Mingchao: The Survival Journey of a Comedian

Chapter 24 Let Me Explain

The other party seemed to be deliberately taking care of him; he could clearly feel that this teleportation was much better than being directly pulled in by the key.

Moreover, the landing site was quite flat, so there was no need to experience the feeling of almost drowning.

He admitted that the Wanderer must have been very strong before he lost his memory, but he didn't expect him to be this strong—even though he was still very strong after losing his memory.

"arrive"

Upon hearing this, he quickly looked around—the room's furnishings were simple yet stylish, every detail exuding understated luxury; golden patterns stretched up the walls, clearly indicating it was a place frequented by the wealthy and powerful.

"Charioteer?!"

Why didn't you let me know you were coming?

"So I can prepare myself."

The next moment, an androgynous voice echoed from inside the room, and a colossal dragon slowly emerged, almost filling the entire space, floating in the air and looking down upon them.

However, the words spoken were extremely respectful, showing no disrespect whatsoever, with the dragon's head bowed as it awaited the other party's instructions.

"???"

What's going on? The most mysterious and coolest dragon in the entire Jinzhou is actually a henchman of the Wanderers?

Although the plot hinted that the wanderer's identity was unusual, he didn't expect him to be this awesome!

I feel like my brain is getting a little more involved in what will happen in the future plot.

"I do have some matters to arrange here today."

"Use the power of timing to create a key for storing frequencies for the person beside me."

"It'd better be quick."

The wanderer didn't care much, after all, the dragon before him was one he had created and bestowed upon it. He was its master.

But then, as if considering something, she glanced at him and then added a sentence.

"It's best to ensure that the other party's frequency resonates with yours."

"I'm willing to help if you need me to."

Then, without any surprise, Horn nodded, turned, and flew towards the center of the room. A circle of light quickly appeared, horn hovering around it, and objects within the circle began to take shape.

Is he the only one who still doesn't understand what's going on? How come the other party started without any hesitation at all?

Don't you even ask who he is? Is this how you all play the game?

Are people this careless these days? Or is he just too trashy to even pique their interest?

Mo Wunian didn't understand, but he was greatly shocked.

“That… him…”

The wanderer turned his gaze back to him, and even though he saw the doubt in his eyes, he merely shook his head slightly, silently calming his own turbulent emotions.

"Don't worry, I've already spoken to him."

"To see you is to see me; the utmost respect must be shown."

"This contract will be in effect at all times and in all places."

He really had to thank them properly; such special treatment truly made him feel overwhelmed.

Based on my current memory, I definitely don't recognize the other person. But looking at this care... this is more or less a matter of saving my life, isn't it?

Although they had become sworn brothers to each other.

Wanting to exchange a few more words, the preparations on the other side seemed complete. A small shape had appeared in the center of the halo, raising its massive dragon head to look at the wanderer, awaiting instructions for the next step.

"Master, the opponent's frequency is too chaotic... I'm afraid you'll need to intervene personally."

"Understood, I'll handle the rest."

The wanderer glanced at himself longingly, then strode forward, placing his hand on the circle of light before him. The instant he made his move, a series of gusts of wind erupted, startling him so much that he hastily raised his hands to defend himself. But to his surprise, the wind seemed to be deliberately sliced ​​apart in front of him, blowing to both sides.

"..."

The other party is indeed very thoughtful.

They even knew to deliberately avoid themselves.

He slowly lowered his hands, which had been covering his eyes, and his vision opened up. The event was nearing its end; the surrounding light was gradually fading. As the glow faded, a familiar object lay quietly in his palm, as if it had been waiting for this moment of reunion.

"Mo Wunian"

The other person had already handed the key to me; the irises on it shimmered in the light, possessing a luster far greater than the ones I had encountered before my transmigration.

He wondered how the system could express the power of time and space; it turns out it was created directly by finding the corners.

"This key will automatically absorb and store the surrounding frequencies over time. If you have it with you, you probably won't need to go through the trouble of figuring out how to restore its physical form in the future."

"Take it."

Seeing this, Kakuzaki wisely withdrew, his massive body slowly disappearing from the room.

Gazing at the other person's radiant smile, his heart was stirred by a complex mix of emotions, a turmoil he couldn't quite describe. He was bewildered by his own actions, unable to understand why the other person was willing to pour so much effort and emotion into it. This heavy unease weighed on his chest like a weighty stone, making it hard for him to breathe.

At this moment, he empathized with Xiaobai.

Should we lay everything bare? Should we tell the other person that we are not the person they know?

Unable to confirm the reaction, he fears he might die on the spot if the other person gets angry.

But he couldn't simply ignore it and accept it all with a clear conscience.

His own education made it impossible for him to do so.

"...Chao, I might not be the person you know."

"You must have noticed it too, right? I..."

