Chapter 112 The Pitas' Core

The teleportation point this time wasn't a chaotic mass of pixels, but an orderly cube that stood out from the surrounding uncontrolled scenery.

Feng Bujue stopped immediately upon seeing the object and said to the two beside him, "If we go any further… we might have to face the core of the Pitas head-on." He paused. "I want to confirm again…" His gaze swept across Isaac and Lightning Head's faces. "Do you really want to go in?"

"What do you mean by that?" Isaac asked.

"I mean… if you agree, I can try to send you back to your original dimension now," Feng Bujue said. "Although it might not succeed, but… if it does, you won't have to risk facing what's next with me."

"Are you trying to get us to back down at the last minute?" Lightning Head responded coldly.

"No," Feng Bujue said. "I just want to avoid unnecessary sacrifices." His expression was solemn as he replied, "Once I engage the core of the Pitas in close combat, I'm confident that I can eliminate it single-handedly, so… even if you don't come…"

"Mr. Feng," Isaac interrupted him. "I want to remind you that this is no longer just a mission." His eyes revealed determination. "I… we… all have scores to settle with the Pitas."

Lightning Head also said, "Yeah, I don't plan on being transferred somewhere else, waiting for others to end the war."

Feng Bujue listened to their answers and looked at their expressions, letting out a helpless sigh. "Ah… okay."

At this point, Brother Jue knew that further persuasion would be futile…

Of course, he could forcibly activate *The Autobiography of Chuck Norris* and try to send the two away.

But… he wouldn't do that.

Perhaps the old Feng Bujue would have done that, just like he had tried to undo the seal on Ruo Yu…

But the current him would no longer do so.

If Feng Bujue had learned anything from his relationship with Ruo Yu, it was that…

One must learn to respect those who are worthy of respect and respect their choices; even if you believe you have a better view than them, even if what they are doing seems futile or even self-destructive in your eyes, you should not impose your will or actions upon them… because, often, those people are not unaware of the consequences, they just are unwilling to make certain compromises and have already prepared themselves to bear the consequences.

At this moment, Feng Bujue chose to respect Isaac and Lightning Head's decision. He didn't say anything more, just exchanged glances with the two and stepped into the cube in front of him.

…

After a flash of light and shadows, the scenery before the three changed again.

Everything around them had changed from a state of extreme chaos to one of perfect order.

In the void of darkness, blue and blue light intersected neatly, extending into a boundless space.

At first glance, this space seemed empty, but…

"You're just in time," a voice rang out.

The three followed the sound and saw a module made of light slowly separate, and a figure walked out of it.

"Not a second off from the time the Pitas predicted…" The speaker was none other than One-Eyed Dragon.

"You're not dead yet…" Lightning Head squeezed out this sentence from between her teeth when she saw him.

The sentence didn't sound like a question at all, because… it felt like she was holding back half a sentence, "...then I'll kill you."

"Of course I'm not dead," One-Eyed Dragon said as he approached the three. "Speaking of which… I have to thank you, Mr. Savior." He looked at Brother Jue and said with a smirk, "Because of you, I am now part of the Pitas' 'defense system' and have gained eternal life." He opened his arms and laughed. "Heh… when you guys turn to dust in history, I will be immortal along with the Pitas!"

Bang—

Before he could finish the word "immortal," Lightning Head had already picked up her rifle and unhesitatingly fired a shot at the guy's chest.

Instantly, a charred hole appeared in One-Eyed Dragon's chest.

But…

"Hmph… how foolish." One-Eyed Dragon still had a smile on his face as he replied nonchalantly, and…

Chi—

He raised one arm, and a laser beam blasted out from his palm.

The beam of light flashed and struck Lightning Head in the face.

This attack came very suddenly. Isaac simply didn't have time to react, and although Feng Bujue… reacted instinctively, at this distance, facing the attack of a laser weapon, it was good enough that he himself could dodge; wanting to block the attack flying towards another person… without the assistance of skills, it was too late.

"No!" Isaac let out a heartbreaking roar as Lightning Head fell backward.

Without warning, without last words.

Lightning Head fell to the ground suddenly, never to rise again…

The shot had blown away a third of her head; the left side of her face had been burned, and a small portion of her skull and the brain tissue inside had been evaporated; a charred, pasty mass sealed off her brain matter and blood, preventing the red and white matter from flowing out…

Although her legs were still twitching, her life… had come to an end.

"You bastard!" The next second, Isaac picked up the machine gun in his hand and started firing wildly at One-Eyed Dragon, roaring constantly as he fired, as if to vent the anger in his heart.

Clang clang clang clang…

However, when the bullets rained down on One-Eyed Dragon's body, they only produced sounds like hitting metal.

Moreover, One-Eyed Dragon stood in the distance with an unchanged expression and a grim smile, not taking a single step back under the barrage.

Soon, Isaac ran out of ammunition (he draped a whole string of machine gun bullets over his shoulder), and in the air… the sound of the still-spinning machine gun and his heavy breathing echoed.

"See, this is your problem." One-Eyed Dragon was still standing there, even though his body was full of holes, he didn't change his expression. "The game made you lose your reason… ridiculous ideals led to meaningless death, and meaningless death triggered your useless anger… and anger made you ignore the fact that you can't defeat me."

As he spoke, One-Eyed Dragon raised one hand and uncovered the eyepatch on his face.

What was revealed under his eyepatch was naturally not a blind eye, but… a mechanical eye emitting red light.

"Ah—" Isaac ignored the other party. As soon as he caught his breath, he let out a roar, threw away the machine gun on his body, and rushed straight towards One-Eyed Dragon.

