'How could this be …?'
Meng Chao thought, 'Wasn't I sent into the sinkhole by the shockwave from the long-distance bombing?
Why would he jump out of a bed that was obviously designed for humans in a room that looked so … "normal"?
Even if the mysterious human town the Piranhas saw was right below where I landed, I should have crashed into the street or the roof and created a hole in the roof before I landed on the bed.
Naturally, there was no hole in the ceiling.
Besides, what about my injuries?
He had been stabbed by vines covered in spikes and venomous liquid, burned by flames, suffered internal injuries from the shockwave, and crashed into the ground when he fell from a high place. Even if he had steel bones wrapped in spirit energy, his organs had shifted, and he was covered in wounds.
But when Meng Chao stretched out his arms, he found that all his wounds had already scabbed over.
The internal injuries that had been hurting his bones earlier had turned into dull pain. It was as if a long time had passed, and his wounds were about to heal.
A long time had passed …
Meng Chao shook his head vigorously. Suddenly, he became uncertain.
He was not certain whether he had just fallen from the sky or whether he had been lying in the room for a long time, so long that he had a vivid nightmare and had just woken up from it.
There seemed to be a gap in his memories.
It was as if someone had inserted a black partition into his brain and disrupted his perception of time.
His clothes had also changed.
Meng Chao remembered that when he fell into the sinkhole, he had been wearing a nano fighting suit and a soft armor with tactical leather rails. He had also been equipped with a lot of weapons, communication, and detection devices.
Now, he was wearing a long robe made of monster pelt.
The pure black monster pelt was light and soft. There was not a hint of impurities in it.
Even in Dragon City, it was a rather rare treasure.
It did not look like an industrial product made by an assembly line. Instead, it looked like a handicraft that was sewn by a sewing machine.
As Meng Chao thought about it, he saw a sewing machine in the corner.
He was slightly stunned.
During the era when Dragon City lacked resources and lacked water and electricity, sewing machines had been popular for a period of time.
However, this sewing machine was even more ancient in design.
It was similar to the products from the twentieth century that Meng Chao had seen when he participated in the cultural event called Remembering Earth in Blue Home.
In general, the room was filled with the style of the twentieth century on Earth. In fact, it was even older.
Meng Chao looked around, but he did not see many signs of an industrial civilization.
From the removable oil lamp mounted on the wall, it could be seen that electricity was quite precious here. It was something that didn't even exist.
But the mattress beneath him was unexpectedly soft and warm.
Meng Chao pulled out a tuft of golden fur from a corner of the mattress.
It was the down of the Golden-Tailed Swallow. The heat insulation and fluffiness were dozens of times better than goose down of the same weight, but it required the down of hundreds of Golden-Tailed Swallows to fill such a quilt.
In Dragon City, only the rich children of the nine great cultivation families could enjoy such a luxury. It did not fit in with the simple and monotonous style of the room.
"What is this place?"
Meng Chao mumbled to himself. He got down on the floor, feeling a little dizzy. He turned around and examined the bed frame carefully.
The bed frame used a pure wooden mortise and tenon structure. Apart from the key parts being reinforced with iron nails, there were no traces of industrial manufacturing.
In fact, Meng Chao did not even think that the nails embedded in the wood were produced by an industrial assembly line.
Because with the exquisite senses unique to harvesters, he rubbed the caps of each nail, and he found unique signs of hand polishing.
Aside from the wooden bed and the oil lamp, there was also a wardrobe and a desk in the room.
They were also handmade and polished. Meng Chao rubbed them for a long time, but he did not find any signs of industrial manufacturing.
There were a few sets of long robes made of monster pelts in the wardrobe. There were also a few T-shirts and jeans that had been washed so many times that they had turned white.
The strange thing was that the monster pelts were all flawless high-grade. There were a few Nightmarish Beast pelts that had no impurities or scars. They could be sold for a lot of money in Dragon City, and only superhumans could afford to wear them.
But here, they were placed casually. Some of them were even rolled up into a ball and piled up in a corner.
The T-shirts and jeans, on the other hand, seemed to be decades old and had been washed until they were as thin as cicada wings and even riddled with holes. However, they seemed to be treasured by their owners. They were carefully unfolded and stored in large, flat wooden boxes.
Meng Chao was a little puzzled.
Regardless of whether it was the clothing industry or the forging of the most basic metals, such as nails, they did not require a lot of skill.
Even during the most difficult times in Dragon City, people would not treat a few lousy T-shirts as treasures.
Just what sort of values were held in this place?
He could not find a lot of clues in the desk.
