The Beauty Ming Yi

It seemed that in that silent Jue Town, there were many, many indigenous inhabitants. And each of them looked... how to describe it? To Wu Hen, they didn't feel like normal living people; they felt more like NPCs!

Their actions were monotonous, their expressions dull, and their thinking chaotic.

They had originally been living people walking within the Otherworld, but as they walked, they became lost, their souls discarded!

Clearly, their consciousnesses had not returned here either.

"This can be considered a test for you. If you can successfully find the Nuwa Divine Terminal upon your second entry into the Otherworld, we will promote you to a formal member. In that case, your family will receive the right to dependent protection. If your rank is high enough, they can live in peace and quiet forever, without having to face the hideousness of the Otherworld!" the woman in the purple headscarf said.

"Can all three of them avoid facing that world?" When Wu Hen heard this, the look in his eyes changed completely.

"All of humanity is striving to save the Nuwa Divine Terminal. As long as the Nuwa Divine Terminal remains, this place remains, and naturally, some people can continue to sleep soundly. Besides, the spirits of us travelers need a place to rest. We cannot walk in the Otherworld for too long; we must return here to cleanse ourselves every so often, otherwise..." the woman in the purple headscarf said.

"Otherwise, we will become Lost Ones, and our souls will be completely extinguished?" Wu Hen said.

"Correct. You grasp things very thoroughly."

"Thank you, Bodhisattva, for telling me so much." Wu Hen nodded.

He was lucky; at least he was adapting to everything ahead faster than those who were completely unprepared.

Presumably, there were countless families right now questioning, roaring in anger, and feeling incomparably pained and lost about the path ahead!

"What Bodhisattva? Just call me Ming Yi!" Ming Yi's smile was bright. Presumably, in informal situations, she was a very lively and cheerful person.

"Alright, beauty Ming Yi." Wu Hen did not stint on his praise.

At this moment, Ming Yi's eyes curved into clear crescents, truly worthy of the title of beauty.

"May we meet in the desolate dust."

"Good!" Wu Hen nodded.

Beside the courtyard wall under the old building, the man who had come with Ming Yi was waiting patiently.

The man in the leather jacket was playing with a high-end lighter in his hand, a cigarette at his lips, though it remained unlit.

"Captain Qin," Ming Yi called out.

"How is that kid? Are you sure he has synesthesia?" the man with the cigarette asked.

"Mm, he has auditory synesthesia. During our conversation, I was consistently using a mosquito-like whisper, yet he heard every word I said clearly," Ming Yi said.

"What about other aspects?" Captain Qin asked.

"Likely nothing else. He complimented me on being pretty, which means he couldn't see my Cthulhu-style Concealment Makeup. I had Zui Fang powder on me, and he showed no signs of inhaling it. The other two aspects are hard to check, but he should just be a single-sense user," Ming Yi said.

"It's alright. Auditory synesthesia can significantly increase survival rates. I hope he can find the Nuwa Divine Terminal."

"This guy is actually quite interesting. Our team is lacking a sensory expert as well. If he finds the Nuwa Divine Terminal, let's recruit him into our squad," Ming Yi said.

"Is he handsome?" Captain Qin raised an eyebrow and asked.

"Mhm, mhm, mhm! He even called me a beauty!" Ming Yi nodded vigorously, completely abandoning her previous serious and dignified demeanor.

"Did he have any physiological rejection reactions after learning the truth?" Captain Qin continued to ask.

"None. He looked very normal, and his thinking was clear. He was just as calm as I was back then!"

"Perhaps he's just slow to react," Captain Qin said.

"Hmph, not everyone has the perfect realization that I do, okay? Besides, I still feel that the me here is the most real—cute, charming, youthful, heroic, and beautiful enough to make the planet explode!"

"Go find a boyfriend. You sound like a female cat howling in the middle of the night."

"Qin the Old Monster, is it because you know how good men are that you keep pushing them on me?" Ming Yi retorted, refusing to be outdone.

Captain Qin knew that when it came to a sharp tongue, he was no match for Ming Yi. He had no choice but to give her a thumbs-up and obediently shut his mouth.

Inside the house.

The family remained silent for a moment.

Finally, it was Wu Hen who broke the quiet.

"Dad, you don't need to worry about me. Since the officials have found me, it means I have the talent and ability in this area," Wu Hen said.

"I have set foot in that world more than once, I..." Wu Yingting said, but as he spoke, he began to choke up.

He was old, after all.

He was like a veteran who had to watch his son, who had just reached adulthood, step onto a battlefield with an uncertain fate.

