When the information about Dungeon World was introduced, Fang Li suddenly felt as if he had been thrown into the air, and his vision became distorted and his head began to spin.
Without even having time to be surprised, Fang Li felt dizzy and was swayed by the dizziness.
That feeling was truly somewhat uncomfortable and it felt as if he had been spinning in place a hundred times, and his head became muddled.
When that sensation finally subsided, Fang Li felt as if he had fallen from the air and had a grounded feeling. Then, the rotating and distorted vision slowly began to recover.
It was only then that Fang Li noticed his location, he was standing in a very old-fashioned house.
The house seemed to be of Japanese style, without tatami mats, but with wooden boards on the ground.
In the middle of the wooden boards, there was a small coal stove.
The coal pit was burning slowly with flames, and above it was a hanging iron pot, boiling with hot water, exuding a strong sense of the Edo period.
Unfortunately, Fang Li couldn’t experience any of this atmosphere.
It wasn’t because Fang Li had any perception deficiency in terms of life.
The reason was simple.
In Fang Li’s field of vision, everything was divided by crooked and twisted lines.
They were like cracks, resembling the doodles of a child.
They were on the walls.
They were on the ground.
They were on the ceiling.
Even the burning coal pit and the iron pot filled with boiling water had them.
“Ugh…”
Fang Li groaned with a nauseous expression on his face.
At this moment, in Fang Li’s vision, the whole world seemed like a shoddy assembly of scattered pieces, and it was as if it could break at any moment.
In such a situation, how would an ordinary person feel?
It’s simple if someone wants to imagine it.
Just imagine being in an elevator hanging hundreds of meters above the ground, and that elevator is gradually collapsing under your gaze, reducing your foothold bit by bit, ready to drop at any moment.
Multiply this situation by thousands or tens of thousands of times and then you would be able to feel what Fang Li is feeling at this moment.
A world that could break at any moment, where all things could end in front of oneself, and where one could feel as if they would disintegrate along with the world’s collapse in the next second, just a little thought of something like this would drive a person insane.
And Fang Li, now precisely “living” in such a dilapidated world, he felt as if he only needed to lightly touch those lines, and the world would break.
“No wonder both Ryougi Shiki and Tohno Shiki couldn’t stand this situation.”
After all, who would want to live in a shabby world that would break with just a touch?
Anyone standing on the edge of a cliff would experience great fear, let alone being in a world that could break at any moment.
That illusion was enough to torment a normal person into madness.
“What’s interesting is that I feel nothing at all.”
A world that could collapse at any moment?
It doesn’t matter.
Because if such a thing were to happen, it would only mean that the world itself is coming to an end, death itself.
“Death.”
Fang Li couldn’t generate any emotions towards that concept alone.
Even if it was the death of the world, it would be the same.
However, looking at such a fragmented and shattered world, it indeed made one very uncomfortable.
“Since it’s an innate skill, I should be able to do it, right?”
With this thought in mind, Fang Li gently closed his eyes, with only one idea in his mind.
“Shut this pair of eyes.”
People with the Mystic Eye of Death Perception are only Ryougi Shiki and Tohno Shiki.
However, their situations are completely different.
After a period of adaptation and guidance from others, Ryougi Shiki can activate the Mystic Eye of Death Perception at will through her willpower.
Tohno Shiki, on the other hand, cannot do that and can only suppress the activation of the Mystic Eyes using an item called Mystic Eyes Kill.
Fang Li is currently doing the same thing as Ryougi Shiki.
The result is also satisfying.
When Fang Li opens his eyes again, the world before him has returned to its original state.
Without even looking, Fang Li knows that his ice-blue Mystic Eyes, symbolizing “Death,” have disappeared, and his eyes have returned to their original dark-colored state, right?
“It seems that my Mystic Eye of Death Perception is closer in nature to Ryougi Shiki’s rather than Tohno Shiki’s.”
As this thought arises in Fang Li’s mind, the door suddenly pushes open.
“What are you doing, are you an outsider newcomer?” Two men dressed in Bushi attire, with Bushi swords at their waists, walk in from outside the door.
“————!”
Fang Li immediately tenses his body when he saw the two men.
But the two Bushi, as if they saw nothing, stared at Fang Li.
“Didn’t expect you to be slacking off here too.”
“Aren’t you going to guard the city gate? Don’t you want to eat?”
To ensure that the Divine Envoy can enter the Dungeon World without causing too much disruption to that world, the Main God’s Dimension prepares a basic identity for the Divine Envoy.
Of course, it’s only a basic identity, like being a resident of a certain city or an employee of a certain company.
This time, the Main God’s Dimension prepared the identity of an outsider newcomer who wandered to this place and was recruited by the Bushi because they couldn’t guarantee food and shelter, and in exchange for work, they provided three meals a day.
And obviously, today’s job for Fang Li is to guard the city gate.
“Guard the city gate?” Fang Li raised his eyebrows slightly and remained silent for a while before saying, “In other words, is there a possibility that I will encounter Kabane?”
One sentence changed the atmosphere around the three people in the small house.
The expressions of the two Bushi stiffened slightly, and then their gaze toward Fang Li became somewhat vicious.
That look can only make people think of a certain situation.
That is the hysteria shown by someone forced to the edge of a cliff, facing a desperate situation.
It’s not hard to imagine how much stimulation the word “Kabane” gave these Bushi.
So Fang Li began to recall the World’s Memory he had in his mind.
-“Kabaneri of the Iron Fortress.”
This is a world set in the Island Country after the 1860s.
In this era, the Industrial Revolution had begun and gradually influenced the world, causing countries around the world to transition to the modern era under the waves of industrialization.
However, at this time, a kind of monster appeared in this world.
-Kabane.
These are bloodthirsty monsters that suddenly revive and turn into bloodthirsty creatures from humans who should have died.
In a nutshell, they are like zombies.
But these monsters are different from ordinary zombies.
Their physical abilities are exceptionally astonishing, and they have incredible regenerative powers. Unless their hearts are pierced, they won’t die no matter what injuries they suffer.
However, their hearts are protected by a layer of skin membrane.
That skin membrane is as hard as steel and not so easily pierced.
Under such circumstances, these almost undead monsters, driven by their incredible ferocity and bloodlust, attack the entire human world.
Once bitten by them, a person becomes infected and that infected person would gradually transform into the same kind of monster.
Humans call these monsters Kabane.
To counter the threat of Kabane, the shogunate ruling the Island Country built steel strongholds called “Stations” in various places to protect the remaining humans.
Now, Fang Li is in a place mentioned in Main Quest 2, Aragane Station, which is the Citadel that appears at the beginning of the original work.
However, this doesn’t make Fang Li feel at ease at all.
Because anyone who has read the original work knows that Aragane Station will soon be invaded by Kabane and will eventually fall.
At that time, Fang Li will also face a group of man-eating monsters and fight against them.
With these thoughts in mind, Fang Li touches the dagger at his waist, and a hint of ice-blue radiance flashes in his dark-colored eyes.
“Undead monsters, huh?”
It’s like a foolish dream to think of fighting against such creatures with an ordinary dagger.
But…
“Let me confirm whether they are truly undying with this pair of eyes…”