Chapter 4

Wu Yixuan slowly regained consciousness. He shook his slightly dizzy head and managed to sit up.

"I remember I was fine at home, but then my computer suddenly underwent a strange change. I was seemingly swallowed by a blue vortex and then passed out," Wu Yixuan began to recall his previous experience.

"Could it be..." Wu Yixuan seemed to have an idea and stood up, starting to observe the surroundings.

This was a vast, endless wasteland, with gray-brown soil that was soft and fertile, as if it had been nourished by endless blood. Wu Yixuan grabbed a handful of soil and examined it closely, even faintly detecting a scent of blood.

It was daytime, but the sky was overcast with dark clouds, and it was drizzling. The light was dim, and the distant scenery was blurry and hard to discern. The low-hanging black clouds created a sense of oppression, and the blood-soaked land made Wu Yixuan feel as if he had arrived in an ancient wasteland.

"Could it be that I've followed the trend of otaku and traveled to another world? This place doesn't look like Earth at all," Wu Yixuan thought. Seeing the strange blue vortex on the computer, he knew he might have encountered something extraordinary. Given the current scene, as an otaku who often fantasizes about various adventures, he easily connected the dots and thought he might have traveled.

Thinking about the possibility of traveling, Wu Yixuan quickly checked his body and the items he carried. He confirmed that he wasn't a soul-traveler, meaning he hadn't possessed another body to live the rest of his life. He also found that he hadn't lost any limbs, hadn't grown wings or other organs, hadn't gained any special abilities, and hadn't acquired any precious treasures. In short, he was still the same as before.

"This can't be, it's not scientific. Where's the golden finger? Without a golden finger, how am I supposed to survive in another world? Which great deity made me travel here? This is just a trap," Wu Yixuan muttered to himself.

Wu Yixuan patted the mud off his body, chose a direction based on his intuition, and started to explore. He didn't have any food or water, so it was practical to find a safe place to spend the night while there was still some visibility during the day. He didn't know what dangers the night might bring to the wasteland.

To conserve his strength for any emergencies, Wu Yixuan walked steadily and cautiously. Along the way, he saw nothing but dark green weeds and small, fierce-looking insects. He didn't see any other creatures.

The wasteland was eerily quiet. The howling wind carried raindrops that hit Wu Yixuan's face, making him squint.

In the distance, Wu Yixuan saw a small figure walking upright, which seemed to be a humanoid creature, wandering around.

Wu Yixuan cautiously approached the figure, aware that even though it was humanoid, it could still be dangerous. As he got closer, he estimated that the figure was only a little over one meter tall, like a dwarf, which made him feel a bit more at ease, as his size gave him some confidence.

"Rakaniqu!"

As Wu Yixuan observed the figure, it also noticed his approach. It excitedly uttered a string of incomprehensible words and charged toward Wu Yixuan.

Wu Yixuan took a few steps back, ready to assess the situation.

It was an ugly humanoid monster with two sharp fangs, dark red skin covered in black stripes, and although it was short, its muscular arms and the thick wooden club it held proved its combat capabilities.

"This is a Fallen from Diablo!" Wu Yixuan immediately recognized it as the low-level monster from the classic single-player game, Diablo II.

Diablo and Warcraft, both developed by Blizzard, are legendary classics.

In the game, the Fallen is one of the weakest monsters, easily defeated by a level one character, with a combat power of only 5. They are known for their cowardice and tendency to run away in battle. They enjoy singing and eating hotpot, but you wouldn't want to be their hotpot ingredient.

Wu Yixuan noticed that in his field of vision, the monster had a string of characters above its head, and there were deep red circles over its heart, throat, and brain, indicating its vital points. He realized that hitting these circles would deal significant extra damage.

Wu Yixuan, who had killed many Fallens in the game, felt a sense of shock upon encountering a real one in reality.

"Did I really travel to a world like Diablo?" Wu Yixuan had many questions. Although he often fantasized about traveling to a wondrous and exotic world, where he could have adventures and conquer, the reality of it was hard to accept.

The Fallen, upon seeing Wu Yixuan, grinned savagely, its eyes filled with an endless desire for fresh flesh. It swung its wooden club and charged at Wu Yixuan.

On Earth, although Wu Yixuan had trained in swordsmanship with his talented sister, it was more of a form of exercise. Now, unarmed and facing a bloodthirsty Fallen, he felt at a loss.

The Fallen's wooden club swept toward Wu Yixuan's waist. Wu Yixuan slightly lowered his center of gravity and instinctively used his arm to block the attack.

As the club hit his arm, Wu Yixuan involuntarily groaned in pain, feeling as if his bones were about to crack. The sharp spikes on the club left several wounds on his arm, and blood dripped onto the dark red soil, quickly disappearing as the land greedily absorbed the nourishment.

