Life Going Wild With Plug-ins

I motioned to the shopkeeper to help me pack him up and leave, and when I looked back, I found that person staring at me with open eyes, clear and full of contrast.

So it turns out he wasn’t sleeping.

Nightrunner had a set of registration procedures, which were rather annoying and had to be confirmed with me numerous times. After handling this process, I waved to the man.

“Let’s go.”

The expressions of everyone around me were rather shocked, and someone muttered: “He is injured so heavily, and has been lying there for so many days. How can he just go when told to go? He’s really met a master just as heartless as the previous one……” 

The man staggered to the wall and got up, shifting his steps closer to me, having an even harder time walking than I was. As he took a break every two steps, I waited very patiently while holding my sleeves.

It took one incense stick’s time to get out of the inn.

It took another one cup of tea’s time to walk past the Shaxian snack shop.

And it took yet another quarter of an hour to walk to the city entrance.

Even my very slow-tempered self felt slightly bothered.

“Can’t you walk faster?” I asked.

The Shadow Guard’s body shook, and he trembled as he knelt down: “This servant …… is incompetent …… Master, please punish me as you wish.”

His voice was hoarse, and every word seemed to be uttered with difficulty.

Could it be?! An idea suddenly flashed through my brain. I felt very smart as I asked, “Are you in pain?”

“I wouldn’t dare to be.” The Shadow Guard took a deep breath.

“Then let’s go.” I guess I was wrong… I embarrassedly rubbed my nose, then watched him take a long, long time to get up and continue walking.

After moving two more steps like a snail, I stopped.

I actually had no idea where I should go or which way was better.

The letter only wrote about the task of buying a Shadow Guard, and since I had already bought one, I felt that my life goals had been accomplished, and that I had no more concerns.

While meditating on this, I also rubbed my stomach, and the wave of pain made me frown.

“Master… Are you feeling unwell?” The Shadow Guard keenly perceived that something was wrong.

“I’ve been conspired against, and I don’t have long left to live.” I sighed in frustration.

The Shadow Guard was shocked, and said in a low voice, “This servant has committed an offense.” Then, he took up my hand.

Hey, why is a grown man feeling up my hand?

The Shadow Guard held my wrist and was silent for a while, then bowed his head and said, “This servant is incompetent… I cannot detect Master’s sickness.”

I don’t blame you, this place is really too sinister.

I gave the Shadow Guard a look full of expectation, waiting for him to guide the direction of my life. The Shadow Guard was baffled by my stare and did not speak for a long time.

Sigh. What are you useful for?

“What am I supposed to do now?” I asked complacently.

The Shadow Guard was suddenly a little nervous, considering it for quite a while, then cautiously said, “I can only rely on Master’s command.”

I only asked you because I have no idea…  

I thought about it, and put it another way: “Ordinary people, what would they do around this time?”

The Shadow Guard went through another internal struggle: “The common people, they would have supper at this time.”

Oh right right right, exactly this. I recalled that the physical body indeed needs a daily meal, and feeling reassured, I said, “I’ll leave it to you.”

“Yes,” the Shadow Guard answered, but he didn’t do anything.

The Shadow Guard waited for a while, then raised his head and looked at me.

I also looked at him.

He looked back at me.

The Shadow Guard’s complexion became a bit complicated, and he hesitantly started to speak. “This servant……this servant has just come out of Nightrunner, and with me???? I don’t……have any……”

“I know.” Didn’t we come out together? Do I look like I have amnesia?

“……” The Shadow Guard looked at me complicatedly for a while, and then said, “Yes. This servant understands.”

Then he slowly moved away.

Was it an illusion, or did he walk slower than even the ordinary people? He should also have taken physical body operation lessons.

I crouched by the river, silently waiting for the sun to go down behind the mountains, and gradually felt that the poisonous attacks in my body were becoming worse… So painful, oh my god, ​​I’m gonna die, gonna die gonna die gonna die gonna die gonna die.

“Master.” Finally hearing the call, I turned my head and saw a staggering figure, walking towards me with a cloth bag. Getting near, he slowly spread the bag on the floor.

