yournovel Chapter 80 Come, Challenge Me
Chapter 80 Come, Challenge Me
Chapter 80 Come, Challenge Me
"They ran away?"
Suiyue's eyes widened, completely unprepared for this turn of events.
Just to be on the safe side, Nan'an did not give chase, but instead watched the phone booth glide faster and faster across the open field, disappearing into the edge of the fog.
The freshly turned soil marks resembled those made by tubular objects.
"Mimicry," Nan An murmured thoughtfully. "The phone booth is the bait."
"So the bell was actually used to lure the Fogbreaker into a trap?" Suiyue realized what was going on. "But it didn't dare attack you, old man, like an echoing punching bag. What kind of monster are you in the eyes of gods and demons, old man?"
Good question, Nan'an would like to know too.
After encountering the phone booth, the two followed the route indicated by the algae stone and did not encounter any more strange gods or demons.
Until the familiar feeling of weightlessness returned, and white light engulfed my vision.
The moment she left the black mist of Kamamizumi, Suiyue let out a long breath.
Grave had just spoken with a group of owls who had left the black fog and received the latest news from the phone booth brought by Nan'an, and he could not hide his surprise.
The deities and demons that are passively released, without any subjective malice, and will not expand their activity range to launch attacks, are left unattended by the Mist Breaker, who always adheres to the attitude of "not seeking thorough understanding".
Nan'an took the initiative to make contact and casually mentioned a whole host of information that could only be obtained through close observation, which greatly impressed Greif with the ancient wisdom.
"Just to be on the safe side," he thought for a moment and then decided, "I will arrange for a team of elite owls to verify your experience next time we enter the Black Mist."
"If it is confirmed that the gods and demons are only hunting in a mimicry form and have no further abnormal properties, then hunting them and obtaining fragments of the gods and demons would be a viable option."
Suiyue yawned repeatedly. After leaving the black mist, her eyelids felt extremely heavy, and her stomach was growling with hunger. She ate several handfuls of nuts, but they were still rumbling.
Seeing this, Grave quickly said, "After several days of intense exploration deep into the black mist, you two should go back and rest. Yaoxiao will be responsible for relaying the information to Erlu. Soliz and the Anze God and Demon have always kept in touch."
Nan Anmai pulled his foot back from the doorway.
He turned around abruptly: "A few days?"
Graves, failing to grasp Nan'an's surprise, produced a record sheet: "Based on the entry time, Senior Nan'an spent four days on this round, although it's not long—"
Nanan could no longer hear what Grave said next.
He and Suiyue clearly remember their entire experience after entering the black mist.
Starting from the church, after interacting with the skinned buffalo for a short while, the game enters the "Wailing Fog Battle Royale" phase.
Entering the tower and receiving Linem's protection takes no more than a day at most.
Upon venturing out, they encountered the "Phone Booth Demon," but after only a brief encounter, the other party fled in panic.
The return journey was also smooth sailing.
Where did the 4 days come from?
With very few suspects, it was hard for Nan'an not to consider Linem the prime suspect, but he didn't make a fuss. He just smiled and nodded, then took the hand of the sleeping bull that could fall asleep on the spot and walked out of the quarantine area.
"Can you still walk?" Nan'an asked. "I can't carry you, can I?"
"You can also carry it on your back."
"You're quite impolite," Nan An said, rubbing the ox horns. "The carriage is just outside, a few steps away. When did you become so weak?"
Forcing herself to stay alert, Suiyue entered the carriage and immediately collapsed into the compartment.
He snored loudly as soon as he got some on the seat.
Having no other choice, Nan'an tried her best to adjust her sleeping position to be elegant and comfortable, so that this silly little bull wouldn't suffer a stiff neck after waking up and then howl in pain.
"Old man, is my horn broken? Why is my head tilted?"
"Old man, save me~~~"
During the journey, Nan'an removed Suiyue's necklace—a deer antler communication sculpture.
Before leaving Shuangmiancheng, she commissioned Corella to make a special order.
Nanan hesitated about whether or not to communicate with the Leod family.
He had gained some understanding of the details that the Ellu Manor couldn't comprehend after this journey through the black mist.
Linem Riod is a special "tool" used by the Riod family to deal with the Mist of Mourning.
Wahdeen's sudden visit to Elskin Manor was most likely because he learned of his existence from Linem.
Judging from his attitude, Wahdien was far from friendly; his demeanor was clearly one of disdain, wariness, and rudeness that was obvious to anyone with eyes to see.
