When Li Yao woke up, he heard the rushing sound of a waterfall outside the window. Even the humid air was mixed with the sweet smell of the mountains and rivers. He struggled to open his eyes. The first thing he saw was the dark beam, as well as the dried fish, the salted meat, and the yellow, greasy pig skins that were hanging on it.
Moving his body slightly, Li Yao heard squeaking noises below him. It was a bamboo couch that had been used for many years and was already loose.
A pair of straw sandals was placed on the ground. They were soft and tight and couldn't have been more comfortable. He felt that he was stepping on grass barefoot, and his every toe was bouncing happily.
He was wearing a gray, rough suit made of cloth that seemed to have been dyed with grass and scorched by the sun. It was full of the smell of sunlight and plants.
Li Yao warmed up his sore and swollen body. He observed his hands and his body carefully. At first glance, there was nothing wrong with him, but dozens of scars that had just scabbed over had appeared on his body. Those scars were so vivid that he could even feel that his flesh was being pulled apart, as if ants were crawling inside.
However, his Cosmos Rings were gone.
The Cosmos Rings that stored all his Crystal Suit, magical equipment, crystals, and especially his Colossus were all gone. Below the rough clothes, there was nothing on him at all.
Li Yao did not panic. Sitting cross-legged on the bamboo couch, he tilted his head and thought for a moment. Then, he undid his belt and looked between his legs.
As he expected, it was not his. If Professor Mo Xuan had invested the "Gai" -level super crystal processor and his own computational ability, it was indeed possible for him to construct a vivid virtual world. He could even copy the data of Li Yao's face, hands, and body posture that he had secretly taken in reality into the virtual world.
However, it was impossible for him to peep at Li Yao's private parts. Therefore, he could only use a random template.
As for a man, even if he was blind, how could he not know what he looked like?
This was the virtual world. It seemed to be vivid and lifelike, but the fatal flaws were not worth mentioning when they were exposed.
Li Yao fiddled with it for a while, and it immediately expanded. The feeling of being tightened inch by inch was very real, but it was slightly different from what he had experienced in the past. Any man who had passed puberty would be able to tell the difference instantly.
"It was fake. My body was still in District 01 space station of Hundred Flowers City, under the heavy protection of the Colossus. It was impossible for Professor Mo Xuan to hack into the Colossus anytime soon. Therefore, he tried to drag my soul into the Spiriters' Realm with mental attacks."
Li Yao silently thought. Although he was lost in the Spiritual Realm, he did not panic. Spiritual attacks were a double-edged sword. The souls of the two sides collided directly. The slightest carelessness would result in a backlash.
Do you want to trap me in the Spirit Realm? That would depend on whether Professor Mo Xuan had such powerful computational ability, spiritual power, and spiritual power!
Li Yao fastened his belt again and jumped off the bamboo bed, observing the tiny wooden house with great interest.
The furnishings inside the wooden house were rather shabby. Other than the bamboo bed, there was only a crooked wooden table.
A straw raincoat hung on the wall that had been carefully smeared with yellow mud. Apart from a wooden box that had been scrubbed clean in the corner, there was nothing else.
Although it was simple, it was quite refreshing. Li Yao looked out of the window. The wooden house seemed to have been built not far away from a waterfall. He could vaguely see the cliff that was full of vines and the splashing, translucent drops of water from the waterfall.
A gecko craned its head out of the window and looked at Li Yao for a while. Then, it quickly crawled down and disappeared among the vines.
Cheerful and melodious singing could be vaguely heard outside the door. Li Yao took a deep breath and opened the door abruptly. He saw a small mountain village that looked like a paradise.
The small mountain village was located in a huge basin. It was surrounded by towering cliffs that reached into the clouds. Above the cliffs, there seemed to be a dense primitive forest. Even the sky was covered by faint clouds. The clouds were very low, so low that one could reach them with one's hand. The small mountain village was filled with the smell of fairy clouds.
The wooden house he was in was built at the highest point of the small mountain village. On his left was a cloud-like waterfall. It smashed into the ground and formed a clear and transparent deep pool. It then turned into a meandering river that flowed through the village. On both sides of the river, there were dozens of waterwheels. The hardworking and cheerful farmers shouted a long song as they stepped on the waterwheels to send the sweet river water to the fields. He didn't know what season it was in the virtual world, but the ears of rice were so full that they were about to burst. The air was soaked with the fragrance of rice flowers. It was as intoxicating as osmanthus wine.
Men were stepping on the water wheel with all their might, while women were bending down to work in the fields. Children who had just learned how to walk were still half-walking and half-crawling, playing with the clucking old hens in the grain-sunning field at the entrance of the village. There seemed to be a small school at the end of the village, from which came the sound of reading. Deep in the clouds, village girls picking fruits and herbs were singing. Each province had nine bends and eighteen bends, just like the flowing water of a small river.
