Chapter 38: The Banquet Begins! So It's You, You Rascal!

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Wu Wang circled back to his dilapidated little hut outside the village and saw the girl version of Wu Xiaoyou sitting on the bed, swinging her legs in utter boredom.

Just as he was about to open his mouth to say something,

he suddenly coughed violently twice.

A metallic, bloody taste surged up his throat; Wu Wang instinctively spat to the side without manners, since the ground was already as filthy as a garbage dump anyway.

【Mental Power: 35——30】

"Hah-tuh!"

Instantly, the atmosphere inside the hut froze solid.

The girl version of Wu Xiaoyou looked at the ground in some surprise; the thing he had spat out was actually a pool of black blood emitting a foul stench!?

Wu Wang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said indifferently, "I've got a bit of internal heat lately; even my phlegm has turned red. Just drink some Wanglaoji later and it'll be fine."

Not a chance, bro!

That clearly isn't phlegm!

You're not about to die, are you!

Ignoring Wu Xiaoyou's strange expression, he pulled that big white steamed bun from his pocket, handed it over, and said, "You eat something to fill your stomach first; when we go out to feast tonight, I'll sneak some more back for you."

After watching the other person take it,

Wu Wang finally turned around and sat on the other end of the bed.

Rolling up his sleeve and staring at the red vertical pupil on his wrist, faint whispers began to appear in his ears, and his body started itching as if something were wriggling and growing beneath his skin.

【Mental Power: 30, 29, 28...】

Under the stimulation of the Abyss God Mark, Wu Wang's gaze gradually grew vacant, his mental processes seemed sluggish, yet his state became increasingly manic.

"Cough, cough, cough... I don't believe it... can you be more awesome than the Abyss God?" Wu Wang grinned and muttered to himself.

The moment he coughed just now, he realized something was wrong.

The time he died pierced by bone spikes, he had already resurrected when he hit the ground; logically, he should be in peak condition right now.

Coughing up black blood was clearly a problem.

Combining this with the old village chief saying he needed to find the Great God of Yin Yuan to deal with him, it was obvious Wu Wang himself was not that so-called Great God of Yin Yuan.

Right now, it looked a bit like a curse such as a falling head, affecting him no matter where he was.

Moreover, this thing wouldn't dissipate upon death; even if he resurrected once, he would still be affected.

But, none of that mattered!

Even if they doxxed him, he wouldn't be afraid!

Was he afraid of such low-level tricks?

What curse of yours has the qualification to clash with our big brother Abyss God?

"Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle... Ah!"

As expected, when Wu Wang stared at the red vertical pupil, his brain filled with eerie whispers, and his Mental Power began to plummet rapidly toward a certain critical point,

a strange sound rang out from his back.

It sounded like something being burnt to a crisp, sizzling away, before finally ending in a scream and vanishing into nothingness.

【Mental Power: 15】

Wu Wang abruptly shifted his gaze away.

Grinning with his mouth wide open, panting heavily, he laughed, "How was it? Staring directly at the Abyss God doesn't feel good, right? I hope you don't turn into a tentacle monster; this is the confidence the Abyss God gives me!"

Not everyone could withstand the strange mental shock of staring directly at the red vertical pupil like Wu Wang.

He could just say, "Whatever, I'll just die."

Others, even ghosts, couldn't take that step.

The existence behind the curse had definitely been doxxed hard by the red vertical pupil through the mark just now.

That scream was truly miserable.

Truly hammering you along the network cable!

Turning around, Wu Xiaoyou's eyes became even stranger.

She held the bun and gnawed on it like a hamster, mumbling indistinctly, "How long do I have to stay here? It's so boring."

She didn't mention a single word about the strange phenomena on Wu Wang's body.

She knew that was the other person's secret.

Since the other person hadn't brought it up actively, she wouldn't ask; although she didn't understand what was going on with that crazy state, she chose to respect it.

"Second... don't rush; you'll stay at most three days. If you're really bored, I'll figure out a way to let you go out tomorrow," Wu Wang said cheerfully.

In a sense, the broken hut was actually very safe.

Almost no villagers would come here.

The girl Second Sister was very safe here.

At least for the time being.

But hiding forever was definitely not an option; the dungeon wouldn't allow such loopholes for him to exploit; eventually, he still had to figure out what the Great Sacrifice of Yin Yuan was about.

