Half a month passed in a fulfilling manner. Wang Zhong was so busy that he didn't even have time to sleep. Although he hadn't started his physical training, all kinds of knowledge were enriching his cognition.
This was the fourth weekend after he entered the Tyrants. Today was the Holy Birth Day. Unlike Christmas on Earth, this was the birthday of the great Holy Saint Teacher Adalia. As if sensing the celebratory atmosphere in the city, the weather was exceptionally sunny. There was basically no one in the library, and from time to time, the sound of salutes and music could be heard throughout the city. It was exceptionally lively.
Thinking about how he had been cooped up in the library during this period of time, Wang Zhong stretched himself. Occasionally, he had to strike a balance between work and rest and relax. It seemed like it would be good to take advantage of this lively atmosphere to go out for a walk.
The streets were filled with people celebrating. The Holy Birth Day was definitely the grandest festival of the year in the Holy Land. As the leader and pioneer of the Holy City, as well as the only Holy Saint Teacher in the Holy City, Adalia's status was incomparably noble. There was a grand parade in the main city area, and it was said that a Sacred Teacher would be attending. He was the absolute pinnacle existence in the Holy City now. Other than special festivals like the Holy Birth Day, it was basically impossible for ordinary people to see the Sacred Teacher.
On the other hand, Grai, Laura, and the others had already reserved a place early. They sent a message to Wang Zhong and asked him to go over to gather with them. Wang Zhong was also quite interested in seeing the Sacred Teacher, but the crowd on the street was too turbulent. He left home too late and couldn't squeeze through, so he had no choice but to give up.
After informing Laura, he wandered on the street and remembered the agreement he had with the old man in the mysterious illusory space.
"Should I go over and take a look? Since it's the weekend, I might be able to taste a mouthful of Hinami. Phew … "It was supposed to be delicious, but when he thought about eating it, Wang Zhong felt a little nauseous. Recently, Lan Daier's dishes had become more and more unpalatable, not in terms of taste, but in terms of toxicity. Last time, it happened to be a Hinami, which made him suffer from diarrhea for three days, vomiting and having diarrhea. Now, he felt like vomiting whenever he saw a fish. Only his body could resist it. Wang Zhong had already begun to feel that these 20 Holy Coins were not really worth it.
"I'm just watching and chatting. It's fine if I don't eat."
With this attitude, Wang Zhong brought the last bottle of Samsara wine with him. The old man gave him the feeling that he was very peaceful and humorous. It was very relaxing and natural when he interacted with him, especially during his stay in the Holy Land recently. He had seen more realistic exchanges of benefits, and most of them were filled with utilitarianism. Everyone was like a tightly wound spring, desperately trying to move forward. Wang Zhong felt very fortunate to be able to make such a relaxed and cheerful friend in the Holy City, where there was a tense atmosphere and there was no benefit to be gained from them.
Walking along the streets of District A38, he soon found the mysterious barrier that he had passed through last time. He went in and took a look. The lake was still the same lake, but the old man was not there. Perhaps it was because of the Holy Birth Festival that the old man also had to celebrate the festival.
However, since he was already here, he could feel the cool breeze blowing by the lake. The surrounding air was fresh and had a suitable temperature, as well as the complete tranquility of this place. The bustling city outside seemed to be completely isolated from this place. The magical barrier was not only an illusion barrier, but it could also block the transmission of sound, giving people a sense of leisure and comfort for no reason. Wang Zhong found a large rock by the lake and sat down, enjoying the breeze by the lake. This was a rare moment of leisure.
Suddenly, his Skylink rang. In the Holy City, the Skylink was not very useful. It was mainly used for various communication restrictions and blockades. Basically, it would only be used between extremely close friends or during exploration teams' battles. After entering the Holy City, people preferred to communicate face-to-face.
Some messy signal fragments also seemed to be transmitted suddenly. The key was that these strings of symbols were very strange, as if they were some kind of code, and the person was constantly trying to decode them.
From the looks of it, this message should have been sent five or six times in intervals of two or three days.
"Who are you?" Wang Zhong replied subconsciously. Not long after, the other party immediately replied.
It was another string of garbled code.
But somehow, Wang Zhong felt a little familiar. "I'm Wang Zhong. You are?"
After a while, the garbled code became clear words. "I'm Lao Gong. I finally got in touch with you!"
'Hubby' was a nickname that Gong Yi was forced to accept, but Sister Hong and her sisters were never tired of calling him that. Wang Zhong was speechless. This guy was really a god. He was really all-pervasive. As long as there were people, there would definitely be opportunities.
"Mu Zi is looking for you!"
Wang Zhong became serious. Their communication was a little intermittent, but they could basically understand what was going on. Aioros had something on his side and needed Mu Zi and Wang Zhong's help, especially Wang Zhong's spiritual power.
Of course, Wang Zhong was duty-bound to help him. Wang Zhong agreed without hesitation, and he also understood one thing. It seemed that the signal interference on the Skylink wasn't that strong in this place.
Although Mu Zi didn't have the exact time and coordinates, the first thing he needed was a Pioneering Order since he was in the Holy City. It seemed that his experiment would have to be delayed for 500 dollars.
He was also a little impressed that Gong Yi was able to find him. As long as there were people, he would definitely be able to contact them. It was the same for the Holy Land. Although he could feel that the Holy Land wasn't very fond of technological things, Gong Yi's intelligence network would always be able to find a way.
As for the signal, it seemed that the Holy Land had neglected this place.
Originally, he wanted to chat a little more and ask about Gong Yi and the others, but it was really painful to chat with this intermittent monosyllabic signal. The two of them only tried two or three sentences before they lost the patience to continue chatting. Wang Zhong briefly explained the special characteristics of the space he was in and agreed with Gong Yi to come here every weekend to receive his signal. Then, he hung up the Skylink.
Wang Zhong was happy to be able to contact his old friends from Earth here. Going on an adventure with Aioros and Mu Zi was interesting just thinking about it. Standing at his current height, Wang Zhong could already faintly see Mu Zi's realm. That was a true mountain to look up to. It was a completely different concept from his imagination of Mu Zi being 'slightly stronger' than him. As for Aioros, the more Wang Zhong thought about it, the more he couldn't understand him. Deep in his heart, he faintly felt that Aioros might have already reached the Heavenly Soul Stage.
However, a secret realm that even Mu Zi and Aioros would have a headache about, what kind of place would it be? Wang Zhong was looking forward to it.
"Huh?"
While Wang Zhong was thinking about this, Uncle Zhang came over leisurely with a fish basket. When he saw Wang Zhong here, he was quite surprised. "It's Holy Birth Day. You didn't bring your girlfriend to parade?"
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