There was a "book" that was made of dried etherealized plant leaves that were similar to banana leaves and sewn together with plant fibers. There were more than one hundred mutated butterfly specimens in it. This was the most valuable discovery.
Among the more than one hundred butterfly specimens were Shining Butterflies, Ghost Butterflies, and other incredibly rare and peerless specimens.
These insect-type monsters might not have great attack power, but they had incredibly sharp instincts.
Before the humans even got close, they would start dancing and vanish without a trace in the sparkling phosphorescent powder.
The insect-type monster experts in Dragon City had done a lot of work, but it was difficult for them to capture these light, slender, and agile mutated butterflies.
But the owner of this place had casually placed them in the desk with some toys made of monster bones.
Meng Chao found a laptop in the bottom drawer of the desk.
But before he could be happy for more than three seconds, he noticed that the laptop was broken.
No, broken was not the right word.
Based on the design and appearance, this was a laptop from Earth. It had been produced for more than half a century. Most of the parts had long since oxidized and rusted. The battery had been burned through by acid, and the screen was completely gone.
It had "died of old age", so there was no possibility of it being repaired or any value in it. It was just a souvenir by the owner.
But it was the only industrial product in the room.
'Wait.' A thought appeared in Meng Chao's head, and he looked at the sewing machine in the corner.
Just as he expected, this was also an industrial product from Earth.
It had been through more than half a century, and many of the parts had been badly damaged.
But the owner had used a fragrant and very valuable monster fat to take good care of it. He had also replaced the parts that could not be maintained with new parts in time.
But the original parts were industrial products, and the replacement parts were made by hand. It was just like …
The monster materials here were not valuable.
But they had already lost the ability to build large industrial production lines.
"Today is another sunny day with gentle winds!"
A cheerful female voice suddenly rose from the corner of the wall.
Meng Chao was shocked.
He swung his hand and used his spirit energy to lift the beast skin covering the corner of the wall. It was only then that he noticed a huge birdcage hanging there.
Inside was a bird-type monster with dazzling fur that looked like a macaw, but it had a charmingly naive body. It looked like an owl.
This was the Owl Head Parrot.
It had very developed vocal organs and could imitate all sorts of monster sounds to find a mate and scare away its natural enemies.
"Today's wind is gentle, and the sun is bright. Just like every other day, it's the best day for gathering and hunting!"
The beast skin was lifted, and the cat became energetic. It danced, sang, and danced. "Besides, today is the liveliest day in Peach Blossom Town, Harvest Festival. My friends in Peach Blossom Town, are you ready to sing and dance? We won't go home until we're drunk!"
"…"
Meng Chao knew that the cat was very smart and could imitate human sounds.
However, he didn't know that the kit-headed parrot was so smart that it could speak a long and logical speech.
This was just parrot parrots.
Or was there some sort of … information that was being conveyed to Meng Chao through the cat's brain and vocal organs?
Meng Chao stared at the cat.
The cat looked at Meng Chao with its emerald eyes and stared at him without blinking. Suddenly, it started laughing like a human.
It danced happily in the cage.
It did not feel oppressed or aggrieved because it was restrained.
A bright and glistening feather floated down, and Meng Chao's gaze landed on Golden Tooth Bloody Soul and Ghost Blade, which were covered in beast skin.
Meng Chao hooked his finger.
The two sabers and chains flew back to his hands due to the magnetic field.
The chains wrapped themselves around his arms, and the resonance between his blood and runic symbols caused his sleeping power to gradually wake up. It gave him a sense of security, as if he was fully armed.
Only then did he have the confidence to face the only window in the room, which was covered in a thick beast skin and still shone with golden light.
Whoosh!
Meng Chao sucked in a deep breath and tore off the beast skin that blocked the window.
His eyes were instantly pierced by thousands of golden needles.
More than ten seconds later, his vision gradually became clear again.
He noticed that the cat was right. This was indeed a good day with blue skies and white clouds. The sun was bright, and the wind was gentle.
In truth, Meng Chao had never seen such a clear, blue, and gemstone-like sky in Dragon City.
Even half a year ago, when they completely defeated the monster horde and chased away most of the fog that shrouded Dragon City, there was still a faint layer of haze floating in the sky. It was as if a gloomy filter had been inserted into the sky.
But the world here seemed to be ten times brighter and fuller than in Dragon City.
Each puffy cloud was so full that it looked like milk was about to flow down.
The sun looked like a golden dye jar that had been knocked over. Golden paint flowed from the sky to the ground, and it was much more brilliant than the big and red sun in Dragon City.
Under such a brilliant sky, everything that Meng Chao saw stunned him once more.
He mouthed an exclamation that sounded like it was a vulgar word. He could not believe his eyes.
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