Over the long years and experiences, Lu Li has demonstrated his abilities with actions. The so-called "people will eventually make mistakes" does not exist for Lu Li who was crowned with honors.
Rather than "maybe Lu Li's perception was wrong," they preferred to believe that an unknown accident had occurred.
"This is good news... we have more time." Mother of the Swamp whispered, "The third alchemy tower will be handed over to me."
Still, the silence of the swamp is unsettling—it won't wait quietly for the Land of Light to seal it away.
"Where are we going next?" Claire lowered her head and asked.
"It's not us, it's me." Lu Li reached out and took off Claire.
"We! We! We! We!" Claire spread her wings and lay on Lu Li's head like she was protecting an egg.
"You still need a guide." Chris said for her daughter.
"Good sisters." Claire waved her wings to her mother.
Lu Li had no choice but to take Claire with him, ask Chris about the location of the strange jungle, hand over Midnight City to them, and head to the last forbidden area.
Swamps, foul sewers and strange jungles.
Lu Li used his own knowledge to stereotype them into wilderness, events and evil spirits. This helps to understand their rules.
The swamp is like a wilderness, full of dangers, and dangers come from all around.
Filthy sewers are like events, requiring us to face weird and bizarre situations.
The strange jungle is like an evil spirit. If you know its rules, you will be safe.
To a certain extent, the Weird Jungle is safer for Lu Li than the Corrupt Sewers - there is no precedent to prove that the Corrupt Sewers will regard the Crown of Knowledge as one of their own, especially when Lu Li obtained it from an illusion. But the Weird Jungle Lu Li can only abide by
Its rules - even if they are not followed, human nature and the Tree Whisperer will bring the strange jungle close.
"We might be able to find survivors in the Weird Jungle."
"You said the same thing when the sewers were dirty."
The vast dark wilderness passed by beneath his feet. Strange groups of people squirming like bacteria, strange leaders and evil gods that were slightly larger than ants or insects reminded Lu Li of ant boxes and sandbox theories.
As a result, there are no traces of survivors in the Corrupt Sewers - although those survivors escaped the sinking of Midnight City, their isolation and helplessness caused them to die one after another on the way to the nearby god town, the Corrupt Sewers, and the curse.
Some of them became part of the filthy sewer, but they also lost themselves.
"Do you still remember the curse of the swamp?" Lu Li suddenly asked.
"'Dark Yellow Poison Killing'? Mother has been prepared for it for a long time."
At least they won't let the swamp contaminate them with the curse again.
Known as the "Dark Yellow Poison Killing", it is the main culprit of Midnight City's silent disappearance - most of the survivors outside Midnight City suffered bad luck at the same time.
Lu Li thought of something: "Are there any heritage treasures left in Midnight City?"
"I'll tell you if there is any," Claire replied.
A canyon-like straight fissure appeared in the distance.
Lu Li fell down at the edge of the strange jungle.
Like ants under the tree roots raising their heads, each of those terrifying giant trees is like an alchemy tower, with twisted, weird-shaped lush branches blocking the sky, forming a dark forbidden place.
Lu Li released the cursed title, but it was not the dreamer, but the Tree Whisperer that only filled the whole body. The saplings whose crowns were only higher than Lu Li shed a pure white light, just like before.
Claire wanted to land on a branch out of curiosity, and then passed straight through Annie's shadow, almost falling, shaking her head to catch up with the extended grass.
It was like an elf in a fairy tale breaking into a dark forest - Lu Li walking on the humus among the giant trees gave Claire this feeling.
"How do you call upon the consciousness of the strange jungle?"
"Like what happened before."
Lu Li, who maintained the Tree Whisperer, released the dreamer and ascended into the sea of trees that covered the clouds.
The tangled and twisted branches squirmed and faded away as Lu Li approached, as if afraid of light. They were close but not pious - the tree whisperer just made Lu Li equal to them. But Lu Li did not feel the existence of consciousness from them.
Maybe this place is located on the edge of the forest, and the strange dense forest cannot respond to Lu Li's call.
He wants to go deeper.
Continuing forward, the halo behind us gradually faded away. About 10 miles away, a forest cabin appeared in front of us with its back against a giant tree.
It was unlikely that there were survivors here, and as Lu Li imagined, this forest hut not far from the exit was deserted. There were only charcoal and ashes in the stove, and the firewood basket next to it was empty.
After a short search, Lu Li left the hut and headed to the second hut deep inside.
"Did you come out along this road in the first place?" Claire chirped on Lu Li's head, "What did you encounter?"
"That book is very detailed."
"Which book, "The Sunken Land"? I want to hear you talk~ Talk, talk, talk~"
Claire's noise became the only sound in this dark and silent place.
The second forest hut appeared, Lu Li walked in, and Claire suddenly jumped out exclaiming: "There is a note here!"
Lu Li also saw it, stretched out his hand, and Claire held the note back in her palm.
[There is not enough firewood... The last hut has no firewood either. I don’t know what happened outside. Now I have to go inside...]
Time in the strange jungle has almost stopped. Lu Li has no way of knowing how long this note has been there. The heater has long since cooled down.
Lu Li continued to move forward and found a note in the third forest hut.
[I don’t know what’s going on outside, I can’t go back... If anyone replenishes firewood and sees this note and doesn’t hear anything... come and save me with firewood]
Lu Li tried to contact the consciousness deep in the canopy here, but he was still too far away to call.
Following the footsteps of the unknown survivors, we came to the fourth wooden house, where there was still a note.
[I met another group of survivors. They actually burned firewood to keep warm... I can’t blame them. They don’t know what’s going on outside, and neither do I. The remaining firewood is not enough for us to go back, and we must continue to move forward. But what if?
If one hut is not enough, we have to go to the next hut. If the next hut is not enough... I hope luck is on our side]
Lu Li came to the next wooden house, where there was also a note.
【not enough】
Then there is the next wooden house.
【not enough】
Next to the next wooden house.
【Still not enough】
Lu Li realized at this moment that they could not go back.
They may also realize that hope is being swallowed up bit by bit.
At the edge of the deep forest, the wooden house here has not yet been built. There are some tibia and leg bones scattered around the wooden house with a missing roof and a wall.
An ax looks like an arrow on the city wall embedded in the giant tree behind the wooden house, with a hand bone hanging on the ax handle.
There was a last note sandwiched between the wooden boards of the wooden house:
[We had internal strife. They stayed and we moved forward. They were right... We were wrong. The hut here was not built and we couldn't get out]