and you blindly follow the procession of the dead."

"Just as you were about to enter, you were stopped. The ghost general guarding the gate turned to look at you, his eyes flashing with wariness and vigilance."

"You are destined to be banished by the King of Hell, and have been deemed a person rejected by death. The underworld has no place for you."

"You opened your eyes and awoke once again in the temple where the broken clay sculptures were enshrined."

As Chen Fu gazed at the lines of text, he realized that he had been resurrected and returned to the original temple.

He breathed a sigh of relief. So, it seemed that only when something went wrong in the dungeon would he face direct danger in reality.

"You have returned to the earthly land, and death has left you feeling listless and weary."

"Do you intend to drag your weary body out to conquer this land again, or rest in the temple and continue only after you've recovered?"

"Note that if you choose to rest, you will need to rest for eight hours in the real world to fully recover."

There's new text, and the plot is completely different from the beginning.

Chen Fu was no longer afraid of death. He thought that since he was only feeling tired and there were no other effects, he might as well continue.

He was careless just now and didn't dodge; he definitely won't make a mistake this time.

Chen Fu chose to set off.

"O future Lord of the mortal world, death has not shrouded your soul, nor has failure broken your will."

"Your choice is admirable! Your will is moving!"

"You've come to a crossroads again. This time, will you take the left or the right, or forge your own path?"

Here we go again.

The tone was extremely similar to before, which made Chen Fu feel uneasy, as if some malice was waiting for him.

But once you've decided to set off, there's no turning back.

Chen Fu thought about it carefully.

Unable to enter the instance today; bandits are blocking the way to town.

In that case, there's only one option left.

Indeed, the great writer was right; I am the pioneer who paved the way for all my compatriots.

Chen Fu chose a different path, forging his own way.

"A wise person can always learn from failures and lay a more solid foundation for success."

"You've decided to forge your own path."

"You found a pile of glowing powder on the ground. Applying it to your silver needles will increase their damage."

You bend down to pick it up.

"A bandit jumped out and said it was his, and you were mistaken for a thief."

"You were killed by bandits."

"You are dead."

Chen Fu almost smashed his phone.

I was hoping to pick up some items to strengthen myself, but I died right after setting off.

What normal person would mistake powder on the street for their own property?

One of the three paths is inaccessible, and the other two are dead ends. Are you trying to manipulate my mentality? Are you being inhuman? Are you determined to do all sorts of bad things?

"You have come to the gates of hell once again, and the ghost general has rejected you once more. The descendant of the mortal king will never be accepted by the King of Hell."

"You opened your eyes again in the dilapidated temple."

"You feel even more lethargic and tired. This time, you need to rest for sixteen hours before you can continue your journey."

"Somehow, you became aware of your limits."

"Yes, even the future ruler of this world needs rest; otherwise, how will he conquer this land?"

"Note that if you choose to continue, upon your next death, you will vanish from the world, erasing all memories of you from everyone else."

The appearance of the last line of text made Chen Fu's gaze sharpen.

Not only is this line of text exactly the same as the one in the copy, but it's also because it's a glaring blood red.

Just now, Chen Fu was thinking that dying in the game wouldn't have any impact other than exhaustion, but it turns out that this was actually waiting for him.

In other words, excluding dungeons, you can only die twice in the game; if you don't rest, you will die in real life the next time.

And it's the most severe form, the kind where even relatives and friends don't remember it.

"Are you planning to set off again, even more exhausted, or will you take a short rest at the temple?"

Faced with a similar choice, Chen Fu cautiously opted to rest.

Although it would take sixteen hours, he knew clearly which he should choose: to live or to die.

"Chosen One, you are fully aware of your limits and have made the wisest choice at this stage."

"Yes, to become the ruler of the mortal world, one must have a clear grasp of the situation."

"Sixteen hours of rest should be enough for you to recover, but think about it, who was responsible for this outcome?"

Chen Fu's lips twitched incessantly; how could the game's text be so sarcastic and unsettling?

Just as he was about to quit the game, he suddenly saw a line of text regenerated, which was an unexpected surprise.

"Coroner's Walker Ability, triggered."

"You've encountered a paranormal event."

"You saw a spirit in the temple, staring blankly behind the broken clay sculpture, where something seemed to be stored."

"You went forward to examine it and found an ancient book."

