"We can't get out!"
"How can we not get out?"
Controlling the Puppet Person, Zhao Qian had just arrived at the town gate when he discovered that the roads and rivers visible in the distance became blurry as he approached.
Once he actually stepped through the gate, nothing remained but a hazy expanse of fog.
The town...
Had been sealed off!
That wasn't all.
After the Puppet Person stood at the gate for only a few breaths, his connection with it began to fade.
"Damn it!"
He hurriedly controlled the Puppet Person to return.
He refused to give up.
The town could actually be left from the front, back, left, or right.
It was just that there was a road at the front gate.
That was the main passage in and out.
Behind the back gate was Old Mountain, its peaks rolling one after another. Apart from hunting and gathering firewood, few people went there. Strange and Evil Spirits often appeared deep in the mountains, and the town had originally been built here precisely to resist them.
To the town's left and right were small rivers.
They wound and twisted, requiring people to cross bridges. Beyond the bridges were fields, while the winding paths made travel difficult.
Moreover, those three directions were relatively far from his home.
Naturally, they had not been his first choice.
But now, he could no longer afford to worry about that.
"Once I get out."
"I'll go to the county... No, I'll go to the prefectural city... I'll invite the County City God here and have him completely purge these reckless bastards!"
He ground his teeth.
He seethed with hatred.
Tens of thousands of people!
Not only had his own town been destroyed, but the surrounding villages and nearby towns had suffered as well.
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