The black strongman's explosive power was truly amazing. In the blink of an eye, he had approached his opponent and tackled One-Eyed Dragon to the ground with a standard tackle.

"What do you think you're doing?" One-Eyed Dragon, who was pressed to the ground by the other party, remained calm as usual.

Bang bang bang—

Isaac's fist followed closely, and he desperately waved his arms, heavily hitting One-Eyed Dragon's face.

But the result… was that Isaac's own hands became a bloody mess.

"Indeed, you guys are all crazy." At this time, the skin on One-Eyed Dragon's face had been beaten off, and the metal bones under his skin were revealed. "Can't you see that I'm no longer flesh and blood?" As he spoke, he suddenly made a move, using his hands to accurately grab Isaac's arms. The huge difference in strength made it impossible for the latter's arms to move. "In the real dimension, you are stronger than me… but here, after being modified by the Pitas, you are definitely not my opponent…"

Bang—

Another muffled sound, Isaac gave One-Eyed Dragon's nose a solid headbutt with his forehead.

"You…" One-Eyed Dragon was enraged, and he wanted to use the laser cannons in his hands to burn Isaac's arms into a paste first.

Just then…

Feng Bujue's figure suddenly flashed into One-Eyed Dragon's vision, and a second later, accompanied by a "crackling" sound… One-Eyed Dragon's neck was severed by a military shovel.

"Looks like…" Brother Jue picked up One-Eyed Dragon's head, held it in front of his eyes and said, "…you're not that great after all."

Squeak—

Fast as lightning!

Before Feng Bujue could finish speaking, One-Eyed Dragon's red mechanical eye shot out a beam of light, aiming straight for Brother Jue's face.

But… Brother Jue simply tilted his head and easily dodged it.

"How is that possible?" Seeing this, One-Eyed Dragon couldn't help but be surprised.

"There's nothing to be surprised about. You've already used the laser with your hand once. It won't work to use an attack of the same speed against me," Feng Bujue replied calmly.

Indeed, for Brother Jue, who possessed Zero Time Difference Calculation, this level of attack… was almost impossible to hit a second time.

"Hmph… good, a good savior indeed." One-Eyed Dragon sneered, "But I wonder if our 'legendary hero' is as powerful as you?"

In that instant, Feng Bujue sensed something and thought "crap" in his heart.

"Be careful!" He immediately turned his head and shouted at Isaac, who was two meters away.

Unfortunately… it was too late.

Boom—

After a burst of sound, One-Eyed Dragon's headless body exploded.

Isaac had just broken free from the confinement of the mechanical arms, and had no time or room to escape. Even if the power of the explosion wasn't very great, it was enough to cause fatal damage to him…

"Tch…" Brother Jue, who was also injured by the aftermath of the explosion, cursed inwardly, and with a flick of his hand, threw One-Eyed Dragon's head away.

Then, he steadied himself, passed through the still-dissipating fire, and quickly rushed to Isaac's side.

However, Isaac, who appeared in Brother Jue's vision, was already in a dying state; his whole body was covered in hideous wounds, and even if Brother Jue was a medical specialization player, he probably wouldn't know where to start with this kind of injury.

"Don't move, I'll teleport you back to another dimension right away, maybe you can recover after the dimension shift…" Feng Bujue knelt beside Isaac, and at the same time as he spoke, he took out the book in his knapsack.

"No…" Unexpectedly, Isaac stopped him in a very calm tone, "Please don't do that, Mr. Feng."

"Why?" Feng Bujue asked immediately.

"Heh…" At this moment, Isaac, who had always been serious, actually smiled, although his face had been burned beyond recognition, his eyes were still telling something, "Mr. Feng, there's something I've never told anyone…" He said with a smile, "If I said this, I think many people in the resistance army would be shocked…" He paused, and then said, "Actually, before the war broke out, I was a math teacher in an elementary school… If I hadn't awakened as a Zhi Yueist, I don't think I would have ever realized that I had the talent to be a soldier." (Zhi Yueist - one with transcedent wisdom)

Just like the bearded man before his death, Isaac didn't feel any pain at this moment. Even though his body had fallen apart, he could still speak normally.

"In the past, I always felt that my life was terrible, because I was different from the people around me… I would think and question this world." Isaac's words continued, "Looking at those children who were not even ten years old but were already lifeless; and their parents, who were like walking corpses, whose words and deeds and thoughts were incredibly similar… all I could feel was despair for the entire society and its future…

"Physical imprisonment is not scary, what's scary is ideological captivity…

"Ai provided us with a comfortable and simple life, but took away something more important to human beings…

"I… understand all of this.

"But… I'm no different from other people; I accepted that kind of life, accepted that despair.

"Even after I awakened, I didn't try to resist… because I'm a weak person, a coward…

"The real reason I joined the resistance army was that the Pitas army discovered that I was a Zhi Yueist. If I didn't escape, what awaited me was likely death or modification.

"I'm not a hero, a legend… I'm just a man who seeks relief in war and doesn't have the courage to face the future.

"So… please let me die here, Mr. Feng. This is… the best ending for me."

When the other party was halfway through his words, Feng Bujue's movements stopped. After Isaac finished speaking, Brother Jue was silent for a few seconds, and then said, "Okay, I'll grant your wish."

Hearing this, Isaac nodded in relief. "Mr. Feng, can I make one last request?"

"Say it," Feng Bujue replied as he stood up and put the book back into his knapsack.

"If you are really the savior…" Isaac's voice was already a little choked up, "Please return the game… to this world, to those of us who don't have the courage to change anything…"

"Don't worry," Feng Bujue said as he started to walk towards the head in the distance, "Even if I'm not the savior, I'll still do this."