I looked at him in the afterglow of the setting sun. Hey, why was there so much water on his face, and also so much mysterious red liquid emerging through his clothes?

I reached out my finger and poked the small fountain.

The Shadow Guard took a breath of air, his face twisted, looking extremely in pain.

I didn’t understand what he was in pain for.

“It hurts?” I looked at him with a good-natured smile.

The Shadow Guard clenched his teeth and said, “No.”

Alas, I guessed wrong again. I’ve lost.

This loss was momentary, because I was immediately distracted by the aroma in the bag, and the smell was magical, making me feel tickly.

I smelled this flavor in the experience class!!

This…it couldn’t be… the legendary… food!!!

“I’m very… sorry… I only got a pheasant and a few wild fruits, and roughly cooked it, you…”

In our civilization, it is said that food will be addictive. It is similar to drugs, very dangerous, and once you start you cannot stop. This is because you can only eat with a physical body, and maintaining the physical body is a very luxurious activity, let alone controlling the body to eat.

Yet my hands, not even being controlled, reached out as if bewitched.

The Shadow Guard who just turned back with two newly broken branches looked in amazement at the sight of me eating, whispering, “Master, chopsticks…”

Chopsticks, hehe, don’t play with me, how would I know such a difficult operation?

Like a strong wind scattering the last clouds, I cleared the roasted pheasant and wild fruits and shed tears out of excitement.

Ancestors are awesome! The physical body is awesome! Wuwuwu.*

*wuwuwu = “cute” crying noises

After finishing everything, I saw the Shadow Guard mutely staring at me, and coughed in embarrassment. Oh no, I forgot to leave some for him, he is also a human, and also needs to eat…

“Are you hungry?” I asked.

The Shadow Guard painfully shook his head.

Oh, not hungry… why do I keep guessing wrong, so depressing.

So it turns out the Shadow Guard doesn’t need to eat, so impressive, really very awesome.

At this time I just realized that the on and off pain in my abdomen had disappeared, and was replaced with a kind of comfortable satisfaction. It dawned on me that the Shadow Guard must have secretly put medicine in the food.

I looked at him sincerely.

The Shadow Guard fell on his knees, “Master, forgive me! This servant could only find this much…!”

Sigh… am I that scary…?

I helped him up, then returned to a reality where I didn’t know what to do with myself. So I could only wonder, “Let me ask you, what do ordinary people do at this time?”

“Master, forgive me!” He fell on his knees again. “It is time for Master to sleep; this servant should die.”

Why does me sleeping mean you have to die? I frowned in confusion. “Where to sleep?”

“This servant is ignorant, I didn’t know, Master…” He hesitated for a while. “I don’t know which family’s residence the Master is from and how to go back.”

I thought about it. “I’m not from any family, and don’t have anywhere to go back.”

“…Sorry, this servant has overstepped his boundaries.” The Shadow Guard’s complexion looked blue, bewilderedly asking, “Then tonight… rest at the inn?”

“Then let’s go.”

The Shadow Guard wore a complicated expression and walked ahead with difficulty, and I leisurely followed while humming a little tune.

It was just that oil kept dripping from the side of my mouth. Feeling a little helpless, I reached out my sleeve and wiped it. It was still sticky, not very comfortable, but much better than before.

The Shadow Guard’s expression while looking at me became even more strange for some reason.

There were groups of two or three people eating in the hall of the inn. I looked at them, then thought about the other people I met today, and looked at the Shadow Guard again.

Hm… I keep thinking… The Shadow Guard is not quite the same as everyone else.

Other people’s clothes are pieces on pieces of cloth, and even if the style is simple, they are neat.

Why are the Shadow Guard’s clothes full of streaks with ragged edges, blackened and dirtied?

I remember that in my previous fashion history classes, in some eras people would specially make cuts in their jeans to make them look old, which was a trend of the time.

The Shadow Guard is probably keeping up with the fashion trend of this era.

No wonder people keep looking at him and pointing him out.

