Ever since Xuanji Zhenren and the Demon Lord discovered the "charm" of video games, Zhang Shaozhong's little courtyard has completely changed.
He used to live a simple life with his two powerful wives, occasionally fighting monsters and stealing treasures.
Now, it's become a daycare for "problem children" and a rehabilitation center for internet-addicted elderly.
The Demon Lord has completely clashed with Diablo.
This powerful figure, who once commanded raging demonic flames and destroyed stars with a wave of his hand, was now sitting cross-legged on the living room carpet, clumsily tapping his fingers on the tablet screen while muttering to himself:
"You mere Fallen One, how dare you block my path? Take this... um... this red fireball!"
"This barbarian's moves are crude and devoid of any beauty; they're not even a fraction as good as my demonic arts!"
Huh? This shiny equipment... could it be what this world calls a 'magic weapon'? The stats are decent..."
Once, Zhang Shaozhong passed by and caught a glimpse of the character on his screen wearing a set of gaudy, trashy equipment. He was beaten to a pulp by a corpse in the first act on normal difficulty, and Zhang Shaozhong couldn't help but twitch his lips.
You should use your Nascent Soul stage divine sense reaction speed!
Unfortunately, the Demon Lord seemed to enjoy this "starting from scratch" "cultivation" process, resolutely refusing to use superpowers to cheat, euphemistically calling it "experiencing the pleasures of the mortal world."
As a result, he's been stuck with Blood Raven for three days now.
Ye Meier tried several times to help him fight, but he glared at her and said, "Don't interfere! I will pass the level with my own 'cultivation'!"
On the other hand, Xuanji Zhenren's "illness" is also quite serious.
He developed a strong research spirit towards Civilization VI.
The leader of the Taiqing Sect was currently facing the computer screen, his brows furrowed, clicking the mouse rapidly.
He doesn't engage in fast-paced battles; he personally commands every small-scale conflict, researching various tech trees and policy cards with a seriousness that surpasses even his focus when deducing the Heavenly Secrets Dao.
"Spectacles can ruin a nation! Stonehenge, for example, consumes enormous resources but offers little benefit to national strength; it's truly a useless commodity!"
"Why did Gandhi suddenly declare war on us? Could it be that he has a hidden warmongering nature?"
"Nuclear weapons... such a mundane path of destruction actually contains a trace of the law of 'end'? Interesting..."
When Zhang Shaozhong served him tea and water, he secretly glanced at him and thought, "Good heavens, Master Xuanji has already used Qin Shi Huang to conquer the information age and is now expanding his cities all over the world. Cultural victory is just around the corner."
This operational capability is absolutely top-tier, even in gaming forums.
It was Ling Qingxue who suffered.
Occasionally, her master would call her over to ask questions about "policy matching" and "diplomatic strategies," leaving this fairy who used to only care about cultivation and fighting completely bewildered. She would then have to bite the bullet and analyze which city-state was worth allying with.
These two big shots were so engrossed in the game that they gave Zhang Shaozhong and his two companions a rare moment of peace and quiet.
At least we don't have to worry about them suddenly attacking people or destroying our homes.
That day, Zhang Shaozhong arranged to meet with Elder Long to discuss the search for items containing spatial power.
He originally intended to go alone, but as soon as the Demon Lord heard that he was going out, he immediately looked up from the game: "Wait! I will go with you!"
Zhang Shaozhong was taken aback: "Senior, you... aren't farming Mephisto anymore?"
The Demon Lord sneered, "Trapped here day and night, how can we find a way to restore the Boundary Stone? I also need to go out and investigate... Hmm, to find clues!"
He was mainly tired of fighting bosses and wanted to get some fresh air and see what else was fun in this "mortal world".
Although Master Xuanji didn't say anything, he silently shut down his computer, stood up, and his meaning was clear—he was going too.
Zhang Shaozhong: "..." Well, it's a kindergarten group outing.
So, the quirky five set off again.
Zhang Shaozhong was driving, with Ling Qingxue in the passenger seat and three big shots crammed into the back.
Xuanji Zhenren and the Demon Lord still disliked each other, each looking out the window, with Ye Meier trying to minimize her presence between them.
As the car entered the city, it was filled with tall buildings and bustling traffic.
The Demon Lord looked at the cars speeding past outside the window and commented, "This iron box is fast enough, but it's too noisy, has no spiritual energy, and is crude."
While waiting at a red light, a sports car next to him revved its engine. The Demon Lord's blood-red eyes narrowed: "This beast dares to provoke us?"
He was about to roll down the car window to give the other person a mental shock.
Zhang Shaozhong was terrified and quickly pressed him down: "Senior! You mustn't! That's the sound of an engine! It's not a provocation! Traffic rules! You must obey traffic rules!"
Master Xuanji became interested in the traffic lights: "These three-colored magical artifacts can actually restrain the movement of thousands of iron boxes? Do they contain some kind of simple array formation?"
Zhang Shaozhong explained as he drove, feeling like a tour guide.
When we arrived at the teahouse where we had arranged to meet Elder Long, we entered the private room, where Elder Long was already waiting.
When he saw the lineup behind Zhang Shaozhong, his eyes twitched, especially when he felt the still imposing aura of Xuanji Zhenren and the Demon Lord, even though they had restrained themselves.
"Mr. Long, I'm sorry, but an elder in my family was just curious and came along to see what it was like."
Zhang Shaozhong introduced himself awkwardly.
Elder Long's lips twitched slightly. He stood up and cupped his hands in greeting: "It's alright, fellow Daoists... please sit down."
After taking their seats, Xuanji Zhenren and the Demon Lord were somewhat satisfied with the antique-style teahouse and tea set, which was at least more presentable than that "crude" villa.
Zhang Shaozhong cut straight to the point, explaining that the Boundary Stone's energy had been depleted, and asked Elder Long if he knew of any places on Earth that might contain spatial power or special energy.
After a moment of contemplation, Elder Long said, “There are indeed several suspected locations. Deep within the Kunlun Mountains lies the ‘Valley of Reincarnation,’ where space is constantly distorted, making it easy for those who enter to get lost. Beyond the East Sea lies the legend of the ‘Ruins of Return,’ said to be able to devour all things. There is also the ‘Loulan Illusion’ in the Western Desert, which appears and disappears intermittently, and is suspected to be related to space folding…”
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