"As a descendant of the Lord of the Mortal Realm, you recognize the characters in ancient texts, and you do not need to perform professional translation and deciphering."

"This is a medical book left behind by a healer who dedicated himself to saving lives. You study it carefully, hoping to learn the techniques in this ancient book."

"But because the ancient books are incomplete, you only have a partial understanding of the content."

"You have learned the anatomical techniques of the Duke of Minshi."

Chen Fu's head sank as a flood of professional knowledge about anatomy rushed into his mind.

A sparrow flew past the dormitory window.

He suddenly realized that he could easily remove the sparrow's heart with a knife while it was still alive.

The idea had barely formed when Chen Fu quickly stopped him.

I'm not some cold-blooded killer, why would I think of such things!

He immediately realized that this was the effect of the anatomical technique of the Duke of Minshi.

Looking at my phone, the description of anatomy appeared.

"Min Shi Gong was a doctor with unparalleled medical skills in the mortal world, and was revered by people from all directions as the medical saint of his time."

In his seventies, he condensed his life's work into a medical classic, among which the volume on anatomy is particularly profound.

By studying it, one can understand the principles of human anatomy, master the methods of analysis, and glimpse the hidden mysteries beneath the flesh and skin.

Chen Fu looked at the flowery description and understood after a moment.

In summary, this skill allows him to master anatomy, but the specific effects can only be known after actual hands-on practice.

Let's put that aside for now and talk about something practical.

After experiencing the professional dungeon and dying twice, Chen Fu figured out some things about the game.

Skills and equipment are important, but the actual situation must also be considered.

Using silver needles to deal with bandits is not very effective.

If he had chosen to be a martial arts master when he initially chose his profession, Chen Fu believed he could take down the bandits with a single punch.

However, the coroner's abilities are clearly more powerful.

Although he was still in the temple at the beginning and hadn't made much progress in the game, he gained the dissection skills of the Merciful Lord due to the probability of triggering supernatural events by the Coroner Walker.

As the game progresses, whether through dissection to acquire skills or by defeating monsters and gaining experience, this potential will inevitably transform into unparalleled strength.

With the power, we can deal with more and more paranormal events!

Chen Fu vaguely sensed that he had chosen an extraordinary profession.

This is very similar to his previous judgment.

Leaving aside the early game, if we only consider the mid and late game, who can beat us?

It is not shameful to die upon leaving the temple; a true man is one who can bend and stretch.

In response to the initial weakness, Chen Fu also came up with a solution.

Min Shi Gong's anatomical skills were not limited to human corpses; he could also perform them on animals.

The school is full of stray cats and dogs; you can see their bodies every few days. Just find a secluded place to perform an autopsy.

The medical school was right next door, and the female classmate who would give him gifts during holidays was studying there.

Through this connection, it might be possible to observe a cadaver performer.

As for the game, there are dungeons, right? As long as you're careful when you enter, you can improve in another way.

Having grasped this point, Chen Fu had a clear understanding of the current direction of development.

Since there are experience points, they must correspond to levels.

The main goal is to gain experience points, level up, and deal with paranormal events.

My small goal... is to take down the bandits who killed me twice!

Compared to these, sixteen hours of rest time is not a big deal at all.

After calculating, Chen Fu realized he could only continue tomorrow, so he logged out of the game.

It was already noon, so he looked through his chat history and dealt with the messages first.

You don't need to pay attention to the group announcement sent by the counselor; the class monitor has already replied that everyone has received it.

As for the safety education the class monitor mentioned, he'll just mention it briefly when the boys in the dorm come back tonight.

There's no need to pay attention to the supernatural events in the lake mentioned by the club; the water ghosts have already been eliminated by the Great Sage and can no longer cause any trouble.

However, given the nature of this group, they'll definitely organize a team to go on an adventure later. We'll see when that happens; we'll go when we have time.

He replied to his mother's message respectfully, explaining that there were indeed too many things boys needed to pay attention to, and then complained about how hot the weather was, thus earning two hundred yuan in pocket money.

Wei Gou in the dorm group is a coward, but it's okay! Dad will protect you.

Chen Fu spent some time handling things one by one.

The coroner's bracelet not only affects the game but also influences reality, which is something that must be noted.

Then, he turned off the air conditioner, left the dormitory, and headed to the cafeteria.

To do something well, you must first have the right tools. How can you fight against all sorts of monsters and demons if you don't eat and drink your fill?