The Evening Song felt as if he had been struck by lightning,
He stood there in a daze for a long time,
Then he shook his head and laughed self-deprecatingly. This was indeed a lesson. Fortunately, this lesson did not come too late.
"What do you want to eat today?"
As soon as he said that..,
The Evening Song realized what he had just said,
But he suddenly felt that this was indeed what he wanted to say the most, so he continued, "How about noodles?"
"Vegetable porridge."
"What's the point of always eating the same thing?" The Evening Song said, "Why don't you try dumplings? Even when there were abundant supplies in the past..,
There was also a saying that dumplings were not as delicious as delicious food... "
"Vegetable porridge!"
"Alright..,
Vegetable porridge, vegetable porridge. "
He could not help but shake his head and laugh. This child..,
Sometimes he was terrifyingly sharp, but most of the time..,
He was still that stubborn and naive child.
When the Evening Song returned to the courtyard after cooking the porridge, he found that the Night Bar was practicing his sword again,
But he was not practicing the absolute kill sword just now. His movements were a little unfamiliar, but there was a leisurely and carefree aura in them,
It was completely different from the tragedy of the absolute kill sword. It was a little... familiar.
The Night Bar only practiced one move before stopping, as if he had forgotten how to continue,
The Evening Song's heart skipped a beat, and he said, "Is this the sword technique in the jade slip that Jingyan showed you?" He had seen the Night Bar in the image twice, and it was the same leisurely aura.
The Night Bar replied with a "Yes",
He said, "It's a pity that I only saw it once,
I don't remember it very well. This sword technique is better than the absolute kill sword technique. "
In the end, he added, "It's much better."
The Evening Song wanted to sigh a little. He could practice it like this after only seeing it once,
But how could others live? He had also grown up being called a genius by others,
But it was only now that he knew what a real genius was.
But his heart inexplicably felt a little better. Obviously, the reason why they could not compare to this child was not because they were lazy, but because this kid could not be judged by common sense at all! Because of this, he had been blaming himself for quite a while.
"That's simple," Evening Song said, "Although we don't have anything more precious than the jade slip, it shouldn't be a problem to exchange a stalk of Phoenix Tail Grass for him to show you the jade slip a few more times."
Night Bar shook his head. "Not at all."
Evening Song shook his head and laughed. "Childish words. Compared to the swordsmanship inside, what is a Phoenix Tail Grass?"
"There's no need. I'll know what's going on after I practice a few more times," Night Bar said. "Besides, that sword technique can only be said to be not bad, but not too good."
"You've seen better?"
If the jade slip was used by an immortal, then the sword art inside would certainly be stronger than others. However, hadn't Night Bar only seen the jade slip once?
"No, but …" Night Bar thought for a while and said, "I seem to know how to use a sword since I was born."
Perhaps he wasn't born with it. At least before he was washed clean, he didn't practice the Absolute Kill Sword as skillfully as he did now.
Evening Song suddenly didn't want to talk anymore. He silently turned around to get a knife.
"Won't the porridge spoil?"
Evening Song stood a little further away, unsheathed his knife, and said, "It's okay. Boil it for a few minutes first. After it boils, reduce the heat. Boil it for another 20 minutes. Stir the pot and add coriander. It'll be ready in 10 minutes."
"Oh."
Seeing that Night Bar didn't say anything, Evening Song began to practice his knife technique. After just two moves, he heard Night Bar say, "The water's boiling."
Evening Song put away his knife, went in to reduce the heat, and continued to practice. Soon, he heard Night Bar say, "It's been 20 minutes."
Evening Song sighed. How did this child manage to practice his swordsmanship while strictly thinking about his vegetable porridge at the same time?
When he came out with the tray, he saw Night Bar sitting upright at the table with a serious face.
"Did you wash your hands?"
"Yes."
Not only did he wash his hands, but even his hair was tied up at the back of his head for the first time.
