Chapter 48: A breakthrough

It seems that there is no concept of time here. When everything becomes regular, people will have the illusion that life will go on like this for the rest of their lives. If this set of rules is applied to any corner of the world, it is actually valid, but it is not reproducible.

Even soldiers in the army have holidays, and prisoners in prison also live in groups and can go outside to prevent people from collapsing, because there is no such a “god” anywhere in the world to cultivate such a crazy belief to support this kind of law. This is the irreproducibility.

After those three days, another seven days passed, but the more time passed, the more I felt that I was not aware of it.

I felt a slight loosening of my heart, and often a thought would pop into my head that the gods here really are capable, and then I would be shocked by this thought and break into a cold sweat.

In fact, this thought does not have any emotional color, or even a hint of piety, but it is also a kind of recognition in disguise… When I think about it, I feel terrified. Even I, who am considered to be determined and purposeful, and who can maintain a clear mind, have been affected in this way.

And if this goes on for a long time, what will become of me? I can’t wait any longer.

After arriving here, it was as if I had been cut off from the world. Not to mention Xiao Chengqian, who had been taken away at the beginning, I couldn’t even get any news from my friends, except for the occasional sighting in the huge dining hall every day.

Actually, I personally find it strange that such a huge village can be hidden. But on second thought, it’s understandable. Even if we exclude the possibility of special favors from influential people, it’s normal for it to want to hide. After all, there are so many uninhabited areas in China, and they are not under constant surveillance… It’s like the Amazon jungle is full of all kinds of magical things, but even if you want to investigate a so-called “cannibal tribe” in it, you have to risk all kinds of dangers and go deep into it. If everything on earth can be monitored with modern technology, wouldn’t everything be simpler?

What’s more, there are cultivators here… back then, even a strange deserted village could affect electronic equipment, so what about here? Where the real Guidaowan is most likely to exist, coupled with cultivators, what kind of impact will it have? What if there is an umbrella of protection behind it?

The more I try to sort out my thoughts, the more I feel the horror of this place. Maybe my self-destructive behavior is a foolish act, as ridiculous as an ant trying to shake a tree?

But… I quietly clenched my fists. The sight of those poor people in the town, the brave woman sacrificed in the wind that night, my master… all of this made me unable to give up.

“Hurry up, what are you doing standing there? I’m hungry! Do I have to kick you?” I was distracted, but the person behind me couldn’t help but urge me. I looked back and saw that the person urging me was the drunkard I saw seven days ago, glaring at me with his teeth bared and a very fierce look.

A wave of anger surged through my chest, but the village committee’s gaze drifted over, and I still silently lowered my head, walked a few steps quickly, and then handed the large empty lunch box in my hand to the village slaves who were responsible for serving us rice and licking our food.

I had to be patient because this drunkard was a man of some standing in the village.

Although I have been here for ten days and although I am completely restricted in my movements, I have become somewhat familiar with the people and events here. Among them, some villagers who have free access to the entertainment room have a very high status. They often have some presumptuous behavior, which is tolerated by the village committee that monitors this place. The reason is still unknown to me, but if you provoke these people, the average villager will suffer a very miserable fate. I am now in a dormant period, and it is not appropriate to provoke trouble.

After receiving the lunch box, I found a seat and sat down quietly to start eating. The food here is as hearty as it used to be, and the taste is better than many restaurants outside. Except for the uncomfortable strict prohibition on talking, eating here is actually a very comfortable thing.

The entire large dining hall was silent, except for the sound of the village committee’s footsteps as they patrolled back and forth. I didn’t look up, but I caught a glimpse of Ruoyue holding a lunch box as she walked past me. We didn’t exchange any eye contact, but I sensed a tickle on the back of my hand, and then I saw a small, somewhat strange-looking bug crawling on the back of my hand, and then it “sneaked” into my sleeve and disappeared.

I recognized this bug. Ru Xue had given it to me before, and I had used it when tracking Luo Fanming. However, this one was quite different from the one I had been given before. But I didn’t know about the bug, and I couldn’t tell the difference. I let the bug sit on my sleeve, and outwardly, I remained calm. I still ate my meal in silence. I thought that Ru Yue must have figured out a way to take action, which was in line with my thoughts.

How could I forget this girl? I spat out a bone in my mouth while eating. Although this place is full of powerful cultivators, the art of gu is extremely secretive and unknown to many cultivators, unless they specialize in it. However, the practice of gu is always unpopular in the cultivator community because it does not involve longevity or immortality.

Maybe, as the moon can play a key role in this operation!

In my rambling thoughts, I finished eating the food in my lunch box. The advantage of eating here is that you can eat as much as you want as long as you don’t feel full. So I got up again and ordered another box of food. This evil village is cheap, so I might as well take advantage of it… And in the afternoon, I have a plan that I must carry out.

Except for the first three days, I haven’t been to the so-called supermarket for the remaining seven days, and I even smoke very sparingly.

During the days of solitude, people always rely on material things to relieve their inner stress, but I have resisted it because I want to go to the so-called entertainment room.

I didn’t want to go to the so-called entertainment room to vent any desires. I went there only because I had overheard two people who had just come out of the entertainment room say that it was really comfortable to be able to talk to others.

This made me feel a little excited. Could the recreation room be a breakthrough? At least there I could get information, and I wouldn’t have to stay in this exceptionally silent village. I could observe everything with my own eyes, but that would be too slow. I couldn’t think of when I would find a breakthrough, let alone rebel against everything here.

The afternoon free time was quickly approaching. Unlike usual, I didn’t practice in the room or wander around the courtyard, silently observing everything in the village, but instead walked out of the courtyard in a rather pleasant manner.

My unusual behavior naturally attracted the attention of the village officials. In fact, I have always been the focus of their attention, and I have long since discovered this.

“Where are you going?” One of the village officials saw me leave the house and quickly came over. The dull voice came from behind the mask, making it even more dull and a little weird.

“To the recreation room.” I looked at the village affairs calmly, and my eyes glanced at the few brick and tile houses that seemed to be “unconventional.” They were the most distinctive buildings here. Except for the so-called supermarket and recreation room, basically the personnel monitoring here were in these buildings.

Of course, I don’t know whether they move around or not, because they all wear the same clothes, have the same masks, and their hair is almost the same height, thickness, and color. How can I tell them apart in ten days?

Faced with my statement, the village official was unusually silent. Unlike others, as long as they were heading towards the so-called entertainment room, they generally wouldn’t ask too many questions.

“Why? I can’t go? This is a place where rules are followed. Are the rules not applicable to me?” I said lightly, then raised my eyebrows, looked at the village official with a provocative look, and said softly, “Or, are you afraid of me?”

When he heard this, it seemed to give the village official great confidence. He sneered in disdain and said, “No matter how, a person will never be afraid of an ant, even if it is still an untrustworthy ant. Of course you can go to the entertainment room.

He actually wanted me to go with him? But I knew that this was the bottom line, so I didn’t resist and followed the village official to the very large building, the so-called recreation room.

Standing at the entrance, the village official did not want me to go in, but instead asked me to wait while he went in alone.

I stood silently at the door. In less than a few minutes, the door to the recreation room opened and the village official came out with someone.