He continued to look at the thin man and said the words that Wei Zhi had prepared for him yesterday: "My fellow countryman, we are actually from the same place, but I came here earlier than you, so I am more familiar with this place."
The thin man looked at Lin Xing with disdain and said indifferently: "Trash, unworthy."
Obviously, although Lin Xing shattered his knee, the thin man thought it was only because the opponent had attacked him first, had ambushed him, and had a magical weapon in hand.
As for the strength that Lin Xing showed at that time, in his eyes it was no different from that of other natives of the secret realm. They were all useless people with no skills. How could they be from the same place as him?
Hearing the thin man's answer, Lin Xing said, "Don't disbelieve me, we are really from the same hometown. You see, I also have skills."
While speaking, Lin Xing raised his palm like a knife and chopped forward again and again, beginning to demonstrate the first level of the sickle sword technique he had learned two days ago.
Because he didn't know how the people in the mirror world distinguished skills, and was also worried that they wouldn't be able to see the skills he had mastered, Lin Xing exerted his full strength right from the start.
"Da Zhou? That's what people in the mirror world call their place, right?" Lin Xing took note of this information and asked, "You're from the other side of the door? Do you want to go back?"
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Hearing the other party's question, Lin Xing prepared to answer again.
Old Zhong nodded and said, "I understand. The other two are more dangerous. We will find a chance for you to come into contact with them. Then you can try to get more information from them."
Lin Xing quickly stopped and waved to the two nurses: "I'm fine. Isn't this exercise time? I'm just doing some exercise to strengthen my muscles and hone my skills."
The thin man nodded secretly and sighed, "Although the strength of these natives in the secret realm is not worth mentioning, they have many tricks and many muskets, which is indeed troublesome. If I had acted secretly at the beginning, how could I have suffered the humiliation today?"
Lin Xing slightly suppressed the murderous intent and emotions that were stirring in his heart, looked at the thin man beside him, and asked, "How is it?"
His sudden action frightened the two caregivers beside him.
Feeling the murderous intent emanating from Lin Xing, the thin man's gaze finally changed slightly.
Lin Xing asked: "How do we get back?"
After returning to the ward, Lin Xing began to perform sickle sword techniques with his bare hands again.
"Intense emotions such as murderous intent, anger, and hatred gradually manifest themselves as the skills are practiced and honed. This characteristic must be cultivated through hard work in a state of full inspiration."
Seeing that Lin Xing was listening attentively, the puppet patiently said, "I am proficient in hundreds of skills and know the methods of inheritance. If I can guide you, I guarantee that you will be successful in the future. But if you want to master the skills, you must leave here and return to the Great Zhou."
Through observation in the ward during this period of time, the cat doll discovered that the monster in front of him seemed to be mentally ill in the eyes of others.
Ordinary boxing and swordsmanship might be fake, but the murderous intent emanating from the opponent was extremely familiar to the thin man.
The two nurses didn't take it seriously. After all, the sight of the two patients whispering to each other made them feel more at ease than the sight of Lin Xing waving his hands and hacking around just now.
The nurse asked, "Are you really okay?"
The doll said, "I don't understand the rules of how the door opens, old man. But since you have learned the skills, it means that you already have spiritual power in your body, and there is no spiritual power in the secret realm. So, logically speaking, under the guidance of spiritual power, the door will open around you sooner or later."
The doll responded: "Only when you have mastered more skills can you have the opportunity to understand the inheritance. Only when you understand the inheritance can you have the opportunity to go further."
"People here think he's mentally ill. Even if he tells others that I talked to him, I'm afraid no one will believe him."
"Lin Xing, don't get excited! Don't hurt other patients."
While Lin Xing was performing his sword skills, the cat doll on the bed was silently observing him.
"If it's faster, it may be a few months, if it's slower, it may be a few years, but it will eventually open."
The thin man glanced at Lin Xing and said, "My name is Jiang Hong. What's your name, little brother?"
"Call someone here quickly!"
Lin Xing smiled: "I'm really fine. I'm not sick at all. I'll be out soon."
After taking a look at the other person, Lin Xing recognized that he was the Lao Zhong who was responsible for picking him up.
On the way, Lao Zhong asked, "Did you gain anything?"
I saw his muscles and bones working together, and he chopped the air with his bare hands, making crackling sounds.
Lin Xing nodded: "Yes, he already regards me as a fellow villager. But he must let me rescue him before he will tell me how to open the door."
After thinking it over again and again, Lin Xing suddenly heard a voice in his mind: "Boy, there is no inspiration in this secret realm. It will be useless no matter how long you practice."
Lin Xing remembered the words "secret realm natives" in his heart and said, "It would be great if we could find a way to escape back."
The doll sighed, "Yeah, I haven't been home for too long."
Although he was not very good at lying, he had the answers prepared by Wei Zhi in advance and had memorized them one by one last night, so he was able to answer smoothly at this moment.
"With his talent, once he returns to the Great Zhou, his cultivation will surely advance by leaps and bounds with the infusion of spiritual energy."
"Lin Xing." Lin Xing imitated the other party's speaking style and said, "Brother Jiang, is there any way to go back?" Jiang Hong motioned him to move closer so as not to let the two caregivers on the side hear the conversation.
"I wanted to hide my identity so that I could act secretly here." Lin Xing replied, "But I happened to meet you and was targeted by the people here. That's why they finally discovered my identity and arrested me. To be honest, it was you who ruined my business."
The nurse smiled politely and immediately called the security guard to stand by.
"Besides, the people here have already checked me out, but they couldn't find out where I am..."
Lin Xing was slightly stunned when he heard this, then he looked at the doll on the bed with surprise and said, "You finally spoke! You mean I have to enter the door again to practice my skills?"
Soon after, the activity time ended and Lin Xing was sent to the ward by a middle-aged nurse with a beard.
As he demonstrated the first level of sickle swordsmanship with all his strength, his emotions began to surge, as if he had returned to the scene of the fight with the old man that day.
"The secret realm is a place without spiritual power. It is impossible for the natives here to pretend to be this."
Thinking of this, the thin man said, "Since you have such skills, why didn't you use them last time we fought?"
"So from now on, you must take me with you at all times, lest you return to the Great Zhou without me and miss out on countless magical skills."
"You helped me last time, so I will help you too. I will definitely send you home." Lin Xing asked again, "By the way, what is a spiritual inspiration?"
The doll gave a lot of mysterious explanations, but Lin Xing didn't understand anything. He only knew that this thing seemed to be everywhere in the mirror world, and that one must be in an environment with spiritual inspiration to master the skills.
The nurse patrolling outside the door listened to what Lin Xing said in the ward. He looked through the small window and found that he was talking to a doll. He shook his head helplessly and left.
(End of this chapter)