Chapter 141: [This Is What You Call a Little Trouble?]
At Moon Lake, a medium-sized boat was docked by the shore.
He Xiaotian stood on the deck, drinking fruit juice.
The bronze door had sent him back. Of course, before leaving…
…he’d taken the opportunity to beat up the eye-rolling Mr. Men again to vent his frustration.
With all his power but no way to use it, all Mr. Men could do was get hopping mad and take the beating, staring helplessly.
But still, that guy truly was one of the super bosses of the Netherworld.
The system had actually judged that he had defeated Mr. Men.
And so, he received one hundred thousand Experience Points!
The only downside was that he hadn’t finished him off completely.
Otherwise, he might have earned over a million Experience Points and reached the pinnacle of his life in an instant.
In the center of Moon Lake, Cleaners were salvaging debris from the sunken boat.
They hoped to glean some information from the wreckage.
Four teams of extraordinary individuals arrived at the scene, but all traces of He Xiaotian and Mr. Men were long gone.
As for the videos and photos on the tourists’ phones, they had been deleted by some unknown force.
All they could do was sketch the scene of He Xiaotian’s transformation based on eyewitness descriptions.
The surveillance footage from the rental company was also wiped completely clean.
In short, aside from a few sketches, they hadn’t found a damn thing.
At noon, the Cleaners left with a pile of debris and the eyewitnesses.
The loose ends all had to be tied up.
Meanwhile, the instigator of it all, He Xiaotian, was sleeping in the boat’s cabin.
Suddenly, a burning heat flared in his chest, and he felt himself falling.
It was as if his entire body had been plunged into quicksand, a suffocating pressure washing over him.
Fortunately, this sensation didn’t last long.
The moment his feet touched solid, hard ground, he felt a wave of relief.
To be honest, He Xiaotian hated this feeling of not being in control.
To lose control of yourself is to lose control of your life.
This was a pitch-black space, filled everywhere with a black mist?
Or rather, shadows!
‘The darkness from Huayang Road?’
The bronze door tattoo on his chest dispelled all the blackness.
As if unwilling to concede, the substance constantly hovered just beyond a thirty-foot radius around him.
In the silent darkness, the only sound was his own heartbeat.
Not far away, a bronze door exuding a faint glow stood tall.
He Xiaotian strode forward, reaching the door in five or six steps.
The door, which gave off a feeling of endless chaos, had at some point been pushed open from the inside, leaving a tiny crack.
If not for his unrivaled eyesight, he never would have noticed it.
He didn’t dare to be complacent; Mr. Men himself had said it.
Once the bronze door was fully open, he would die.
He stretched out his hands and unleashed the full force of his eighty-thousand-plus-jin strength, intending to force it shut.
Unfortunately, it seemed something with monstrous, infinite strength was fighting back from within the door.
This prevented him from closing the bronze door immediately.
‘Such incredible power… Damn you, bronze door, you really set me up! Didn’t you say you were only giving me small problems? This looks more like a suicide mission!’
BOOM!!
The Yang-attribute True Qi in his Dantian erupted, and his whole body inevitably began to swell.
In an instant, he transformed into a giant over seven and a half feet tall, his muscles like coiling dragons, gleaming with a bronze luster.
“CLOSE!!”
KRRREEEAK!
Under his monstrous strength and Inner Strength, the tiny crack in the bronze door finally began to move.
Just as He Xiaotian was about to breathe a sigh of relief, a gaze suddenly shot toward him.
‘I’m dead!’
In that instant, he felt as if he had been targeted by some terrifying monster.
It was as if a hand was squeezing his throat, and a sense of suffocation washed over him like a tidal wave, threatening to swallow him whole.
Under the threat of death, he subconsciously unleashed every last ounce of his strength.
He might never again be able to push himself as desperately as he was today.
108 points of strength, 15 points of explosive power—squeezed to the absolute limit.
BOOOM!!
“Haaa… haaa… haaa…”
The bronze door slammed completely shut, cutting off that gaze.
He Xiaotian gasped for breath, his entire body trembling uncontrollably.
Cold sweat soaked his clothes. He slumped back against the door, his heart still pounding with fear.
‘It was too terrifying!’
There was no emotion in that gaze, nothing at all.
‘How could any living being’s eyes be so devoid of expression?’
‘Not fierceness, not malice—nothing.’
But it was precisely that emotionless, hollow, puppet-like gaze that brought him such immense pressure.
It was like the world-ending flood from the Book of Revelation crashing down upon him.
Even when facing Mr. Men, that hidden super boss, He Xiaotian had never felt the threat of death.
Let alone on his journey so far, where he had merely hammered to death some extraordinary individuals and evil anomalies with just a few twists and turns.
But today, in this space filled with bizarre black shadows…
…behind the bronze door, he had been absolutely certain he was going to die!
‘Small problems?’
‘Small problems, my ass!!’
If Mr. Men were here right now, He Xiaotian would have beaten him black and blue.
After venting in his mind, he felt much better and was about to get up when he heard footsteps and glanced over.
Mr. Men!
“Did you feel it? Power so great you couldn’t resist it. A single emotionless gaze that nearly killed you,” Mr. Men, who had appeared out of nowhere, explained with a disgruntled look on his face.
“What do you want?!”
BANG!
「Half an hour later.」
He Xiaotian was leaning against the bronze door, completely satisfied.
‘I was already pissed off, and you walked right into the line of fire. Who was I gonna beat up if not you?’
‘But why didn’t I get a hundred thousand Experience Points for that?’
‘Sigh!’
‘The system isn’t so easy to fool.’
‘If I got a hundred thousand Experience Points every time I beat Mr. Men…’
‘…it wouldn’t be long before I reached the pinnacle of my life.’
And so, feeling disgruntled, He Xiaotian beat Mr. Men up again.
“Do you really not know what’s behind the door?” He Xiaotian asked, watching as Mr. Men got up from the ground, his face blank with an expression that said, ‘I’m used to this.’
“I really don’t know. In fact, who does? Perhaps the one who forced me to become a Gatekeeper all those years ago would know.” Speaking of the person who had beaten him so badly he was looking for his teeth on the floor and almost made him call him ‘Dad,’ Mr. Men glanced at He Xiaotian.
Back then, that person was also covered in muscle.
While he himself had been an old man, thin as a rake.
“Strange. Logically speaking, now that you’ve closed the door, your strength should have clearly increased. Why don’t I see any change in you?”
?
Hearing Mr. Men’s words, He Xiaotian subconsciously glanced at the information notification in the upper left corner of his vision.
[Ding! You have gained 10,000 Experience Points.]
The system didn’t explain the source of the Experience Points, but the dazzling five-digit number made his eyes light up.
‘I got ten thousand Experience Points just for pushing a door shut?’
“It’s time for you to go back.”
As soon as the words fell, the familiar feeling of weightlessness returned.
He Xiaotian’s vision went black, and he immediately vanished from the space.
THUD!
The dizziness hadn’t even faded when he opened his eyes and found himself back on the bed in the cabin.
‘The bronze door might be dangerous, but fortune favors the bold. I earned ten thousand Experience Points in just a short while. Totally worth it!!’
