Nightmare Light

Chapter 92: Meeting Again Under the Alsophila Tree

Two days later, Lin Wang returned to his home.

After a long journey, Lin Wang and the remaining soldiers closed the passage connecting to the dreamland. They have now left the fog and returned to the land of the Chu Federation.

After returning to Tangsheng City, the Light Chasers still had a lot of things to do. Lin Wang didn't need to deal with trivial matters, so he said goodbye to everyone and returned home.

In fact, he had a lot of information to process, but Lin Wang didn't want to expose himself too much in front of the Light Chaser, so he kept it to himself and decided to go home and deal with it later.

As you open the door and enter the house, a familiar and friendly atmosphere hits you.

"Ah - it's still more comfortable at home... Bullshit!"

Lin Wang shouted at the stone furniture.

A few seconds later, he sat on the sofa with a dark face, took out the spoils of this foggy journey and placed them in front of him.

Received from the calendar official, a thick leather scroll - this thing has actually been burned, but Lin Wang believes there are still clues to be mined in it;
The stone hourglass obtained from the bishop of Dawn and Dusk was kept by a bishop and could be placed as the center of a huge sacrificial array. Lin Wang believed that even in a cult like Dawn and Dusk, it must be an important secular object.
And the thing that concerned him most was the huge black feather.

The owner of this thing is the huge crow, the god worshipped by Chenhun and Zhonglin, and also the "fat man" in the mouth of the tree fern manager.

Lin Wang stared at the feather intently.

If you count the false god of the Divine Blood Cult and the weird corpse that is as big as a mountain, this crow is the third guy Lin Wang has encountered who can be considered a god.

But He is the only living "God" who can communicate.

The situation of the "mother" worshipped in the temple is still unknown.

And the tree manager... Lin Wang couldn't be sure what was behind it.

In this way, the owner of this feather is the only person Lin Wang has met so far who has left him a clear message and has the ability to communicate.

Lin Wang looked at the other two things again, and after thinking for a moment, he put the other two things away: he was not going to use Bai Huo to forcibly analyze these two things - there were experts in this world, and not everything had to be figured out by him.

Leave it to the experts to tinker with, and if it breaks, you can claim compensation.

He withdrew his gaze and looked at the feather again.

After thinking for a moment, Lin Wang lit a white fire on his hand, then reached out and touched the feather.

"I hope something good can come out of this feather."

Then the feather was ignited and instantly burned into a pool of black ash.

"Oh shit! It's over!"

Lin Wang was dumbfounded: "This thing is from a god after all, why is it so weak against burning?"

He was in a daze when the pile of ashes on the table suddenly flew up and drilled into his body!

From the ashes, an incredibly vast energy and a huge amount of knowledge appeared simultaneously in his spiritual space.

Lin Wang groaned.

That energy was simply too much and too huge. Compared to this ball of energy, the energy of the false god of the Divine Blood Cult was like a pot of water compared to a bowl of water.

Almost instantly, Lin Wang's face was covered with corpse spots, and even black air was spewing out of his mouth - this was a sign that the power of the burial system was about to be promoted.

Lin Wang felt that his body was about to explode. He gave up absorbing this power and instead transferred most of it to the tree.

Feeling the vitality coming from the Alsophila spinulosa tree, Lin Wang felt relieved.

He focused his attention on that knowledge.

Theory of Time Dimension

Slow Motion and Fast Forward

Time Management Essentials

Symbolism in Time

Twelve Simple and Delicious Barbecue Methods

"..."

An hour later, Lin Wang digested all the knowledge.

He closed his eyes and thought for a moment. When he opened them again, they were filled with the vicissitudes of time.

Lin Wang stood up, took out a piece of mutton from the refrigerator, and found the baking tray and spices.

More than twenty minutes later, a plate of sizzling barbecued meat was placed in front of Lin Wang.

"As expected of knowledge from the gods...it's really delicious when grilled..."

"But you're already a god! Why would you store up this kind of knowledge?"

"Can you be more serious?"

"...It smells so good." After eating the barbecue, Lin Wang felt that 80% of the fatigue from the continuous running around and fighting had been eliminated.

"Let's go check on those Mist Tribe people and May."

"May is just a child, so it's okay... The trouble is those Mist Tribe villagers. We have to find a way to settle them down."

Thinking of this, Lin Wang controlled his mental power, adjusted the frequency, and entered the tree space.

After entering the giant tree space and teleporting to the foot of the giant tree, Lin Wang saw that the cat girl was sleeping soundly while stuck in a groove in the tree roots.

Not far from the tree roots, Lin Wang saw the Mist Clan members and May.

only……

Lin Wang was a little confused by their behavior.

A large group of Mist Tribe members gathered in front of the tree roots, while the little girl, May, stood on a thick tree root.

May put her hands on her hips and pointed at the distant earth.

"Group One! Gu Bo is leading the team! The mission is to pick up branches!"

"Roger that!"

"Group Two! Aunt Zhao is leading the team! The mission is to make tools!"

"Got it!"

“Three groups building a house!”

"Four groups..."

Lin Wang was stunned.

May and the people of the Mist Tribe, who were assigning tasks, noticed Lin Wang's appearance, stopped what they were doing, and gathered towards him.

"Benefactor!"

“Brother uncle!”

Lin Wang waved his hand, interrupting everyone: "I say, what... is going on?"

"My benefactor, we won't be able to go back for a while, right?" said a middle-aged member of the Mist Tribe.

These people from the Mist Clan were forcibly brought from the mist into the dreamland, and then sent into the Alsophila tree space by Lin Wang.

They cannot be allowed to return to the fog for the time being, otherwise problems such as "information conflict" or "invalid registration form" may occur.

It would be fine if such a problem did not occur, but if it did, at best these Mist Clan members would die, and at worst the world would be in trouble.

Initially, when these Mist Clan members were sent into the Alsophila tree space, Lin Wang had learned about the Alsophila tree's servo function and suggested that they should not return to their original world.

"That's right." Lin Wang nodded. They had discussed this matter before, and the Mist Tribe members knew about it. "But the problem is..."

"We figured, since we're going to be living here for a while, we can't just sit around and do nothing. We have to find something to do," said a middle-aged member of the Wu tribe. "First, we need to build a place to live... Second, we should plant crops and put this land to good use."

The eyes of the Mist Tribe members sparkled with excitement: "We have never seen such good land in the mist."

"I don't object to you wanting to farm... I've been thinking about growing something here before," Lin Wang said. "But I don't understand why it's Wu Yue who's organizing you to do the work?"

Everyone looked at each other and said, "Because this kid...is the best at planning out of all of us."

"? May has this ability?" Lin Wang glanced at the little girl and then suddenly realized.

Perhaps it was because she was the computing power core "created" by the huge plan of Dawn and Dusk, so she was naturally good at planning...

"There's one thing I don't understand," Lin Wang asked the crowd. "I understand you want to farm, but do you have seeds?"

The Mist Tribe villagers looked at each other, and almost everyone laughed.

"My benefactor, the people of the Mist Tribe are always ready to move, so they always carry the most important things with them."

Several members of the Mist Tribe who were standing in front of Lin Wang reached into their pockets and then extended their hands in front of Lin Wang.

Every villager has a small cloth bag in his hand.

There are different seeds in the cloth bag.

“That’s the most important thing to us.”

The middle-aged Mist Clan member who was in the lead spoke with pride in his tone.

　I was writing a new plot outline, so I was delayed. The next chapter will be after dawn, and I guess it will be updated around noon.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)