After feeding her, Wu Wang double-jumped and left the hut again.

Now, he was going to explore outside the village.

This trip lasted several hours.

When he returned again, the sky was nearing dusk.

He had learned almost everything about the surrounding environment.

The entire Yin Yuan Village was surrounded by mountains, and basically consisted of uninhabited forests; there wasn't even a normal mountain road leading out.

Not only that, the deeper Wu Wang ventured into the forest, the more severely his sense of direction failed him.

In the end, dazed and confused, he circled back to Yin Yuan Village.

He had to remember that last year, to practice his wilderness survival skills, he had trekked across several mountain ranges and forests in the country hailed as "Life-Forbidden Zones," using nothing but a knife identical to Bear Grylls's for the entire journey.

He had ruthlessly ganked wild monsters in the wild zone.

From rats at the bottom to crocodiles at the top.

None could escape Wu Wang's hunt.

If nothing unexpected happened, even a normal adventurer or several professional teams combined would not be as experienced as Wu Wang alone.

To lose one's sense of direction under such circumstances.

Clearly, some mysterious, invisible force nearby was manipulating things, refusing to allow him to leave.

Seeing the sky grow dark.

Li Shen had said she would take him to a feast in the village; he had to return early and hide in the dilapidated house to avoid her noticing anything unusual.

"Er Wa! Are you asleep? Auntie's here to take you to eat!" Li Shen's bold voice rang out.

Wu Xiaoyou silently adjusted that ugly hat.

The little beggar had said that wearing this thing while crouching would make others unable to see him; she didn't know if his brain had snapped, but she actually believed such ghostly nonsense.

Click—

The door opened.

With a bandage wrapped around her neck, Li Shen forced a smile and entered, her expression toward Wu Wang tinged with pity.

She knew this poor child would be sacrificed to the Great God of Yin Yuan in two days.

Let him eat two good meals over these next two days.

Better to be a gluttonous ghost on the road to the Underworld.

"Auntie, why are we going out to eat? What good thing is happening?" Wu Wang's eyes suddenly turned wise, and he asked foolishly while biting his finger.

Having spoken, he dug his nose and wiped the dirty matter onto Li Shen's clothes.

Wu Xiaoyou nearby nearly burst out laughing.

It was hard for her to imagine this was an act.

After all, he really looked like a stupid little madman!

Li Shen spoke as gently as possible: "We are going to hold a sacrifice for the Great God of Yin Yuan the day after tomorrow. Starting today, we must feast for three consecutive days. Only by making it grand and magnificent will the Great God of Yin Yuan be pleased and bring the village favorable weather and abundant harvests."

Saying this, she took a length of coarse hemp rope and tied it around Wu Wang's neck, fearing he might run away.

Then, as if leading some small animal, she dragged the little madman in her eyes out the door.

Until they left, she never once looked at Wu Xiaoyou.

She was completely stunned.

This ugly hat really works!?

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Wu Wang and Li Shen chatted cheerfully all the way, seemingly rambling nonsense and asking foolish questions.

In reality, every two or three sentences were interspersed with one sentence gathering information about the village's situation.

He paid no attention to the highly insulting coarse hemp rope around his neck.

After all, in his eyes—

Li Shen was merely a corpse speaking.

She, and indeed everyone in Yin Yuan Village, would soon pay the price they deserved. Since the main quest was unclear, he would just improvise.

Sacrifice himself in three days?

By then, their natural lifespans would be exhausted!

Just as Wu Wang had told that group of murderers in the novice instance—he had never claimed to be a good person. In a sense, no one in the world despised life more than Wu Wang.

So now, there was no need to get angry with corpses.

The two arrived at the square.

Wu Wang's first glance did not notice the magnificent decorations around him, nor did he observe the vast crowd of villagers gathered in the square, where every table held a spectacular whole roasted sheep and suckling pig.

In his eyes, there was now only one thing—

That was the platform in the center of the square where the Old Village Chief sat, upon which stood a sign dozens of meters tall.

Carved upon it was a lifelike eye.

Judging by its overall shape and color scheme.

It was almost exactly a refined Plus version of the red vertical pupil on the inner side of his wrist.

Damn it! Why is it you again, you damn bitch!

Has this instance been corrupted too?

Abyss God, you deserve to die ten thousand deaths!