"Why are you crying?"

"I'm sorry..." An Zhao sobbed uncontrollably, "I've always been worried that Xiaohui wouldn't survive and would die, but I didn't dare to show it... Now that he has recovered, I just..."

After hearing An Zhao's explanation, Wu Yue understood.

She once had the experience of suppressing worries about her loved ones. It was during the time when her grandmother was ill before she died.

So she patted An Zhao's arm and said, "Cry if you want to, don't hold it in."

Seeing that Wu Yue could understand, An Zhao was even more touched, his defenses were completely broken, and tears flowed down like a floodgate.

When An Hui saw this, he didn't cry with him. Instead, he held An Zhao's hand tightly and said, "Sister, I'm fine. I will accompany you in the future."

Hearing his brother's words, An Zhao quickly put away his tears and regained the strong look he had when he was hunting alone.

After wiping away her tears, she said, "Sister Wu is laughing."

"Nothing," Wu Yue smiled, "Who doesn't have a fragile side?"

An Zhao's tears were not yet dry, but when he saw Wu Yue's contagious smile, he also started laughing.

Then she said: "I'm going to cook. Sister Wu, do you want to eat together?"

The reason why she asked this was because she was afraid that Wu Yue would dislike what she made. After all, Wu Yue was so strong and clean, so she should usually eat well.

The conditions here are simple, she has no cooking skills, and the materials are very limited, so she can't cook any delicious food at all.

Wu Yue said: "I have bigu pills here. You can take one pill each. It will keep you from being hungry for a few days."

While talking, Wu Yue took out a small porcelain bottle and handed it to An Zhao.

Taking the small porcelain bottle, An Zhao hesitated habitually, but soon figured out that Wu Yue did not need to poison her and her brother to kill her, so he poured out two brown pills the size of soybeans, and An Zhao

Hui swallowed one pill alone.

As a result, not long after, she felt that her hunger was rapidly reducing, and she couldn't help but said with bright eyes: "This Bigu Pill is so magical."

Wu Yue smiled and said: "This Bigu Pill and the Peiyuan Pill I just fed to your brother are the most common pills in my Wuji Dao."

"Wuji Dao?" An Zhao immediately grasped the key point of Wu Yue's words, but was limited by his habitual thinking and knowledge and did not understand it for a while.

Wu Yuedao: "Wuji Tao is my master - I used to be just an ordinary pearl diver. Later, I was accepted as a disciple by my master and became a disciple of Wuji Tao. Then I learned martial arts and got to where I am today."

An Zhao didn't understand what the pearl divers meant, but she understood the meaning of Wu Yue's words, but she didn't dare to believe it.

So, she asked expectantly and nervously: "Did Sister Wu learn her powers through martial arts?"

Wu Yue smiled and said: "What I use is not supernatural powers, but martial arts, but I learned them all."

"Then... can I learn it?" An Zhao asked this question, and then he felt very uneasy.

Because in her opinion, if you want to get anything, you have to pay a price. And to learn Wu Yue's powerful skills, it probably not only requires a high price, but also has strict requirements.

She remembered that in some costume dramas she watched when she was a child, some sects had requirements for disciples' qualifications.

But she doesn't think she has such good qualifications.

Wu Yue was waiting for An Zhao to ask. Hearing the words, he said simply: "Of course, as long as you are willing to join my Wuji Dao and worship me as your teacher."

Hearing this, An Zhao's face flushed with excitement and he immediately said: "I do!"

Immediately, she remembered some of the TV series she had watched when she was a child. She immediately knelt down on the ground and kowtowed: "Master, please accept me as a disciple and bow to me!"

Wu Yue did not avoid it, but said seriously: "The formal apprenticeship ceremony requires three bows and tea."

Serve tea?

An Zhao was embarrassed upon hearing this.

She didn't drink tea when she was a child, and it has been more than six years since the end of the world. If she hadn't heard Wu Yue tell her, she would have forgotten about this thing.

But for a while, where could she find tea?

Is it possible that she wants to miss this great opportunity to improve herself?

Seeing An Zhao's embarrassed look, Wu Yue knew that she didn't have tea here, so she smiled and said, "This is just a courtesy. Tea is not required. You can just get a glass of plain water instead."

"Thank you Master!"

An Zhao immediately poured a glass of boiled water, then bowed three times to Wu Yue again and offered tea.

Wu Yue took the water cup and took a symbolic sip, then put it aside and asked An Zhao to get up.

Then, she told An Zhao some things about Wuji Dao——

"The Wuji Tao was founded by my master, so you are my third generation disciple of the Wuji Tao.

If you were in our world and had just started, you could only be a disciple of the outer academy. But the situation here is special, so I will accept you into the inner academy first.

