Global Dungeon: I Can See the Status Bar

A few days later, in the United States.

The names here surprisingly match the ones from Lu Wenwu’s previous life, which made him feel an inexplicable sense of familiarity with this very free country.

Just...

How to put it...

Although this was his first time here in both lifetimes combined, even in a parallel universe’s America, he felt incredibly familiar with two places.

One was California, where he used to learn wild techniques daily, and the other was Los Angeles... oh, Los Angeles, where someone always seemed to be buying.

Even though it was his first time, the familiarity was just like coming home.

Of course, the target location divined by the True Monarch of Destiny wasn’t here, so Lu Wenwu could only sneak around for a quick look.

Unfortunately, this world didn’t have the square-shaped wild technique instructors, nor did it have those who believed they could enjoy free healthcare after being impressed by Old Mo’s scholarly charm, only to end up with a sweet donut and a five thousand dollar debt, making things a bit dull.

But how should I put it...

This place is so free, it’s not lacking in fun.

Especially when Lu Wenwu discovered that their destination this time was in the fascinating land of Florida.

In this crazy place, you might have nothing to live for, but you can’t have nothing to do.

The demons and ghosts wandering the streets were more absurd than the demon cultivators, looking more like them than they did.

The old Daoist walked beside Lu Wenwu on the sidewalk, his forehead never relaxing.

He kept muttering some less than elegant words, unbefitting of an immortal’s identity.

The disdain in his eyes was ready to overflow, and he didn’t hide it at all.

”Barbarians! Truly a bunch of uncivilized barbarians! Even those monkeys and wildmen living in the Southeast Asian jungles are more civilized than them!”

The old Daoist muttered again, his snow-white beard trembling with anger.

”In such chaotic times, how dare they call themselves the world’s beacon? Once this apocalypse is over, I must petition the Celestial Emperor to launch an expedition to the Western Divine Realm, to let those who fancy themselves as civilized in the Western World know what true civilization is!”

”Bang! Bang bang bang!”

”Open the door!”

”Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!”

”Get out! Nigger!”

”Bang!”

”Don’t move, give me your money!”

”Please, Don’t hurt me!”

”...”

The moment the old Daoist finished speaking, a zero-dollar purchase activity broke out in the neighborhood.

However, the brother from Florida clearly had a hot temper and wasn’t about to indulge those robbing black scoundrels. From under the counter, he grabbed a shotgun and engaged in a fierce shootout.

In an instant, handguns, rifles, shotguns, and cannons resounded through the street.

The sounds of shouting, praying, screaming—every sound reached the ears.

The experienced Americans immediately dropped to the ground at the first gunshot, squirming quickly on the ground to find a good cover position.

The inexperienced ones ran around screaming in the street, completely unaware of the danger of getting hit by stray bullets.

Some who didn’t mind the chaos even took the opportunity to expand the zero-dollar purchase spree, directly running to rob the shopkeepers and pedestrians who seemed like easy targets.

The opposing parties had terrible aim, not hitting a single person after all that shooting—maybe they never intended to cause fatalities.

However, as the gunfight dragged on, the scale of the chaos grew larger and larger.

Both sides were the elite beings of this land, neither wanting to lose face.

Thus, they began calling for reinforcements amidst the gunfire, inviting friends to join the fray.

Seeing the constipated expression on the old Daoist’s face, Lu Wenwu, holding Mao Mao, laughed, ”Free America, with gunfights every day. Old man, you gotta get used to it.”

”Who are you calling old man!” The True Monarch of Destiny glared at him, ”You, taking the body refining path, just look a bit younger. Who are you calling old man?”

”Well, no matter. It’s because your exterior looks seasoned,” Lu Wenwu laughed heartily. ”Besides, you clearly can adjust your body to look younger but choose not to, maintaining this immortal-like, venerable appearance. Can you blame me for calling you old man?”

Lu Wenwu didn’t bother explaining his actual age.

It was unimportant.

Also unnecessary.

For the sake of the True Monarch of Destiny’s health, it was better he didn’t know.

”Oh, by the way, those black guys didn’t seem like just ordinary thugs. They were on the phone calling their brothers, apparently members of some organization called the Wild Wolf Gang.” Lu Wenwu pulled the old Daoist forward a couple of steps for a better view.

The disdain on the True Monarch of Destiny’s face grew more intense: ”What garbage names like Wild Wolf Gang, Wild Dog Gang! We’ve taken down ten of such gangs, and seven or eight had names like this; do these Western barbarians have no culture?”

”Hey, you’re wrong on this one.”

Lu Wenwu pulled two bottles of Coke from his backpack.

”Who with culture would mix in a gang? Aren’t they all dropouts muddling through life? You never know when someone will take them out... Hey, you old man, no martial virtues, snatching my Coke, huh!”

”You called me an old man, respecting the old and cherishing the young is traditional virtue in Eastern culture. So what if I drink some!” The True Monarch of Destiny said with righteous assurance.

Several days of contact with Lu Wenwu had brought him to this state.

Who knew if it was his nature or just influences of association?

”By the way, are you sure the Power of Destiny’s guidance indicates we’re here? There’re obviously just a bunch of ordinary thugs here.”

Lu Wenwu, unconcerned about the stolen Coke, enjoyed the American blockbuster from the VIP viewing spot.

”Within a ten-kilometer radius, there’s no trace of anything extraordinary, no energy fluctuations, or presence of Western cultivators. Could you, perhaps, have made a mistake in your predictions?”