The smooth and cold disc seemed to be slowly dying, just like Huangpu Xin who was missing the opportunity to leave.
"Hmm? Why do I have the illusion that the disc is a living thing?"
Huangpu Xin walked to the gate of the city lord's mansion and was surprised to find that his thoughts were unconsciously diverging from inexplicable places.
He moved his body and became aware that even his control over his body had decreased, using his ability of "body control."
"Is it the disc itself, or the surrounding environment that's affecting it? Or is it both?"
After carefully examining the disc and seeing no changes, I hesitated for a moment before stepping into the lord's mansion.
It is said to be the lord's mansion, but it is actually a mysterious place.
The form of existence of this strange place is unknown to Huangpu Xin, but just looking at this "spread out" lord's mansion is quite mysterious.
In addition to the normal pavilions, towers, buildings, lakes, and artificial hills in the Lord's Manor, there are also many fairy mountains and caves stacked on top of each other, as if the layers are misaligned, inserted into the houses, embedded in the ground, and falling into the lake...
It's like stacking a three-dimensional fairyland together, then flattening it and laying it on the ground.
Huangpu Xin reached out to touch, his hand passing through the fairyland-like pavilions as if they were illusions. Only the original structure of the Lord's Mansion was tangible. "It's like a program bug..."
Afraid of alerting any monsters, he didn't dare to fly up, instead using his psychic powers to float low and quickly survey the area. He didn't find any anomalies, and Huangpu Xin felt a sinking feeling in his heart.
The first one is not the core I want to find, a bit unlucky...
Walking to the gate of the city lord's mansion and looking carefully outside, the gray-white figures were still bustling, Huangpu Xin breathed a sigh of relief.
With the assistance of the "body control" ability, Huangpu Xin has been able to keep his heartbeat at a rate of once every two seconds since he entered. He just checked the time, and it's been about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea (ten minutes). Huangpu Xin moved along the wall, still not daring to touch the figures on the street, and it took him five minutes to reach the Zhao family in the north of the city.
The house was just as grand, but it seemed to be smaller by about one-third compared to the city lord's mansion, perhaps to avoid suspicion. However, even though they tried to avoid suspicion, the Zhao family's mansion was just as large as the city lord's, occupying a vast area.
Speaking of which, apart from the major commercial firms, the city lord's mansion, and the mansions of the four major families, the remaining area in Kunyu City is a very small part, and most private properties and land are located outside the city.
"Ancient nobles were really wealthy..." Huangpu Xin sighed as he entered the Zhao residence.
After a while.
"Unlucky, so unlucky..." After inspecting the entire Zhao Mansion, Huangpu Xin furrowed his brow and said, "Has my luck been particularly bad lately?"
"Ever since coming out of the instance space, I've been having a string of bad luck," Huangpu Xin said, rubbing his chin as he walked. "Monsters at the supermarket, monsters in the rest area, encountering royal disputes while traveling on the expressway, being chased after entering the city, and then being forced to explore this kind of underworld place after escaping the pursuit."
"Hmm?" Huangpu Xin looked up and found himself at the entrance of the Wang family's mansion without knowing when he had arrived.
"Did I just teleport?"
In just the time it takes for a few thoughts, I went from the north of the city to the east. This is quite a distance, and I should have taken at least ten minutes to get there. But in just a few thoughts, I arrived. I can only say... "What the heck."
Huangpu Xin Raised his sword and looked around, but the strange creature did not appear, so he breathed a sigh of relief.
Entering the royal mansion, there was no need to search. A platform similar to the outside altar stood in what was possibly the main hall of the mansion.
Huangpu Xin looked around again, then looked up at the sky as if something or someone was watching him from above. He then lowered his head and muttered to himself while observing the altar, "Am I being set up?"
There was a circular groove on the altar, and Huangpu Xin compared it to the size of the round plate in his arms. Estimating the time, he figured there was still about forty-five minutes left.
"Not urgent... not urgent..."
He carefully observed around the altar and muttered to himself, "The more you know about hidden things, the better. It's not like it's Cthulhu here, going crazy..."
The layout is basically the same as the outside altar, but what is engraved on it is not the local text, but some kind of inscription.
When Huangpu Xin tried to forcibly memorize it, his brain unexpectedly produced a strange tingling sensation, and the degree of erosion slightly increased, which scared him into stopping. After some thought, he took out paper and pen from the storage compartment, poured ink on the table, and made a copy on white paper.
After finishing everything, Huangpu Xin slowly placed the plate on top. The plate and the altar fit seamlessly, as if they were a top-notch craftsmanship from a previous life.
"I wonder if there is such a thing as exquisite craftsmanship in these stone products..." Huangpu Xin mused.
The surrounding black and white colors brightened at the moment of the disc's insertion, and Huangpu Xin heard a gurgling and rustling sound in his ears. The altar with the embedded disc became the only place here emitting colorful light.
Huangpu Xin found a complex inscription at his feet, similar to the one on the altar but not quite the same.
Enveloped in colored light, Huangpu Xin couldn't move and could only grip the sword in his hand, listening intently to the eerie, creeping sound growing louder. Just as the sound seemed to be getting closer, everything suddenly went quiet.
Huangpu Xin suddenly turned around to break free from the restrictions, but his strike hit nothing. He immediately controlled his leaning body and infused the ground with cosmic energies using his sword.
However, this time the great sword only emitted a faint light, without the divine light that had just evaded the ghostly retreat.
"Hu..." Huangpu Xin breathed a sigh of relief.
The dissipated energy left the surrounding environment tranquil.
Without needing to observe, the scene that caught the eye was a small space in the middle of an endless bamboo forest, with a small lake in the center. By the lake, there was a thatched cottage, and in front of the cottage, there was a stone table and stone stools with a game of Go set up as an endgame.
Huangpu Xin took a few steps to the stone table, about to look at the game, but his eyes suddenly narrowed. There was no dust, and there was still movement here!
Immediately alert, Huangpu Xin froze in place because he suddenly realized that the bamboo forest... seemed to be moving? The bamboo surrounding them retreated in more than one circle.
After carefully comparing the number of steps just taken, Huangpu Xin discovered that something was wrong. It wasn't just the bamboo forest that had moved, but the area enclosed by the bamboo forest was also expanding.
The lake was also rising, and the land by the lake was expanding. The expanded lake even had a thin layer of mist. Strangely, the house, the table, and Huangpu Xin standing in front of the table remained unchanged, just automatically moving away like an escalator under their feet.
The sudden change seems to be foreshadowing something, Huangpu Xin quietly waits in place without moving.
If something wakes up, it must not be a coincidence, it must be related to me and the embedded disc. The best possibility is that the place where the immortals live has arrived, and the worst possibility is being trapped here. But I still have a parallel universe to go to, so I'm not completely trapped here, and the body of the deity will not age...
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