The outer courtyard, the inner sect, and the true disciple are the three levels of my Wuji Dao disciples. Currently, you are the only inner disciple of Wuji Dao in this world, so in the future, if you can cultivate to a certain level, you can be promoted to the true disciple..."

After telling An Zhao some things about Wuji Dao and the rules of the sect, Wu Yue began to teach martial arts.

The first one to be taught was naturally "Wuji Gong".

In fact, this fundamental technique for disciples of the Wuji Dao in the Hou Tian Realm to the Void Realm is now so sophisticated and profound that it has long been renamed "The Wuji Sutra".

As for "Wuji Gong", it is only part of the acquired realm of "Wuji Sutra".

Wu Yue explained the first three levels of "Wuji Gong" clearly, took out a bottle of Peiyuan Pill to An Zhao, and then asked about another matter according to Su Yan's instructions.

"What is the name of your planet and this country? Where is this city? Are there any forces in this area?"

An Zhao now knew that Wu Yue came from another world, so he was no longer surprised by her questions and immediately organized words to answer them one by one.

"Seventy percent of our planet is ocean, and only 30% is land. From outer space, it is a blue planet, so it is called a blue star..."

Su Yan felt more and more weird as he listened to An Zhao's answer, because according to what An Zhao said, this was clearly a parallel world similar to the Earth in his previous life!

The country before here was called Daxia, and the place names were different from those in his previous life.

‘The world of the Republic of China is actually a parallel world of my previous life. So, does that mean that all the worlds in the simulator are related to my memory?

What is the truth behind this? Is it possible that these worlds were formed after I traveled through them?'

The more Su Yan thought about it, the more things he didn't understand, and he felt completely confused.

'Forget it, whether it's my soul passing through or the appearance of the Patriarch's simulator, it's still a mystery. It doesn't matter if there are a few more mysteries.'

Soon, Su Yan suppressed the many confusions and speculations in his heart and continued to listen to An Zhao.

Because An Zhao had just finished fifth grade before the end of the world, she did not know the background of this world and country in detail. However, she was familiar with the ruins of the city, or the area where she often moved.

This big city is called Wuhang, located in Dongyang Province in the southeast of Daxia.

As for the urban area where An Zhao was active, it was called Changshui District.

Wuhang was originally the capital of Dongyang Province, with a population of several million. After the apocalypse broke out, the place was naturally overrun with demon corpses.

But there were also many initial survivors here, so it also became a hunting ground for some monsters.

In addition, in the early days of the end of the world, the Daxia military also organized manpower to resist. Although many weapons and electricity were damaged in the spiritual energy explosion, and even expired, which greatly reduced the military's combat power, they still fought against the demonic corpses and monsters.

They fought battle after battle until they were completely defeated and evacuated Wuhang with some survivors.

For a long time after this, Wuhang became a restricted area for survivors and even monsters due to the dense presence of demon corpses.

Until three years ago, someone discovered that all the demon corpses here had been moved away at some point, and only a few were hidden.

As the news spread, survivors hiding in the surrounding areas came to the city one after another.

One is that the vegetation outside is getting denser and denser, the monsters are getting stronger, there are many poisonous insects, and some naturally formed restricted areas for life are becoming increasingly unsuitable for human survival.

Secondly, people hope to find some useful things in the ruins of this city.

An Zhao and An Hui also came with their father at that time.

Not long after they settled here, their father was attacked and killed by a demon corpse during a hunt.

From then on, An Zhaoji took on the responsibility of taking care of his younger brother, surviving in the ruins as cautiously as a mouse until today.

Because An Zhao's activities in the past two or three years have been in Changshui District, she does not know the situation in other areas of Wuhang City.

As for Changshui District, there is only one survivor force that she knows of, and that is Black Wood House.

···

‘This is the Black Wood Building?’

Wu Yue stood on the remaining cement pillar of a building and looked at another building not far away.

This building has only seven floors on the ground and is located on the edge of Changshui District, completely bordering the dense forest that engulfs the city.

What is striking is that a big tree grows on the top of this building.

Different from ordinary big trees, the trunk, branches and leaves of this big tree are all black - this is the origin of the name of Heimulou.

What is exposed from the top of the building is only a part of this black tree, but it is also seven or eight feet high. You can imagine how tall the whole tree is.

Its canopy is also quite broad, covering the entire building with some extra space, leaving the surrounding area in shadow and looking eerie.

According to An Zhao, people found that large survivor camps with a large number of people were easily attacked by groups of demon corpses, and even attracted a tide of corpses.

Therefore, today's survivor camps, or factions, only have a few hundred people at most. Most factions don't even have a hundred people, only a few dozen.
To be continued...