After much deliberation, Nan'an decided to postpone the matter for the time being.
Assuming Linem communicates with Vahdion regularly, it's only a matter of time before the other party finds out about his protection.
Given the Riod family's pioneering performance in fighting against the Weeping Mist and the gods and demons, they will most likely meet again.
The carriage stopped, and Nan'an arrived at the town of Lianshui.
The open space was much more lively than when I left.
The walls, made of stacked logs, have only had their framework erected and have not yet been topped off.
Sawdust and shavings were scattered all over the ground, and the air was filled with the smell of fresh wood.
Roughly finished wooden planks had been laid on several foundations, and people were squatting there hammering and banging on them.
It's clear that some of these carpenters have received basic training and have mastered certain carpentry and construction skills. They are busy processing wood while teaching the younger carpenters.
At the edge of the open space, Oka stood with his arms crossed.
The goblins are focused on maintaining order, and they have no intention of providing any assistance without orders from Southan.
Upon seeing the carriage, everyone slowed down their movements.
The goblins lined up to greet them, making the living erosions realize that someone who could truly control their fate had appeared.
"Have a few people stand guard by the carriage," he said to Oka, closing the carriage door. "Don't let anyone disturb Suiyue's rest. She's exhausted."
Oka nodded and gave a brief instruction. Immediately, three goblin soldiers stepped forward and stood around the carriage.
"How is it?" Nan An turned around, his gaze sweeping over the busy construction site.
Oka reported: "They are very proactive. Following the instructions left by their predecessors, all the Living Erosion have devoted themselves to the construction. The younger Living Erosion are unable to participate in heavy physical work, so they have been assigned cleaning tasks."
"Did they mix this themselves?"
"Uh—" Oka hesitated for a moment, which was rare for him. "It could also be thanks to Father Ruska."
Nan'an raised an eyebrow and looked around: "Where's the priest? I don't see him."
"He took a few live predators to the mountains to cut down trees." Oka Oka pointed into the distance. "They should be back soon."
Several figures appeared on the forest path.
Leading the way were several live corvée laborers, pushing a few simple handcarts piled high with freshly felled logs, their wheels leaving deep ruts in the soft soil.
They walked slowly, each step heavy, their faces showing the exhaustion of a long journey.
Behind them, a man named Rusca, wearing an old black robe, walked steadily with a thick log on his shoulder.
There was no sign of strain on his face, as if the weight on his shoulders was simply part of his daily routine.
After unloading the timber, he took the initiative to come over and greet Nan'an.
"Your Excellency Nan'an"
Ruska stopped a few steps away and bowed slightly.
Nanan nodded, turned and walked to the other side of the open space, and Ruska immediately followed.
That was originally the site of a planned church, but now only a shallow foundation has been dug, and the piles of building materials have long since disappeared.
He laughed and said, "It seems that the church materials have already been dismantled and given to the Living Erosions."
Father Rusca said calmly, "The church is just an external thing. What I want the Living Erosion to understand is not limited to external things themselves."
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"You don't believe in the star goddess Zorza."
Ruska frankly stated, "The Church of Dawn believes in her, but I—prefer to believe in the Star Goddess in my heart."
Nan'an's lips curled up: "It seems the priest doesn't intend to convert the living erosion either."
"They are meant to be human, they don't need instruction. Those who have gone astray only need the light to get back on the right path." Ruska gazed at Nan'an. "Senior, this should be your expectation of them as well."
The two shared a remarkably similar attitude and perspective towards the living eclipse.
Nan'an clapped his hands lightly, producing a crisp applause.
"Oka, Oka, have the living eclipses put down their work for now and assemble."
Oka Oka didn't ask any more questions, just nodded slightly, and then turned and walked towards the construction site.
The goblin soldiers behind him dispersed and moved efficiently between the unfinished wooden huts.
The hammering gradually subsided and eventually stopped completely.
The living erosion creatures put down their tools and gathered from all directions.
They stared at the goblins who circled around them, watching them intently, their faces filled with barely suppressed apprehension.
Nan An didn't rush to speak. He stood on the high platform of the newly built mansion, his gaze sweeping over the faces one by one.
"My name is Nan'an," he said, his voice not loud, but clear enough. "I think you already knew before you arrived that everything here is under my control."
No one speaks.
"I've reviewed all of your files, therefore—" Nan paused, "I want to give you a chance."
"Anyone, regardless of age or ability, can step forward and challenge me."
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