Night Bar opened the lid of the bowl and took a deep breath. "It's different from last time."
"Last time, I put vegetables. This time, I put carrots and coriander," Evening Song said. "The porridge is still hot. Try this first."
"What is it?"
"Egg custard."
"Mmm, fragrant." Ye Lan sniffed it and carefully took a bite. His brows immediately relaxed, "Delicious."
Looking at the two small dimples on the young man's cheeks, Evening Song felt a little sad. This child, he didn't know how many times he had smiled in his life, but he was clearly so easily satisfied …
"When we move to the Foreign World, I'll cook all the eight major Chinese cuisines and the Manchu Han Imperial Banquet for you." In this world, being able to eat a mouthful of porridge was already a luxury.
"Liar."
"I'm not lying." Evening Song wanted to touch the young man's head, but halfway through, he retracted his hand and said, "That day will come soon."
"You even have to look at the recipe to cook porridge."
Evening Song couldn't help but laugh. Only then did he understand that the young man's lie was different from what he thought. He smiled and said, "There are recipes for the Manchu Han Imperial Banquet too."
Night Bar obviously didn't believe him. He said, "My perception is very high. My cooking should be very delicious. When we move to the Foreign World, I can cook for you."
"Okay! Then I'm in for a treat. "
Ye Lan replied with an "Mm" and did not say another word. He then turned his attention back to his meal.
He still didn't ask about "moving to the Foreign World". Evening Song didn't know how to continue for a while. He smiled and looked at the young man who was eating happily. He said, "Fifty years ago, we found a huge purple gem underground. The gem was magnificent and dreamlike. However, if people were too close to it, they would inexplicably faint and have all kinds of dreams. Later, we found that it wasn't a dream, but a state similar to the soul leaving the body.
"However, we almost didn't do any research on the soul. Before that, we didn't even acknowledge the existence of the soul. Scientists called this stone the Underworld Stone. They did all kinds of research on it, but it was to no avail. They could only keep trying to make the soul leave the body. Until three years ago, a researcher left the body and never woke up again. Then, a few months later, an image suddenly appeared on the Underworld Stone. "
"Immortals from the Foreign World?"
"They called themselves Cultivators." Evening Song said, "Our researcher's soul accidentally traveled to their world. Then, they followed the traces and found us.
"We talked on and off for a period of time. They said that being able to leave the body under the effects of the Underworld Stone meant that one had the potential to become an Immortal. They also said that in their world, only one in a hundred thousand mortals had the potential to become an Immortal. They asked if we wanted to join the Immortal Gate. If we wanted to, we needed to participate in the illusion trial."
"We followed their instructions and used the Underworld Stone to make a so-called lander. According to them, anyone who could enter the trial space through the Underworld Stone was a person with potential and had the qualifications to participate in the trial … Because it was done by Immortals, no matter how many illogical things there were in the Foreign World, we didn't think of anything else. Later, when you said that the Foreign World really existed, we began to think that perhaps the so-called trial was just a scam.
"Thus, we organized the information and re-analyzed it. We came to a new conclusion: the Foreign World should be a very small and remote part of their world. To them, that place was like a chicken rib. It was tasteless, but it was a pity to abandon it. There were resources and opportunities, but although these resources were abundant, they weren't precious. At least, they weren't valuable enough for Immortals to personally harvest them. However, normal people didn't have the ability to harvest them in large quantities because the Foreign World was too dangerous for them.
"Thus, when a certain faction or person among them found out that there was a large group of people with high soul strength, they had an idea. They wanted us to be their free labor. They used a certain method to make us appear in the Foreign World and help them collect resources … If there were indeed people with outstanding talent among us, perhaps we really would be accepted into the Immortal Gate. In that case, they couldn't even be considered cheating.
"That's all I know. Everything."
The bowl that held the egg soup was not big. Although Night Bar ate very carefully, he still finished it quickly. He raised his head regretfully. "And then?"
