novelraw Chapter 338: How Fast Am I? Perhaps Fast Enough to Outrun Fate
Chapter 338: How Fast Am I? Perhaps Fast Enough to Outrun Fate
After spitting out the object in its mouth, the humpback whale crashed heavily back into the ocean, creating towering waves that rocked all ships within a hundred meters.
Then, the massive shadow slowly descended, disappearing into the depths of the sea.
Before anyone could react, two facts stood out: first, humpback whales shouldn't appear in these waters at all.
Second, a humpback whale of this size? Even documentaries on educational channels rarely record specimens this large worldwide.
Compared to the whale, the three human figures were so tiny that no one noticed them at first.
But then, a green skateboard expanded in midair, landing on the water's surface like a proper vessel.
—No.31, Wu Changkong!
During the Tokyo Bloodbath, he had lost to Chiyo Eine and nearly been killed by hunters.
But during the citywide chaos, Sun had intervened, saving him and stealing the skateboard.
Using both the life debt and possession of the skateboard as leverage, Sun forced Wu Changkong to join the Heaven and Earth Society.The three figures circled in the air before landing smoothly on the skateboard.
On the left, a somewhat effeminate figure slowly stood up, rubbing his forehead.
—No.15, Soul-Ejecting Palm, Shui Zhongmeng.
Though humpback whales aren't highly intelligent, controlling such a massive creature was still exhausting.
The person in the center needed no introduction.
"What the hell are you all staring at? Didn't you hear about the East Sea Debate? Why are all your damn ships parked here?!"
"Get to the island!"
"And keep those little toys of yours far away unless you want me to blast them all to pieces!"
—No.4, Sun!
After this remarkably uncouth outburst, flames formed armor around his body while a ring of fire encircled all three, creating an energy barrier.
Wu Changkong and Shui Zhongmeng remained alert, scanning their surroundings. They disliked being the center of attention, but with their leader acting this way, they had little choice.
The skateboard sped across the water, soon reaching the island where the trio steadied themselves.
As top-ranked players, they were among the first—and the very first group—to set foot on the island.
This behavior practically invited trouble and envy.
On a distant yacht, Chiyo Eine lowered her monocular lens, her expression darkening.
"Old acquaintances..."
"He's risen to fourth place now?"
Currently ranked sixth, she hadn't expected anyone to disregard all formalities and charge straight onto the island.
But considering it was Sun, it made a twisted kind of sense.
"Sis? What's our move? They're showing off so hard!" Chiyo Ji asked beside her.
"We wait. Let more ships dock first before we follow," Chiyo Eine replied.
Following Sun's lead, the surrounding fleet began approaching the island in earnest—
though they kept a safe distance from Sun's group, docking cautiously in case a fireball came flying their way.
As more ships arrived, Sun suddenly frowned and hurled a ten-meter-wide fireball tinged with pink light—
straight at an unassuming fishing boat!
Before anyone could react, the fireball was upon the vessel, about to obliterate the innocent-looking craft.
But abruptly, the fireball decelerated midair, descending gently to the water's surface before dissipating harmlessly.
Shui Zhongmeng's eyes narrowed. To neutralize that attack unscathed required at least a top-100 player.
And to do it with such ease...
The fishing boat docked, and a white-robed figure disembarked, waving in Sun's direction.
A mechanical yet polite voice reached them:
"Apologies if we offended you, elder brother. No ill intent—we merely came to broaden our horizons."
This wasn't the game; there was no auto-translation. He was speaking Chinese—
with unnervingly perfect, textbook pronunciation, like a professionally trained news anchor.
Then the robed figure walked away.
"How strong?" Wu Changkong asked tersely.
"Stronger than Chiyo Eine," Sun replied flatly.
Wu Changkong: ?!!
Throughout the day, fishing boats and yachts continued arriving as all manner of individuals disembarked.
The more low-key participants simply walked ashore, while the flashier ones demonstrated their skills—
many gliding across the water atop their weapons.
Bringing a weapon into the real world meant one thing: you'd achieved a perfect game clearance!
Elites from across the globe gathered here, vividly illustrating the phrase "heroes as numerous as fish in the river."
But among all arrivals, one figure outshone even Sun's group in sheer audacity—
he arrived riding a paper airplane, straight out of a cartoon.
—No.3, The Creator!
As these world-shaking experts assembled, one conspicuously absent figure remained the person everyone truly wanted to see.
The island's occupants maintained careful distances, eyeing each other warily.
Encircling the island were Dragon Group warships representing China's authority, enforcing order.
Large-scale bloodshed was prohibited here—the Dragon Group's decree to players worldwide.
Whether anyone would obey, and the consequences if they didn't, remained to be seen.
That most iconic mask was nowhere to be found among the crowd.
"Where are you?" Sun suddenly shouted at the assembly. "Can't recognize you without the mask—why not put it on?!"
The crowd exchanged glances. Chiyo Eine frowned slightly.
"Could he really not have come...? What's he doing?"
.......
The answer: sleeping.
As if completely detached from Penglai Island's grand event, the world's strongest player starred in a global masterpiece—"The Supreme Player Takes a Nap."
"Time's almost up. What's the plan? Without the game, you'll just rot in this room?"
Black Knight addressed the prone Lu Ce.
"That idiotic East Sea Debate was never on my agenda," Lu Ce said coldly.
"Not talking about that," Black Knight countered. "The engagement banquet."
"Sure, you don't consummate at an engagement, but if you don't hurry, they'll be drinking wedding wine before you arrive."
Lu Ce: ...
"Tch. Honestly, I've never flown commercial. How does one book tickets?"
Having been immersed in the game, Lu Ce found himself slightly out of touch with reality.
"Are you seriously considering that slow-ass transportation? And how undignified."
Lu Ce: ?
He eyed Black Knight skeptically. "You mean... you?"
"Exactly how fast can you go? My impression was rather limited."
"My speed?" Black Knight spun midair. "Perhaps fast enough to outrun fate."