World-saving Plan: The Only Savior

80: Chapter 80 Ete 80: Chapter 80 Ete Following his action, the monster let out an even more miserable scream, suddenly exerting force with both arms and flinging away the two Sand Soldiers that were holding it down, wildly flailing in the direction of Zhang Xiaoman.

Zhang Xiaoman had already backed away at the first sign of trouble, watching as the creature rampaged through the room.

He immediately ordered the Sand Soldiers to sever its few short insect-like legs, thereby limiting its ability to move.

The monster collapsed on the ground, its arms flailing wildly, and its mouth emitting spine-chilling screams from time to time.

This time, Zhang Xiaoman was in no hurry and slowly engaged in a war of attrition with it.

Worried that its noises would disturb others and attract unnecessary trouble, he even drove a spear through the creature’s mouth, silencing its calls for good.

In the end, the monster was ground to death in a rather tragic manner by the two Sand Soldiers.

By the end, the monster had lost all will to resist, while the Sand Soldiers showed no sign of fatigue, mechanically repeating their stabbing motions as though they were more monstrous than it.

Zhang Xiaoman witnessed the entire event from the side, and even after experiencing so many battles, he still found the scene disgustingly repulsive.

Fortunately, Lin Sisi, the poor girl who was blind, could only hear and not see what was happening at the scene, which was a stroke of luck in an otherwise unfortunate situation.

Zhang Xiaoman cautiously approached after the monster had completely stopped moving, only to exhale a sigh of relief when the Seven-pointed Star Array in the palm of his right hand began to glow.

Feeling a rather intense sting, Zhang Xiaoman knew he had caught a big fish this time.

It took nearly 20 seconds for the corpse of the monster in front of him to disappear completely, and at that moment, the System’s notification sounded in his mind.

“Ding, extracted Ete’s essence, points increased by 17.”

“Ete, really a strange name… But it’s surprising that it provided me with 17 points,” he mused.

Zhang Xiaoman checked his points, which had now reached 28, and his mood greatly improved.

With the surroundings now quiet, Lin Sisi cautiously called out,

“Zhang Xiaoman, are you still there?

Is, is the monster dead?”

Zhang Xiaoman snapped back to reality upon hearing her and promptly soothed her with a few words, helping her to stand up.

“Don’t worry, the monster has been killed by me, it’s all safe now.”

After speaking, he glanced at the mess in the living room, couldn’t help but smile wryly and shook his head—it was almost no different from a house being torn apart.

Looking at the girl’s frail and pitiful state, Zhang Xiaoman couldn’t help but sigh.

Helping others to the end, he thought, he might as well clean up the place as well.

If it had been anyone else, he felt he definitely wouldn’t have stayed late at night to help clean someone’s house.

But since the girl was blind and living alone, it was impossible for Zhang Xiaoman to just walk away without a second thought.

However, he didn’t do the cleaning himself; although the monster’s body had already been absorbed, there was still a lot of disgusting greenish-yellow blood splattered around.

Zhang Xiaoman had two perfect tools at his disposal—the Sand Soldiers.

Naturally, it was time to put them to use.

The two Sand Soldiers still had about an hour’s duration left, which was enough time to clean up the house.

As for the one that had its arm severed earlier, it had already been reattached during the battle.

But after it was reattached, the firm and heavy Armor on its body had somehow become a bit blurry and less real-looking than before.

Sitting at the table with Lin Sisi, Zhang Xiaoman leisurely commanded the sand soldiers to busily scurry about while he sipped his tea, feeling like he had discovered a treasure this time.

The summoning skill for the sand soldiers apparently had such an unconventional method of use, and it seemed he had found a new excuse to be lazy in the future.

Lin Sisi pricked up her ears, listening to the noises in the room, and finally couldn’t help but gently tug on Zhang Xiaoman’s sleeve and asked in a low voice,

“Zhang Xiaoman, are they…

your friends?

I thought I heard them fighting that monster earlier.

When did they get here?”

Zhang Xiaoman couldn’t help but laugh and said, “Haha, they’re not any sort of friends.

Actually, they’re not even human.”

Lin Sisi let out a shocked cry and inadvertently gripped his sleeve a bit tighter, “Could it be, could it be…

are they ghosts?”

Zhang Xiaoman explained,

“Don’t be scared.

Didn’t I tell you before?

There are no ghosts in this world.

Strictly speaking, they are just guardians summoned by me using Dark Energy, which you can think of as Elemental Puppets.”

Upon hearing this, Lin Sisi looked toward where the sand soldiers were with both curiosity and trepidation.

It took her a moment to realize she was still holding onto Zhang Xiaoman’s clothing and quickly withdrew her hand.

But because she retracted it too hastily and couldn’t see the items, her little hand swept over the Black Iron Sword lying on the table, and instantly a wound appeared, from which blood dripped down drop by drop.

“Ah!”

She exclaimed softly and quickly covered the wound.

Zhang Xiaoman inwardly cursed himself for being careless.

Knowing full well she couldn’t see, he had carelessly placed the Black Iron Sword on the table.

Although it seemed unremarkable, it had been sharpened, and considering he had honed it the past couple of days, it was quite sharp indeed.

“Are you alright?

Do you have any band-aids at home?

I’ll go get them for you,” he hurriedly said.

The girl first shook her head to indicate she was fine and then directed him to where the band-aids were.

Unable to contain her curiosity, she asked,

“The thing just now…

was that a sword?

I’ve never touched a sword before.”

Zhang Xiaoman quickly got a band-aid and returned to the table.

Looking at the wound on her hand, which thankfully wasn’t that deep, he carefully started to apply it.

“This is no ordinary sword I have here; my sword has quite a history,” he said as he stuck on the band-aid, strangely compelled to tease her a bit.

Lin Sisi felt her hand being held by him and a hint of blush spread across her face.

She quickly turned her head away and pretended to be nonchalant as she asked, “Oh, is this sword that amazing?

Can you tell me about it?”

The utterly clueless straight man Zhang Xiaoman did not notice the girl’s blush and instead spontaneously borrowed some of Pei Laoliu’s backstory and began to say,

“This sword is called the Purple Cloud Divine Sword, a Divine Artifact from Ancient Times.

With it, not only can you tear through the void and travel across worlds, but you can also summon the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder and bring down a tremendous force from the heavens…”

As he spoke, he even made up a story.

It was about how Sixth Grandpa went out to travel, stumbled upon a heaven-sent treasure sword by chance, thought he was the Purple Cloud Sword Master, only to find out at the end that he was just the person meant to pass the sword on, and that Zhang Xiaoman was the true Sword Master…

“It’s just a pity I haven’t been able to find a way to break the seal on the Purple Cloud Divine Sword yet; otherwise, that monster earlier would’ve been blasted to smithereens by me, and none of this destruction would have happened.”