"The country will increase its military strength in the game, increase its control over the Foreign World's forces, and increase the exploration of the Secret Realm. We will set up a trading company and auction house to consolidate resources. We will also send more people to the Immortal Gate to look for opportunities … As long as we don't reduce the sacrifices to the Immortal Gate, they shouldn't care about our internal affairs. Even if they care, we have the confidence to negotiate. Because as long as we are willing, we can immediately make everyone leave the Foreign World … They have tasted the sweetness for a year, how could they be willing to give it up?
We will secretly intercept the most precious resources through the trading company and auction house, and then find suitable buyers to exchange for some of the things we need, such as the method to set up a teleportation circle, or the lowest level of cultivation skills … One day, we will find a real way to enter the Foreign World! "
At this point, Evening Song smiled and couldn't help but rub Night Bar's head. "And then there is you. There is another important reason why we set up a trading company, which is that you can read the jade slips. All the jade slips that go through the trading company need to be read by you. Maybe there is something on them that we dream of. So if you have any ideas in the future, don't take any risks. Right now, your little life is more precious than anything. "
Night Bar was especially docile while eating. He didn't resist being touched on the head. Evening Song said again, "Oh, right … Do you want to go to the Immortal Gate?"
"Hmm?"
"The head of state said that as long as you are willing, we will send you to the Immortal Gate, and then gather all the resources to let you enter the inner sect. Because you are the most likely person to be accepted as a disciple … This might be the fastest way."
Night Bar shook his head. "No."
"Why?"
"I don't want to go."
Evening Song shook his head slightly. He didn't know why, but when he heard Night Bar say "I don't want to go", he didn't feel surprised at all.
"So, our goal is to move to the Foreign World?" Night Bar hugged the bowl of porridge and said, "Then why don't we just ask them for the teleportation circle?"
How could it be so easy? Evening Song smiled bitterly. Just as he was about to explain, Night Bar said, "I think you are too careful."
"Hmm?"
"In our opinion, invading other people's territory is absolutely not allowed. So, we have to be extremely careful and hide from everyone," Night Bar said. "But they are not ordinary people. They are immortals.
"If they are immortals, they won't care about us at all. They won't care whether we know the truth or whether we want to move. Because we are just mortals that they can destroy with a wave of their hand … They only want resources. As long as we have value to them, we can exist.
"I even feel that we have been doing the stupidest thing in the past year. Because our most valuable thing has never been human power."
The room was silent. It was not until Night Bar finished half a bowl of porridge that Evening Song's voice was heard. His voice was a little hoarse. "I'm going out for a while."
This "for a while" lasted for two hours. Night Bar entered the Foreign World to meet up with the others. After a few fights, Evening Song rushed over and grabbed Night Bar's arm. He was speechless for a long time.
Feeling that their eyes were stung, they winked at each other and "tactfully" left without a trace.
"What?"
"Our people pretended not to care and mentioned the geological detector and our mining machinery." Evening Song's voice was no longer as low and steady as usual. There was a hint of imperceptible excitement and nervousness. "They said … they wanted to take a look."
This matter was too important, so Night Bar could be bold and unrestrained. However, they didn't dare to be careless, so they only dared to test him in such a tactful way.
"And then?"
"They taught us a teleportation array built with Underworld Stones …"
Evening Song still couldn't believe it. It was actually so simple. How could it be so simple?!
He took a deep breath and calmed himself down before saying, "I once heard the natives say that the stone shell outside the spirit stone can isolate a cultivator's divine sense. If the geological detector can be used, then …"
Evening Song didn't continue, but Night Bar already understood what he meant. These things, the results of our thousands of years of scientific and technological civilization, are the foundation of our existence in this world! Immortal techniques, cultivation techniques, f * ck them!
"Although we can only teleport inanimate matter, this is just the beginning … We will soon be able to stand firmly on this land and become its master. Very soon. "
"… Yes."
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