I Love Destroying Worlds' Plot

When the next morning arrived, the old doctor finally woke up at 6 in the morning and came out of his abode to check on his dying patient. He was surprised to see his patient awake and was even able to sit up regardless of his injuries and he himself was covered in wounds. At least that's how he saw it with the illusion Ye Xiajie had used on himself and allowed others what they wanted to see.

In reality, he is seated on the wooden bed relaxed as if what is under him wasn't a piece of wood but instead a throne that is only for a king to sit on.

The old doctor checked on him in panic. "You're still alive? Ah, No! You are awake! Let me see your wounds. It is amazing that you are able to survive."

He pats the back of Ye Xiajie while smiling as he was indeed happy to survive from his deadly situation.

"You did great, boy! Good job in surviving! You didn't waste this old man's pill! Haha~"

Ye Xiajie looked at the old doctor, who also knew about his situation where he lost his memories. He stared at the old doctor, letting him hit his back as it wasn't painful at all. The strength of this old man is nothing compared to his body which was transformed to house his soul as a god. His name will now follow the name of his current vessel and will be called Wang Xiajie.

"Grandpa Doctor, thank you for saving my life twice. I will repay you in the future," said Wang Xiajie.

The old doctor was laughing as if he didn't believe the young man's words until he realized that the way and tone of the young hunter before him had completely changed from how he remembered it.

Before Wang Xiajie was like an innocent young man who was bright and liked to laugh like a fool, but now he is composed with a hint of confidence and arrogance as well as a bit of a dangerous aura coming from him. Noticing this, the old doctor closely observed the young man sitting on the wooden table.

His long legs were crossed over each other and the man sat with his back straight emitting an aura of majesty. He couldn't help but gasp in surprise.

"You… have your memories returned?" the old doctor carefully asked.

Only when the young hunter before him had nodded his head did he understand the reason for his sudden change. The difference of Wang Xiajie with memories and without memories. Right now, this young man had no hint of someone who is simple and ordinary. His demeanor alone shows he is someone from a high-class family.

The coarse clothing on him didn't make him look like a commoner, but a noble role-playing as one instead.

Wang Xiajie nods his head and prepares to leave. He passed a gold bar to the old doctor preparing to leave. "This is my payment for your treatment. As for the pill you had given me, I will repay it when I find something similar in the future."

The old doctor was dazed when he saw the gold bar in his hand and said, "Are you going to stay in this village? You have no plans on returning to where you came from?"

"I have no place to return to. This village is quiet and less crowded. I like it here better. Also there is Uncle Shun and Aunt Yan in this place. This is where I live now. Also, tell the people that I've badly mutilated my face when the blind bear attacked me.

To avoid future problems, hiding my face is the best choice," said Wang Xiajie before taking his leave.

"Okay. I will spread the word about that. Feel free to hide your face," said the old doctor.

Wang Xiajie said, "I will go home now. Please continue to send the medicine at my place. I will pay according to the market price for those ingredients."

The old doctor smiled when he heard the young hunter's words. He knew that with this man living in this village, there is no way their Anjia Village will remain poor. People like this who emit an aura of authority would never choose to remain in a place that isn't satisfactory. Meaning him staying in Anjia Village meant he would go his best to make this place something worthy in his eyes.

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Wang Xiajie walks towards the village groggy and full of wounded state, at least in the eyes of the villagers that's how he looks. The villagers in this small place were friendly and greeted Wang Xiajie as he passed by. There are some who grabbed him to prevent him from moving as he was injured all over.

"Isn't this Xiao Wang? Look how badly hurt you are!"

"Why are you walking alone in such a state!?"

"Someone called Brother Shun and his wife!"

"Don't move! Are you truly alright?"

Seeing the concern of the villagers towards him, the God of Void knew why the original looked happy even in his death. This is because he knew that even after he dies the blind bear will be enough for this small village to not be hungry in a few days.

Seeing the malnourished state of these people, Wang Xiajie felt that by making these people's lives better would be the greatest repayment for the original owner of this body.

After all, when a memoryless man was saved by these people, they treated him the same as them. Even taught him how to hunt and gave him a small house for him to live into. They are all his savior and even if his memories were to return, he would definitely be grateful to these people. Which is why the God of Void didn't struggle when he was caught by these villagers.

He might be fully cured in reality, but in their eyes thanks to the illusion gave them a badly injured version of himself.

Not long after, a middle-aged man and a middle-aged aunt run towards them. These are the couple originally called Uncle Shun and Aunt Yan. This old couple had a son, but that young man had died a long time ago due to sickness. When they picked up the memoryless Wang Xiajie, they had longed to treat this poor child as their own.

