night.

Feng Yu left Lu Ban's house and took Qin Tiantian back with him.

The house became quiet again.

Lu Ban rubbed Laika's dog head and then went downstairs.

The three snowmen Qin Tiantian piled up are still there, each showing their own weirdness.

After a day of warmth from the sun, a lot of the snow has melted. I believe that in a few days, the snow will completely melt, revealing the earth again.

As the saying goes, auspicious snow means a good harvest. I don’t know whether the heavy snow caused by this evil god can make this year’s harvest better.

Among these three snowmen, Lu Ban eliminated the last one first.

Dusk City was not the foreign land he needed to pay attention to. This foreign land had too little connection with him.

As for whether it is the abandoned city or this world, Lu Ban feels that Jiang Chengshan should be the one he needs to focus on understanding. After all, it is right next to his home. If there are really some strange things there, they need to be resolved as soon as possible.

Maybe I can find a companion for this mission, and I picked up a Tristana.

However, the "Song in the Rain" by Heming Taoist may not be in the abandoned city, and there may not be a real Heming Taoist. Lu Ban roughly understood this after using the "Knowledge of a Madman" ten times in a row.

"It's you."

Lu Ban made a decision.

A few days later, Lu Ban packed his luggage, sent messages to Qin Tiantian, Feng Yu and others, and then went downstairs again.

The snow has almost completely melted, but the three snowmen are still standing there.

Lu Ban came to the snowman in the middle and pushed it gently.

This mission only has two difficulty levels: [Alienation] and [Sublimation]. Lu Ban did not hesitate and directly chose the [Sublimation] difficulty.

At this point, if you still choose a low difficulty, what’s the difference between you and a salted fish?

The next moment, the snowman turned into drifting snow and wrapped Lu Ban in it.

The snow curtain in the sky turned into the description text of the system, flowing down like a waterfall.

【Nine Classes】

[In troubled times, the storm is raging, the building is about to collapse, the strange is resurrected, all kinds of people, see you again]

[Yin Yang Eyes, Storyteller, Paper Cutter, Corpse Tailor, Picking Stars, Moving Mountains to Find Dragons, Walking Hundred Miles]

[The lower nine classes also have their own lower nine classes world. Xuanjun is the king of the underworld. Every ten years, all kinds of strange people gather in Jiangcheng Mountain to decide who will be the new Xuanjun.]

[However, the ambush of foreign countries is ready to move, and the turbulent situation is becoming increasingly confusing. It is still unknown whether the destiny will be fulfilled.]

[Mission Difficulty: Sublimation]

[Mission Objective: Become Xuanjun]

[Mission Objective: Investigate the secrets of Jiangcheng Mountain]

[“Who agrees and who disagrees with what I just said?”]

[Do you want to enter the quiet place?]

【whether】

"You want me to be the one who speaks?"

Lu Ban felt that he was just an ordinary chosen one of God. How could he become the leader of these low-class people?

However, the Land of Silence asked him to be the leader, so Lu Ban could only do it reluctantly.

At worst, after completing the mission, I can pass the position to others. Wouldn't that be a good thing?

As for the secret of Jiangcheng Mountain, Lu Ban himself was also very curious. After hearing what the Land of Silence said, he became even more curious.

After pressing [Yes], Lu Ban saw that the snowflakes turned into some blurry images with different colors.

The world around me started to melt away.

It was the first time that he used the passage to the Land of Silence when completing a mission in his own world.

[The speed of time in the Quiet Place is inconsistent with the outside world]

[The time ratio of this journey is: 1:1]

[Heading to destination]

Lu Ban felt as if he had been hit by a train. His bones were almost falling apart. He also felt as if he had been submerged in water and was at a loss as to what to do.

The next moment, Lu Ban's feet touched the solid ground.

He found himself on a train.

This train was obviously more dilapidated than modern ones, and there were no first-class or second-class sleeper berths, only seat tickets.

There were all kinds of people on the train, most of them wore old-fashioned clothes, and their eyes were mostly numb and indifferent.

A middle-aged man carrying a shoulder pole passed by on the road, saying "make way" while enduring the disdainful looks from both sides.

"Jiangcheng is almost here, Jiangcheng is almost here."

The conductor shouted as he walked over and came face to face with the middle-aged man.

"If you want to get off, hurry up and don't take up space here."

"Okay, okay."

The middle-aged man came to the place where he got off the bus.

Lu Ban sat by the window and looked out.

The fields were barren, and it seemed that no crops had been planted for some time. On the high ridges, some straw, cloth and other debris were piled up and were being burned, emitting thick black smoke.

Closer to the city, you can see some farmers standing in the fields, just looking at the trains with numb expressions on their faces.

The black smoke from the burning thing drifted toward the sky, forming an explanation of the system's coldness and indifference.

[In troubled times, human life is worthless]

[On the surface, Jiangcheng has gathered the winds and clouds of the times, and people from all over the world come here to perform a big drama]

[Behind the scenes, fellow disciples from the nine classes also came here to exchange ideas and learn from each other. It is a rare sight.]

[As time goes by, some traditions have faded away, but some persist and remain fresh]

[Mission Difficulty: Sublimation]

[Mission Objective: Become Xuanjun]

[Mission Objective: Investigate the secrets of Jiangcheng Mountain]

These words dissipated like smoke. When the train entered the city, I could see soldiers in military uniforms marching in formation, foreigners in suits walking around in a swagger, pedestrians on the side of the road walking hurriedly, and beggars in the corners resting with their eyes closed.

The smoke of war can be smelled even here, but Lu Ban's mission has nothing to do with this era. He turned his gaze back to the car.

A child in a short-sleeved shirt was saying "make way, make way" as he walked between those who wanted to get off the bus. Lu Ban glanced at him and saw that his hands were restless and reached into someone else's pocket and took out a wallet.

Lu Ban was about to speak when the passenger next to him suddenly held him down.

"Accomplice?"

Lu Bandao was not a messenger of justice, he was just acting bravely out of instinct. He glanced at the man wearing sunglasses and inexplicably felt that he looked familiar.

"I'll take care of it."

The man said something and then stood up.

Lu Ban saw him pass by the child and take the wallet back from the child's arms at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye.

"Sir, you dropped your wallet."

The man said something to the person whose wallet was stolen.

"Oh, ah, thank you so much, thank you so much."

The man whose wallet was stolen was very surprised, and then he took out a banknote from his wallet and stuffed it into the man's pocket to express his gratitude. It can be seen that there was quite a lot of money in the wallet, a thick stack.

The train arrived at the station and the man got off as well. Lu Ban followed behind him and found it quite interesting.

"You call this a legitimate way of doing things?"

Lu Ban asked curiously.

"Not really, it's just that I have good eyesight and can't tolerate too much dirt in my eyes."

He took off his sunglasses and bowed to Lu Ban.

"My name is He Chong. Are you here for the battle for Xuan Jun as well?"