ushernet Chapter 11 - 8 Beauty Mingyi
Chapter 11 - 8 Beauty Mingyi
Chapter 11: Chapter 8 Beauty Mingyi
It seemed that in that silent Juezhen, there were many native inhabitants, and they all looked... how to describe it, to Wu Hen, they didn't seem like normal living people, more like NPCs!
Single-minded actions, wooden expressions, chaotic thoughts.
They were originally living people walking in the otherworldly realm, but as they walked, they got lost, and lost their souls!
Obviously, their consciousness hadn't returned here!
"Consider it our test for you. If you can successfully find the Nuwa God End on your second entry into the otherworldly realm, we will promote you as an official member. Then, your family will receive the protection rights as family, and if you reach a higher level, they can live in peace without facing the harshness of the otherworld," said Purple Headscarf Woman.
"All three of them won't have to face that world?" Wu Hen's eyes changed when he heard this.
"All of humanity is trying to save the Nuwa God End. As long as it's there, this place is safe. A part of the population can continue to sleep peacefully. Besides, our spirits need rest, and we can't stay in the otherworldly realm for too long. We need to come back here periodically to cleanse ourselves, otherwise..." said Purple Headscarf Woman.
"Otherwise, we'll become Lost Ones and our souls will be completely destroyed?" Wu Hen said.
"Yes, you understand it well."
"Thank you, Bodhisattva, for telling me so much," Wu Hen nodded.
He was lucky, at least more prepared than those who weren't ready at all, to adapt to everything that would follow.
No doubt many families were still questioning, yelling, and feeling immense pain and confusion about the future!
"What Bodhisattva? Just call me Mingyi!" Mingyi's smile was bright. She must be a lively and cheerful person outside of formal settings.
"Alright, Mingyi beauty." Wu Hen didn't hesitate to praise her.
At that moment, Mingyi's eyes curved into clean crescent moons, truly living up to the title of beauty.
"May we meet again in the Desert Dust."
"Sure!" Wu Hen nodded.
...
By the courtyard wall of the old building, the man who had arrived with Mingyi was patiently waiting there.
The man in the leather jacket was playing with a high-end lighter, but hadn't lit the cigarette in his mouth.
"Captain Qin," Mingyi called.
"How's that kid? Are you sure he has synesthesia?" the cigarette-holding man asked.
"Yes, he has auditory synesthesia. During our conversation, I always used a mosquito-like voice, and he heard every word clearly," Mingyi said.
"What about other aspects?" Captain Qin asked.
"Most likely none. He complimented my looks, which means he couldn't see my Cthulhu-style makeup. I had fragrant powder on me, but he showed no signs of intoxication. The other two aspects are harder to check, so he should be a single-sensory," said Mingyi.
"That's still alright. Auditory synesthesia can greatly increase survival rates. Hopefully, he can find the Nuwa God End."
"This guy is quite interesting. Our team lacks a listening sense expert. If he finds the Nuwa God End, let's recruit him," Mingyi suggested.
"Is he very handsome?" Captain Qin raised an eyebrow.
"Yes, yes, yes! He even called me a beauty!" Mingyi nodded vigorously, her demeanor completely different from the serious, dignified one earlier.
"Did he show any physiological rejection after knowing the truth?" Captain Qin continued.
"None. He seemed normal, clear-minded, just as calm as I was back then!"
"Maybe he's just slow to react," Captain Qin said.
"Hmph, not everyone can be as perfectly aware as I am. Besides, I still feel the me here is the most genuine—cute, charming, youthful, heroic, and beautiful enough to make planets explode!"
"Go find a boyfriend. You sound like a cat yowling in the middle of the night."
"Old Qin, you must have realized the benefits of having a man, that's why you're always pushing me?" Mingyi retorted defiantly.
Knowing he couldn't outdo Mingyi in a verbal battle, Captain Qin gave her a thumbs-up and kept his mouth shut.
...
Initially, Wu Hen found it hard to believe what his father had just said, but after seeing this black miracle material on his right arm and sensing the mysterious and vast energy contained within the Holy Mark, Wu Hen realized everything his father said was true!
"What's wrong?" Wu Yingting, seeing Wu Hen's astonished expression, asked with concern.
"N-nothing," Wu Hen realized that his father seemed unable to see the miracle material on his arm, and he didn't want to add to his father's worries.
"This place is in my hands." Wu Yingting said.
"Okay!"
Wu Hen nodded and returned to the small room.
Checking his right hand again.
Wu Hen found that the exaggerated black Death Sword mark had subsided again, which puzzled him.
"Forget it, better explore the otherworldly realm quickly; outside will only get messier!"
He put on the mottled Pupil Mirror, blinked, and adjusted to it.
"Hello, Wu Hen, confirm entry into the Desert Dust?" The AI's voice quickly sounded in his mind.
He had to carve out a way forward for himself and his family!
"Confirm!" Wu Hen replied firmly.
A warmth enveloped his head, followed by a comfortable drowsiness, as if leading him into a colorful deep dream.
And dreams always start without warning, and those in them don't question how they begin...
...
Noisy.
It was very noisy around.
Wu Hen opened his eyes and found himself lying on his back, with a hint of twilight shining on him. Looking sideways, he could see the sun slowly setting into the water.
Obviously, this wasn't the previous Rainforest Jueyin Town.
Instead, it was a coastal city.
The skyscraper cityscape blended with the rippling, colorful sea, creating a uniquely romantic scene.
"Alright, just leave it at this intersection," a man nearby spoke.
That's when Wu Hen noticed he was lying on a cart, being pushed to the "T" intersection leading to the coast by two people.
The main road was wide, lined with tall buildings, but strangely, there were no cars, and the few pedestrians made the prosperous city seem eerily quiet.
Wu Hen tried to get up, but a "clang-clang" sound came from his body.
Looking down, Wu Hen was shocked to find himself bound by rusty iron chains, fixed to the broken cart!
What was going on?
Who signed up for the wrong adventure??
Was he a witch to be sacrificed?
"What are you... doing?" Wu Hen tried to ask.
These people spoke, so there shouldn't be any ghosts here.
"You'll know when night falls. Let's go." The man in the black shirt told his companion.
Hey, don't leave!
Are there zombies at night!
Does every entry have to be this thrilling??
The good news was, he seemed to still be male.
The bad news was, his life might be at risk!