Global Dungeon: I Can See the Status Bar

Chapter 190: Chapter 114: Brother Wu’s Fury at Underworld’s Egg Pancake and Meeting King Qin Guang

He turned his head to the ghost vendor and said, “Give me one, just the kind you make most often.”

“Sure thing!”

The ghost vendor, delighted with the pile of netherworld currency, immediately picked up a pancake soaking in a thick layer of oil and started spreading sauce and stuffing it with vegetables.

The “vegetables” were actually cabbage pretending to be lettuce.

Along with a lot of shredded potatoes and pickled vegetables.

This process made Lu Wenwu frown deeply.

He suddenly regretted buying this pancake.

Under the vendor’s expectant gaze, Lu Wenwu took a full five seconds for mental preparation before taking a bite.

As expected, it was greasy upon entrance.

The pancake was tough, with not a hint of crispiness, and there was an undercooked white center.

The taste of the raw cabbage was mediocre, and it was extremely difficult to eat because the fibers hadn’t been cut.

The pre-cooked shredded potatoes combined with the excessively salty and spicy pickled vegetables completely overpowered the taste of the egg and pancake itself.

What Lu Wenwu couldn’t stand the most was that the vendor had made the pancake sauce very watery.

The already scarce flavor just flowed through the gaps, unable to cling to the pancake,

or was simply dragged away by the unchewable, extractable cabbage leaves.

As such, the entire pancake felt increasingly greasy and choking, like eating a slab of dough soaked in oil, very unpalatable.

After reluctantly eating half, Lu Wenwu’s face darkened as his Qi Blood circulated through his body, and he clenched his right hand hard.

The remaining half of the pancake, along with its wrapper, instantly turned into a cloud of Yin Qi and dissipated.

“You’re truly a genius. It’s the first time I’ve seen anyone make such a terrible pancake.” Lu Wenwu gave a thumbs up, “In the field of bad food, I crown you the king.”

Hearing Lu Wenwu’s assessment, the vendor’s eyes bulged, and veins popped on his forehead, looking extremely angry.

If it wasn’t the wrong time and he couldn’t beat him, he would’ve shown the guy a thing or two already!

How dare he say my pancake is terrible?

Later, I’ll twist your head off and stick your face on mine!

The vendor thought to himself.

Not noticing the strong fury contained in Lu Wenwu’s eyes right in front of him.

“How dare you make the pancake this bad! And have the nerve to sell it! This is an insult to this delicacy!” Lu Wenwu growled like a beast, the Blood Qi Dragon Scale faintly appearing on his skin.

Ghost Vendor: “…”

Bro, do you think there’s a possibility that I stay here because I have no face?

“In that case, let me send you on your way to eternal bliss!”

Before the words were finished, Lu Wenwu raised his hand and unleashed the Military Killing Fist.

The fierce Qi Blood dragon intertwined with Qi Force instantly evaporated the ghost vendor without a trace, clearing out the residual souls and buildings between here and the next station in the underworld!

Looking down from above, an angry dragon-like trail pierced straight through the entire Wild Ghost Village!

In that instant, Black and White Impermanence, players, residual souls, ghost soldiers, every soul stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

One player suddenly screamed, “Him! I know him! He’s the man who tore the evil dog at Evil Dog Ridge and single-handedly subdued Golden Rooster Mountain!”

Another player echoed, “Holy crap! Now I remember, it’s that fierce guy! I couldn’t have made it without him!”

“66666666!”

“Oh my god, he punched straight through the Wild Ghost Village, stretching several kilometers long!? Is he an S+ level boss or what?”

“You idiots prattle on about god knows what, shouldn’t you be running!? Why are you still critiquing here?”

“Damn, run fast!”

“What?”

“…”

Since Lu Wenwu’s flying speed with Demon Dragon Wings was too fast, the ghost soldiers who had previously bought pancakes hadn’t caught up yet, still urging the players’ souls forward.

But those players who took the chance to escape quickly had witnessed Lu Wenwu’s earlier moment of sheer ferocity.

This powerful punch created a straight, blank passage through the middle of Wild Ghost Village.

Countless players, before the residual souls could react, ran as fast as they could, heading to the next station in the underworld.

Lu Wenwu was no exception either.

With an expressionless face, he withdrew his fist, gathered the scattered netherworld currency, returned it to Black Impermanence, then strode through the passage he himself had opened.

No fierce soul or residual soul dared to step forward to block him.

Wherever Lu Wenwu passed, all the fierce souls went quiet as chickens, quickly retreating three feet away, fearing to catch this evil star’s attention.

Even the players and ghost soldiers willingly stepped aside, making way for Lu Wenwu.

That Military Killing Fist had completely frightened them.

The more they killed, especially powerful life forms, the stronger the Military Killing Fist became.

In the Endless Reincarnation, how many millions of human puppets had Lu Wenwu killed?

Even though the Military Killing Fist’s level and quality were quite ordinary, the intense evil Qi in that punch almost scared those fierce souls out of their wits.

Compared to him, their so-called “ferocity” was nothing but a joke.

Black Impermanence habitually swallowed and quietly said to his partner, “What do you think this guy was up above? How many must he have killed to possess such overwhelming viciousness!”

White Impermanence shook his head with lingering fear, said nothing, but continuously gestured with his eyes to his old partner to stop asking.