Although he knew that everything was fake, Li Yao could not help but feel that his heart was beating slower in the virtual world.
This virtual world was even more delicate and enchanting than the public Spiriters' Realm in the base of the Tinder Plan. It seemed that this was the real capability of Professor Mo Xuan in building virtual worlds!
"Ah. You're awake!"
Li Yao looked back, only to discover that a girl of fifteen or sixteen was looking at him in pleasant surprise with a large basin of fragrant roasted snails in her hands.
The girl was also dressed as a village girl. She was wearing a coarse robe and a pair of red clogs. There was not the slightest makeup on her delicate face, but her youthful brilliance and innocent expression were enough to dissolve all wariness and hostility. She put the roasted snails on a small wooden table that faced the waterfall under the eaves and blew on her fingers because of the heat. While rubbing her ears, she smiled and said, "Don't be hasty. Dinner will be ready when grandpa comes back. It has been raining for days, but it is finally sunny now. Grandpa said that we don't need to be so aggrieved since we are eating outside today."
Li Yao stared at her for a long time. Although he was 80% sure that she was a Deviant Spirit, he could not tell the difference between her and a real person. Frowning, he said, "I …"
"Don't you remember?"
The little girl blinked her big eyes, pointed to the top of the cliff and said, "You fell from the top, and there were dozens of bloody scars on your body. It was so scary. Grandpa saved you. At that time, I thought you were dead for sure!
"That was half a month ago. For the past half a month, you've been running a fever and talking nonsense. You keep talking about fighting, charging, killing, and so on. Are you a soldier? I heard that the outside world is always at war. Is that true?"
The girl was a chatterbox. Before Li Yao replied, she waved her hands and continued. "Our place is called 'Peach Blossom Village'. It may not look like much right now, but it is very beautiful when the peach blossoms are everywhere in February and March every year!
"According to the seniors in the village, our ancestors used to live outside, too. But the outside world was in turmoil and chaos. It was either you killing me or I killing you all day long. It was too horrible.
"Later, they found this place and moved a lot of people here one after another. Well, let me think. It has been more than a thousand years, right? "In the past few hundred years, there have been many soldiers like you who were chased and killed. They fell from cliffs and couldn't bear to leave after coming here!
"Look, Zhao Laosi's family in the east of the village, and Granny Lin in the west of the village. I heard that their great-great-great-great-great-great-grandfather fell down like this.
"Look at the wounds on your body. You must have fought many battles and killed many people outside. That's not good. You don't have to leave. Just stay here with us. The days here are so good, so quiet!
"Hey, what's your name? Have you forgotten? It doesn't matter if you forgot. My name is Ah Luo. It's not 'Luo' as in snail, it's' Luo 'as in vine. Yes, it's' Luo 'as in radish! But the snails I cook are delicious. Grandpa hasn't come back yet, so you can secretly eat two and then throw the shells into the pond. Hehe!
"There's one more dish. I'll go get it. Take a seat and wait for me!"
The young girl giggled as she ran towards the kitchen. Her wooden clogs clicked on the bluestone floor.
Li Yao went under the eaves and looked at the small wooden table. There were four local dishes on it. In addition to the roasted snails, there was also a bowl of tofu stewed with pickled vegetables, a plate of spicy fried dried fish, and a plate of fried vegetables with pig skin. The dishes were simple and crude, but the aroma was so strong and tempting that people couldn't help but want to eat them.
The sound of clogs came again. Ah Luo carefully held a very deep clay pot from which the soul-stirring aroma of pheasant was coming. She quickly walked over.
She placed the clay pot in the middle of the four dishes. The chicken soup that had been stewed to the extreme actually blossomed with a dazzling golden luster like wine. The chicken was so crisp that it seemed as if it would fall off from the skeleton and completely melt in the chicken soup. Li Yao had never seen such a good chicken soup in the real world.
Ah Luo was very proud of her cooking. She smiled innocently and looked at the foot of the mountain. Suddenly, her eyes lit up. "Ah, grandpa is back!"
An old farmer wearing a bamboo hat was barefooted and dressed in hemp clothes. He was carrying two large bundles of firewood, which were tied around his waist with a simple straw rope. He was also carrying a large wine gourd in his hand. He was slowly walking up the mountainside.
The fog was getting thicker and thicker, and his bamboo hat was flickering. Under the bamboo hat, a pair of bright, youthful, and innocent eyes were not covered at all.
It was Professor Mo Xuan.
Soon, Professor Mo Xuan, dressed as an old farmer, returned to the small wooden house on the mountainside. He poured the dry firewood in the back room and gently patted his waist. Then he turned back to the small wooden table and put the wine gourd in front of Li Yao.
"This mountain village is simple, and it's hard to meet an honorable guest. Sorry for the inconvenience. Honorable guest from afar, please forgive me!"
Professor Mo Xuan said with a smile. He pulled out the wine cork and the honey-like yellow liquid poured out in endless streams. (To be continued.)
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