Uncle Shun grabbed his arm carefully and checked on his wounds. Most of it was no longer bleeding much thanks to the medicine the old doctor placed on him. Well, at least that's how the villagers see it. But seeing him covered in white cloth made them look at him with a pitying gaze. They all look worried about this young man.

"Xiao Jie, did the doctor let you go home?" Uncle Shun asked while Ye Xiajie just nodded his head.

On the other hand, Aunt Yan, who was worried all night, hugged Wang Xiajie while crying. She can still recall his dying state last night and how the old doctor says that he survived.

Aunt Yan said while crying, "Wuwu~ you woke up! I thought… I thought!"

Wang Xiajie patted the back of the old lady in comfort which startled everyone in the area. The Wang Xiajie they know is like a fool and is no different from a boy younger than his age. But he is friendly and innocent. A lot of them like him a lot and never once treated him like an outsider.

"Aunt Yan, Uncle Shun, everyone, I'm alright now. Sorry for worrying everyone. Grandpa Doctor said that I will be able to move properly in a week and a half month for full recovery," said Wang Xiajie.

Everyone looked at him with surprise on their faces as they noticed how he responded to Aunt Yan calmly with mature touch. This is in contrast to his foolish version where he would most likely start crying when his wounds are touched.

Uncle Shun looked at him with hesitation and asked, "Xiao Jie, you… have your memories returned?"

"Yes, Uncle Shun. I remember everything now." Wang Xiajie said.

Upon hearing this the old couple looked at each other with sad expressions on their faces. They had always treated Wang Xiajie as their own son. Upon hearing that Wang Xiajie had recalled who he is, there is no way he would stay in such a small village. The other villagers thought the same thing as well. As if reading their thoughts through their faces alone, Wang Xiajie felt a bit entertained.

It seems that the latter half of the original's life was better than when he was the former emperor.

If he had all the wealth yet felt lonely as he sat on the throne and his everyday life is full of assassination attempts, poisoning and all other things that can take his life anytime. He couldn't even trust anyone, no even allowed to lower his guard.

He gathered all women who were attracted to his position to stop himself from being lonely and he even felt that those whispers from his minister lead him to treat that person who stood by his side from the beginning to the end.

Aunt Yan with a pale face, asked while grabbing the clothes of Wang Xiajie. "Are you… Are you going to leave now?"

"No. I'm going to live here. Though sometimes I might go into town, I will still return to him. My home is here," Wang Xiajie said as he comforted the frightened aunt in front of him.

Upon hearing the words of Wang Xiajie, Uncle Shun, Aunt Yan and the rest of the villagers were delighted by this news. They knew that Wang Xiajie had lost his memories when they saved him at the cliff. So, they thought that he would leave their village as soon as he remembered everything he had forgotten.

Who would have thought that the young man would choose to stay? They heard him saying going to town or outside the village, but they knew it must take away his past properties and move everything to this village. When the Village leader heard about this good news, he helped Wang Xiajie register his name in this place and gifted the small land and house he is currently staying in.

After talking to the villager, Uncle Shun and Aunt Yan send Wang Xiajie back to his place. This small, hatched house was actually located just behind their bamboo house. Aunt Yan helped Wang Xiajie rest in the house and started cooking. Uncle Shun accompanied him at the table, eating the melon seed his wife had served on the table.

Aunt Yan said, "You two men wait here! I'm going to make lunch."

The two men silently ate the melon seed while waiting for the food to be made. Uncle Shun still treated Wang Xiajie the same as always, worrying for him like he is his son.

Uncle Shun asked, "Since the doctor says to rest for half a month, you shouldn't leave your house until then."

"Uncle, I should be able to walk properly after a week. At least let me leave the house when that time comes," said Wang Xiajie.

Uncle Shun said, "No! Stay at home. Don't you see how worried your aunt is? Just bear it for two weeks. It should pass without you knowing as long as you take your rest properly."

"Sigh~, fine~" said Wang Xiajie.

Uncle Shun asked, "So, what do you plan to do next? Your memories have returned. Is it alright for you not to go back where you came from?"

"No need. My parents are dead, and… I can no longer get back what I lost back then. Uncle, it seems that I wasn't a good person," said Wang Xiajie.

The old man sighed and rustled his hair in comfort. Uncle Shun said, "If those memories are painful, just forget all of them. You have been living in this village for years and you have never done anything bad since then. No one is truly a good person. Humans are selfish. Only saints don't do bad things.

Just continue living your life as you wish. You can always ask for your aunt's and my help if you ever need it. The villagers will also help you if you ask them as well."

"Thank you for saving me, Uncle Shun," Wang Xiajie said as he bowed his head towards this good man.

Uncle Shun laughed and patted his shoulder. "You're welcome, boy!"

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