Although I don’t like this tattered postmodern style of clothing, it is clearly a difference between other people and me. I have no right to interfere with other people’s preferences. This God of Creation is really very democratic.

The owner of the inn came up and looked up and down at my clothes, his gaze stopping at the jade pendant on my waist several times. He smiled until his eyes became narrow, and when he saw my face, the corners of his mouth seemed to twitch.

“Uh, honored guest, are you staying at the inn? What room do you want, how many?”

I felt a little complicated, not knowing how to answer. I could only look at the Shadow Guard.

“One room.” The Shadow Guard’s tone was a bit hesitant, “……How about ……a principal room.” 

Wait a minute, it couldn’t be that he had never stayed at an inn before either?

“Okay.” The boss agreed and looked at the Shadow Guard, full of smiles.

The Shadow Guard looked at me.

Hm? Why are you looking at me?

After waiting for a while, the boss quietly reminded me: “Honored guest, first pay a deposit…?”

  ……Oh! I understand! Asking for money! But that’s fucking useless, I don’t have money.

After the Shadow Guard regarded me with another complicated expression, he took a deep breath, as if making a determination. Then he turned back and said, “Boss, bring a pen and paper.”

On hearing this, the boss arranged it for him. When the Shadow Guard finished writing, the boss glanced it over and his whole body shook, his expression becoming extremely respectful.

“So it is that lord’s… Waiter! Quickly send these two noble guests upstairs!”

Eh! Writing can be spent as money! My Shadow Guard is so great!

I glanced at the Shadow Guard with admiration, intending to wait until we arrived in the room to praise him, but his complexion suddenly became very unsightly.

The boss finished arranging the room and looked at the Shadow Guard while whispering, “Young master, your follower’s wounds are not light, should I call a doctor?”

I frowned and looked at the Shadow Guard: “Who told you he was hurt?”

Unexpectedly, when I just finished speaking, the boss knelt down in fear. “My humble self has spoken too much! I should die! Young master, please spare my life!”

…..Why are each and every one of you like this? Why are you all forcibly acting like I’m a serial killer…

I went into the room, depressed, and saw the bed I had once seen in a museum. In our civilization, the source files of consciousness are stored in network databases while we rest, so the idea that such a simple wooden board in front of me could restore physical strength is seriously amazing.

Do I just lie down on it…?

“I deeply apologize for my incompetence. With this unwise decision, you can only stay for two or three days…Master, please punish me.”

I frowned: “You did pretty well, I was even going to praise you.”

The Shadow Guard’s face was deathly pale.

I sat on the bed and shook it a few times, finding that the bedding was actually soft, when I saw the Shadow Guard conscientiously crouching in the corner. “What are you doing over there?”

“…I apologize for my incompetence. This servant is a Shadow Guard, who should be guarding the Master in an unseen place, not obstructing the owner’s eyes. But… my lowly body is very unsuitable, without the strength to jump on the roof beams…”

Oh, was my Shadow Guard born with a disability?

Being disabled and still engaging in a high risk occupation as a bodyguard, he must really have a strong will in a body with disabilities.

I smiled at him approvingly. The Shadow Guard fell in fear.

“Won’t you come up?” I patted the quilt.

“…I won’t.” The corners of the Shadow Guard’s mouth twitched.

It seems that he likes crouching in the corner and doesn’t like sleeping in bed. I would never force anyone to do anything, so I let him be, pulling the covers over me and lying down.

The jewelry I wore jingled together, wearing both gold and jade. It was really pressing into my skin quite uncomfortably and unbearably.

I recalled today’s unfavorable situation, and did not feel very good. I am the God of Creation of this world, coming here with a plug-in, thinking I would be a big plug-in user who could cover the sky with one hand. Instead, unable to find the golden finger switch, I am just a little defeated thing who is not even as good as the common people.

I don’t know what can support me to survive in this sinister Jianghu.* I don’t have a friend in the world, not even two sticks to rub together, what’s left is only… my… good looks… sigh.

*Jianghu = land of rivers and lakes, the martial world

After reaching this place, I can’t help but feel depressed.