"The Pythagorean Theorem!"
"L'Hôpital's Law!"
Cheng Yi couldn't help but envy his disciples' optimism.
It’s good not to be afraid of death.
Does that mean that even if I die, the sect leader can resurrect me?
Putting aside the random thoughts in his mind, Cheng Yi immersed himself in the exploration of his spiritual consciousness.
Seven Villages.
A dirt road with buildings on both sides.
Some houses had their doors half-open, and there was a lounge chair in the yard, and next to the chair was a palm-leaf fan.
There was a wooden cart on the side of the road, with the reins and saddle harness lying in front of it.
Inside the sheep pen, the feed in the trough had become somewhat rotten, but there were no mosquitoes or flies hovering around.
All living things that should have existed seemed to have suddenly disappeared at a certain point in time.
There is no trace to be found.
In Cheng Yi's knowledge, there is no monster that can achieve a similar effect.
Could it be some kind of weirdness?
Weird is a synonym for a phenomenon.
Unlike demons and evil spirits which have fixed entities, weird things can have no entity, or of course they can have one.
Maybe it will spread in some form, or it will suddenly appear in a certain location.
There are many causes of this, some can be eliminated, some cannot, or perhaps, the methods of eliminating them have not been found.
Almost all weirdness is harmful.
Cheng Yi is not good at dealing with weird things. If it really is weird, then it will be troublesome...
In a trance, Cheng Yi suddenly discovered something was wrong.
Looking around, it is still the same Seven Villages.
but.
The players who were making so much noise before, now disappeared without a single one left.
Cheng Yi felt a chill down his spine.
…
"Damn it, why did he die?!"
A message popped up in the player group.
"Seven Villages' annihilation team raise your hands."
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"What are the Seven Villages? Did they trigger some new incident? Tell me in detail, bro!"
One player recounted their experience in detail, from Wang Fu's request for help to their death in Qixiang Village, which actually made the other players excited.
"Turtle, new plot! I can't miss this!"
"This plot is clearly beyond our current level of strength! We died before even seeing a single monster!!"
"Don't panic, I took a screenshot!"
A player posted a screenshot of the game.
The content of the picture is the deserted Qicun Village.
Same streets, same buildings.
However, the overall look is very gloomy.
"What hell filter?"
"It's not a filter!" said the player who posted the picture. "These are the last few frames of my video, right before I died."
"What the hell are these ghost photos!?"
"Holy crap! There's a ghost face on the wall!!"
"May the family be safe and sound! May the family be safe and sound!"
As one player pointed it out, the other players in the group also discovered the presence of a face in the picture.
The shapes of human faces vaguely appear on the walls, buildings, and the ground, densely packed one next to the other... At first glance, they seem to be just patterns, but upon closer inspection, they are definitely human faces!
People's facial expressions are also varied, some are numb, some are sad, and some are painful. In this case, a smiling face is even more creepy.
"Isn't this a cultivation game? How did it turn into a horror game? I'm scared!"
"Demon slaying is also part of the game of cultivating immortality. If you don't like it, don't play [funny face]."
"Big guys, hurry up, I'm waiting for your good news..."
Several players still had a few hours left before their resurrection, and since they couldn't sleep, they began spreading the picture and sharing their experiences in various communities on the Internet.
Since it was still late at night, it didn't cause much stir.
…
Lu Qing was on Ningqing Peak, paying attention to the status of the players on the assistant panel.
He immediately discovered that the status of the players who went to Qixiang Village had changed to reviving.
"The team is wiped out? There really is a problem... Can't even Cheng Yi solve it?"
Fortunately, Cheng Yi's condition appeared normal.
But Lu Qing always had a bad feeling in his heart.
What if even Cheng Yi can't solve it...
The world seems to be really dangerous, and the old man is not exaggerating.
The fact that the immortal cultivation sects were evacuating Chaoyun Province was not groundless. They must have anticipated some unmanageable situation, which was why they fled in advance.
Lu Qing scratched his head, making his long hair look like a bird's nest.
No, we have to make some preparations.
…
"Brother, brother, it's that direction again, this time there's black air rising into the sky..." Cheng Ling pushed the compass in front of Cheng Hui, and while his attention was on the compass, she picked up a piece of braised pork from Cheng Hui's bowl with a chopstick.
"It's actually black energy." Cheng Hui intercepted the braised pork midway with his chopsticks and gently lifted it up, allowing it to fall accurately back into his bowl. "You come and analyze it."
As Chenghui said this, he put the piece of meat into his mouth.
Cheng Ling looked at Cheng Hui with disdain and said, "You can't even bear to part with a piece of meat. How stingy."
"I'll let you analyze the black energy!"
Chenghui used his chopsticks to grab the last piece of meat in Chengling's bowl and quickly put it into his mouth.
Cheng Ling was unable to stop it and could only watch the meat in the bowl fly away. She could only stare at Cheng Hui with grievance and anger, pouting and saying nothing.
"Master said that the law of nature is cyclical and there will be retribution. If you don't steal my meat, I will naturally not steal your meat. You have brought this upon yourself, so don't blame others." Chenghui was unmoved.
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