The violent wind had just died down, but the gloomy rain refused to let up.
Early the next morning, Du En and the others did not repair the small courtyard. They dug the two Grey Jackals out of the junk pile, then found the handcart buried beneath sundry objects and loaded it up before hurrying away from their residence.
Even when struck by the natural disaster of a super typhoon passing through, the low-level cultivators living in the Shack District outside the city still had to go to work. They simply had no room to stop.
Thus, the moment they stepped outside, they could see people walking along the blocked roads and people struggling to escape from collapsed houses.
They were still shaken, their faces deathly pale, and some were injured, but they continued trudging forward with the same pace as before, straining onward through the hardship.
Unless they had turned into a cold corpse!
Amid the standing water and light rain, various corpses lay scattered beneath the wreckage. Soaked until they were pale and swollen, they looked especially glaring in the gloomy light.
"Thank goodness, thank goodness. The root of my illness has almost completely healed. Otherwise, I might have been blown away a little earlier than Little Wei and ended up like this."
Ning Caize still looked shaken.
After expressing those feelings, he conscientiously ran off with the others to clear the road so the handcart could pass.
Du En, meanwhile, stayed by the cart.
The two Grey Jackals pulling the cart grew tense.
The reason was simple: the buriers had packed all their visibly valuable possessions in advance and placed them on the handcart.
Naturally, the people who had just suffered a great calamity would begin coveting them and wanting to seize them!
Not to mention that these neighbors had always enjoyed looking down their noses at Du En and the others. Now, their eyes naturally stared straight over, and there were so many of them that it was unnerving.
They had suffered considerable losses last night. Now, for the sake of survival, they would naturally be a little bolder than usual.
But there was only one problem.
Not to mention, they had suffered heavy casualties. The crowd was scattered and exhausted, clearly lacking any strength to spare.
Thus, although they were extremely covetous and greedy, they ultimately did not dare to seize anything by force.
Even if they wanted to steal something and run, Du En's presence guarding the cart left them no opportunity.
Or rather, they did not dare approach any closer.
When they met those calm eyes, all they felt was unease and dread!
In the end, they could only watch helplessly as the roadblocks were cleared and the buriers sat on their cart and rumbled away.
"That scared me to death! I thought those bastards were going to swarm us!"
Only after they had left the main road and reached the corpse-transport path did Wei Ming finally let out a breath.
There had been far too many strange looks cast their way along the road.
They were not the only ones doing this.
Because they feared that when they left home, their houses—left in complete disarray and exposed for all to see—would be looted by others, many people chose to bring their belongings with them to work, even though that only increased their burden.
In other words, the buriers were already in a lowly position and looked down upon by others, so people instinctively treated them as soft persimmons that were easy to squeeze.
Of course, after weighing things in practice, they would discover that the risks clearly outweighed the gains.
The main reason was Du En. Sitting in the most conspicuous spot, his mere silhouette was enough to make many greedy people stop in their tracks.
That was why they had made it here safely.
They arrived at the Corpse Burial Wasteland.
The overseer, Ren Li, had not arrived yet, and the corpse carriers were still transporting corpses here.
Smack~
The corpse slammed into the cold pool of water, sending a string of droplets flying.
The buriers did not participate. They stopped to one side and silently waited.
During this process, Ning Caize, Wei Ming, and the others hurriedly took the chance to recover. They had been kept awake all night, and would soon have to work and exert themselves again. With the weather still gloomy and rainy, if they did not regain some strength now, the consequences would definitely be unpleasant.
Du En also looked as though he had closed his eyes to rest, but in reality, he was silently circulating his energy and carefully sensing the surrounding situation.
After the Yellow Earth Technique broke through to Grand Master, its greatest and most prominent feature was the resonance and response between himself and the earth and soil. Although it was still weak and not particularly deep, compared with before, it was worlds apart.
Thus, the instant he sensed it, information flowed in. It was merely extremely abstract and vague, accompanied by some noisy, faint, and piercing auditory hallucinations.
"No, it's too vague and chaotic."
"It's because my cultivation is too low. Besides, the technique itself doesn't have a high enough limit or sufficient depth..."
After all, he was still in the Early Qi Refining stage, and this was only a low-grade technique.
Du En did not continue.
When he opened his eyes, the corpse carriers had already hurriedly finished their work. Xu Ran had been so busy that he had not even had time to greet him. Now, he was waving from a distance before leaving with the others.
There was plenty of work for them to do over the next few days!
Today, however, the number of corpses to be buried was not particularly large.
The main reason was that collecting corpses took some time as well.
"You all keep resting. I'm going to search the corpses."
Neither the corpse collectors nor the corpse carriers had had enough time during yesterday's typhoon to carefully search the corpses for leftover valuables, so now it was Du En's turn.
The others continued to seize every moment to rest while he strolled over to the corpses.
After sensing them, he began reaching into their stomachs and intestines.
Ordinary impoverished people from the Underlying Layer generally had no leftover wealth hidden on them. They were not members of the Bully Gang either, so they likewise did not possess much.
Thus, today Du En only dug out a dozen or so Low-grade Spirit Stones.
"Just right. The small remainder I had saved up was used up long ago. These odds and ends can fill the gap for now and let me rebuild the small courtyard..."
Du En considered how to use them.
At that moment, Ren Li sauntered over.
The gloomy rain did not wet his clothes. He appeared exceptionally relaxed and composed in the rain, and the typhoon that had passed through last night had clearly not affected him in the slightest.
As soon as he came over, he saw Du En searching the corpse.
The corpse had swollen and turned pale from being soaked in water, and looked extremely disgusting. A trace of disdain could not help flashing through his eyes.
"I see none of you have suffered any casualties. That's naturally excellent. Mm, everything proceeds as usual today. That's all."
As usual, he said this despite being called the overseer while in reality not overseeing anything at all. Every day, he merely found a place in the wasteland to sit cross-legged, looking as though he were cultivating.
Today, however, Du En immediately sensed that something was different on Ren Li's end.
"So he really is seeking insight. This nominal overseer position was created specifically for this purpose..."
His earlier conjecture had been confirmed.
The Corpse Burial Wasteland truly did conceal strange mysteries. If someone possessed the relevant method, it was perfectly normal for them to come here specifically to seek insight.
Since others could seek insight, Du En naturally could as well.
He had already obtained that ticket!
Thus, during today's burial work, he would occasionally find a gap to silently circulate his energy and sense the process of Ren Li's insight.
Ren Li sought insight into the wasteland, while Du En sought insight into him.
He was mainly learning the insight-seeking method of this man of extraordinary origins, using it as his own point of entry and leverage.
"It seems this will be a relatively long process."
As he secretly observed, Du En could basically determine that Ren Li had been coming here for more than half a year. At present, his progress was still in a rather delicate state: he had already worked hard to do everything properly, yet the wasteland continued to treat him with indifference, offering no response.
Even though Du En had more or less secretly learned that method of seeking insight, relying on the Grand Master-level Yellow Earth Technique only made the situation slightly better.
"Is this a matter of accumulating results through patient, water-milling effort? If so, it suits me quite well."
Du En was not discouraged, because this was his strong suit.
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