He hesitated, then chose silence, lowering his gaze to avoid eye contact. He silently calculated his chances of survival should the other person actually attack.

But no answer came for a long time; all he could see was the person slowly walking towards him, getting closer and closer, until finally stopping in front of him.

Knowing he could not escape this calamity, he instinctively tried to turn his head to avoid it, but his chin was gently pinched and his face was forcefully turned back without warning.

"I know"

"so what?"

Huh? So what?

Sensing that the other person's gaze was a bit off, she suddenly remembered some old Mary Sue novels—was she being used as a substitute?

The wanderer watched the person before him whose expression kept changing, and felt a sense of helplessness. He released the other person and rubbed his head.

Why think so much?

"I can tell the difference."

Forgive his dull mind for not being able to process it; he pondered the sentence in his mind countless times, yet still couldn't figure out its meaning.

Can you even tell what it is? Has the stunt double genre evolved these days?

"I think you completely misunderstand."

"Please accept these items."

In the end, the key was forcibly inserted into his hand. He gently stroked it, and the frequency emanating from it resonated with him, which indeed restored much of his physical form.

This really made him feel very embarrassed.

Judging from the situation, the items can't be returned. So be it, I'll just have to accept being used as a substitute.

It's not a big deal.

Thinking this, he put the key into his own hand. The wanderer, seeing that he had accepted it, finally nodded in satisfaction.

Then she took her own hand again.

"..."

Forget it, I've only accepted his things, so I'll just let him lead me around. It's not like I'll lose anything.

"Ding! Congratulations, host, on completing the Token Memoir."

"Gain bonus: Key of Time"

"Item Description: A key forged by a young man for the person he cherishes, seemingly telling a story that is difficult to express in this time and space—wishing that the person he cherishes can resolve their inner conflicts, yet not wanting them to remember the past."

Before he could even see what was happening properly, the next sentence almost made him slip and fall to the ground.

"The token's energy is about to run out!"

"Will be back in one minute!"

Hearing these words, he really wanted to pull out the system in his mind and let it see the current situation.

"So fast? Is something on your mind?"

"The wanderer is still holding my hand?!"

"Wouldn't it be bad if someone went missing at the scene?"

He wasn't joking; everyone knew the true strength of this wanderer. If he were to disappear on the spot, he wouldn't just be left with a few words of complaint like with the previous wanderer.

Don't let yourself be caught and beaten up by someone from another time and space.

"Ding~ Host, please resolve this yourself~"

"I've also found out some information on my end."

"Let's talk again when we get back~"

The sassy system scurried away again, leaving me feeling powerless and helpless—how am I supposed to explain this to this person now!

Why do I feel like I'm constantly explaining to others that I've disappeared?!

"...I know you're leaving."

"Take good care of yourself after you get back."

Just as he was about to explain, the wanderer beside him seemed to have already read his mind. The other person simply gazed at him silently, their eyes filled with tenderness and reluctance.

In the end, she took the initiative to let go.

His thoughts had been guessed again. Just as he was about to ask the other person some questions about himself in these last moments, he heard another alarm sound from the system space.

"Ding! The other side has been forcibly affected."

"Return time has been moved forward by 10 seconds!"

"Countdown... nine... seven..."

I felt my consciousness fading once more, the familiar light emanating from the key in my hand, and I could only see the last glimpse of the iris.

"...Damn it...Why is it still this terrible experience even after going back..."

He uttered his last words, cursing, and saw the wanderer reach out his hand again. Instantly, he felt a cool sensation, and the dizziness lessened.

It's really a bother for them; they still care about him even in this situation.

Such kindness, I will repay it in my next life as an ox or a horse.

Let me be a sword for now in this life!

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He slowly opened his eyes again, only to see the dim yellow light on the wall flickering, stinging his eyes. He frowned involuntarily, and had to keep his eyes closed tightly for a while. Only after the discomfort gradually subsided did he cautiously open them again.

Looking around, I realized I was lying in bed. The surroundings resembled a research lab, but also seemed to be for resting.

Good news: It reverted to its original form immediately.

Bad news: A wanderer standing next to me looks very angry.

A hint of weariness flickered in the man's eyes. However, when he saw me return, a barely concealed joy flashed in his eyes.

Although I didn't notice at all

"Mo Wunian..."

Hearing that voice filled with gritted teeth, he felt a chill run down his spine, cold sweat pouring down his back. A thought flashed through his mind: This is terrible. Just as he was about to immediately retreat into his sword for refuge, he was horrified to discover that he could no longer control his physical form.

"It seems he's converted back... Frequency manipulation did work to some extent..."

"And if the frequency is strong enough, it is indeed possible to maintain the physical form."

Bai Zhi pushed open the door and entered. Standing to the side, she looked at the situation before her and nodded thoughtfully. Then, she picked up a pen and paper and made a simple note.