"I didn't expect this Fallen to be so short but so strong," Wu Yixuan's painful experience confirmed that the Fallen's strength was comparable to that of a normal adult male, and with the spiked club, his situation was dangerous.

The Fallen, without considering Wu Yixuan's thoughts, raised its club and struck again, which Wu Yixuan narrowly avoided.

The red-skinned, short demon flexed its muscles and swung the club with great force, making it difficult for Wu Yixuan to dodge.

After dodging several times, Wu Yixuan, who had expended a lot of energy, was slightly delayed and was grazed by the club on his back, causing the flesh to tear.

"If I keep dodging, I'll die," Wu Yixuan finally realized that dodging alone wouldn't save him.

The pain from his injured back and the continuous bleeding from his arm finally stirred the hidden ferocity and savagery within him.

Wu Yixuan roared and grabbed the club with his bloodied hand.

The pain from his palm only made him angrier, and he gripped the club even tighter, then punched the Fallen's face with his right fist.

"Crack!"

The force of Wu Yixuan's punch caused a crisp bone-breaking sound, sending the Fallen flying.

The Fallen, struggling to get up from the ground, looked at the approaching human with fear. Wu Yixuan's fierce and angry expression and the devastating punch he had just delivered made the Fallen panic. It had no sense of honor or dignity and fled, shouting "Rakaniqu" as it ran.

Wu Yixuan wouldn't let the Fallen escape so easily. The two hits it had dealt him were still fresh in his mind, and the wounds were still painful. He wanted to tear the Fallen apart.

Wu Yixuan casually threw the club he had taken, and with his immense strength, it whistled through the air and struck the Fallen's back, causing it to spew blood and fly away.

Wu Yixuan quickly followed, stepping on the Fallen's chest, making it let out a惨烈的嚎叫，声音远远传开。

面对这只丑陋的恶魔，吴依没有丝毫怜悯。这里很可能是暗黑世界，熟知游戏背景的他知道这些入侵到人类世界的恶魔给这个世界的人类带来了无数的苦痛和破坏，更别说这只恶魔手上可能沾满了人类鲜血。

吴依举起拳头，坚决而迅速地锤在沉沦魔的脸上，随着一声闷响，沉沦魔的鼻梁直接塌了下去，脑袋磕在地面上，头破血流，它被打得晕头转向，根本无法做出任何反抗动作。

在狠狠地打了几拳后，沉沦魔的鲜血飞溅在吴依的脸上和身上，这只恶魔的面部被打得凹陷下去，脑袋就像被压扁的篮球，吴依却好像毫无感觉，继续一拳又一拳地打着沉沦魔。

吴依紧紧地抿着嘴唇，挥拳的动作机械而冰冷，直到沉沦魔被打得血肉模糊，连鬼都认不出来那一团东西原来的样子。

确认这只本该存在于幻想中的怪物已经死亡后，吴依总算松了口气，一屁股坐在地上。刚才在战斗时还不觉得，现在只感觉到整个身体都虚脱了一般的无力，浑身的肌肉都在酸痛不已，叫嚣着要罢工，那两处伤口既麻又痒，令人十分难受。

吴依看着地上那血肉模糊的一团，既没有罪恶感，也没有不适感，反而隐隐有些兴奋，他都在怀疑自己是不是有点心理变态了。

坐在地上休息的吴依感觉到他的胸口突然有些瘙痒，就像是有什么毛茸茸的东西在他怀中蠕动一般，肉眼可见到他的上衣中有一团鼓了起来并以十分快的速度钻出了吴依的领口。

吴依低头看去，发现从他衣服中钻出来的是一个毛茸茸的球状生物。

吴依将对方抓在手上，总算看清楚了对方的样子，一个圆滚滚的肉球上长着肉乎乎的短小四肢，一条细长的尾巴轻轻摆动着，尾巴终端还有一个铭刻着神秘符文的金属圆环，全身粉红色毛茸茸的毛发，又圆又晶莹剔透的黑宝石般的大眼睛肯定能萌翻大多数的女生。

这个可爱的小家伙，大眼睛里满是迷惘，迷迷糊糊的样子让吴依感觉很好笑。

吴依仔细回想了一下，发现眼前的这个生物很像他以前看过的动漫《数码宝贝》中的妖精兽，只是比妖精兽多了一条尾巴。

迷迷糊糊的小家伙终于搞清楚了状况，它伸出右手，变戏法般的一把短小精悍的木质法杖突然出现在它手中，它挥舞着手中的法杖点在吴依的手臂上，吴依感觉手臂一麻便放开了手。

吴依正担心小家伙会这样掉下去，就看到它的背后张开了一对白色的羽翼，轻轻拍打了一下翅膀，很轻松地飞在空中，脚步轻点就往上飞了一段距离，达到了与吴依的头部同等的高度，看它在空中如履平地的样子，真是想象不出的轻松和如意。

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