At this moment, he was both happy that his son possessed extraordinary survival and coping skills, and worried that he would be tortured and left covered in scars within the Otherworld Desolate Dust. After all, that kind of devastation was not just physical.

"Do you remember that morning when you announced the bankruptcy? Many people in suits came to our house to inventory our assets. I walked down from upstairs and saw you two sitting at the small dining table, with a group of lawyers beside you... I was actually really scared," Wu Hen said.

His younger sister Yu Yu, his mother Yu Yi, and his father Wu Yingting all raised their eyes, gazing at Wu Hen.

As it turned out, Wu Hen suddenly grinned: "I thought that after you became rich and wealthy, you were finally going to get a divorce, and that my sister and I would have to choose one of you to live with."

"It turned out it was just bankruptcy, and the money was just gone."

"To be honest, today's news wasn't as shocking as the day I thought you were going to divorce."

"So, no matter what happens, as long as our family is together and safe, that's all that matters."

"Dad, a family is a whole. In the past, you were suited for business, and you did it well. Mom was suited for managing the household, and she took great care of me, my sister, and you. Now, it seems I am quite suited to venture into that so-called real world. So, leave this task to me. You just need to believe in me and support me..."

Tears were already streaming uncontrollably down the faces of Yu Yi and Yu Yu, the mother and daughter, but they still nodded earnestly.

The one who found it hardest to let go and make a decision was actually Wu Yingting.

But after a moment of hesitation, Wu Yingting also nodded and said, "I will organize all the information I have collected. I can't let you go in there and throw your life away without any preparation!"

"Good! Also, the safety of this place will be in your hands." Wu Hen nodded, his gaze drifting intentionally or otherwise toward the window.

Wu Yingting understood, of course.

Things outside were bound to be chaotic recently. Even with the authorities maintaining stability, they couldn't cover everything.

He needed to ensure the safety of his family and prevent people from taking advantage of the arrival of this doomsday to carry out crazy acts of revenge!

"Don't worry, I've prepared things." Wu Yingting nodded, indicating that he had hidden weapons, and that his son could go venture into the Otherworld Desolate Dust with peace of mind!

Seeing his father's expression, Wu Hen suddenly realized something for a split second.

Once the doomsday arrived, the more luxurious a place was, the easier it became a target for people's venting.

This dilapidated house, this broken-down building, and this run-down neighborhood were actually safer than the large manor and mansion they had lived in before!

"Then I won't waste any more time. I need to adapt to the new world as soon as possible." Wu Hen didn't need to go to the basement anymore; instead, he stepped into his own room.

His father, Wu Yingting, had already been planning ahead. The half-room full of cargo boxes, which looked like merchandise, actually contained plenty of daily necessities. Their family could live well for a month without even stepping outside.

The outside world must be volatile right now; it was better not to go out.

"Oh, right, son. I have seen some individuals with special abilities," Wu Yingting said.

"In the Desolate Dust?" Wu Hen asked.

"No, individuals with special abilities right here in our world. After gaining special powers in the Otherworld Desolate Dust, especially those related to perception, they can resonate here. Some people even seem to have evolved and become powerful," Wu Yingting said.

After his father finished speaking, Wu Hen suddenly felt a burning pain in his right arm.

Wu Hen remembered the Black Divine Trace Material that had plunged into the sky. He instinctively looked down at his right hand. With just that glance, Wu Hen was horrified to discover that a trace of the Black Void was showing through the skin of his right hand!

Within this Black Void trace, a radial lightning pattern emerged suddenly like a Death Sword, projecting from his blood vessels onto his skin and radiating a kind of holy divine glow!

Wu Hen was shocked!!

This Black Divine Trace Material had actually followed him!

Could it have bypassed his Vessel, passed through the Nuwa Divine Terminal, and reached his current autonomous soul??

At first, Wu Hen found what Wu Yingting had just said somewhat unbelievable. But seeing the Black Divine Trace Material on his right arm and feeling the mysterious and vast energy contained within the Holy Rune, Wu Hen realized that everything his father said was true!

"What's wrong?" Seeing the look of astonishment on Wu Hen's face, Wu Yingting asked with concern.

"N-nothing." Wu Hen realized that his father seemed unable to see the divine trace material on his arm, and he didn't want to cause his father unnecessary worry.

"Leave this to me," Wu Yingting said.

"Alright!"

Wu Hen nodded and returned to that cramped room.

Checking his right hand once more, Wu Hen discovered that the exaggerated black Death Sword rune had gone dormant again, which left him even more confused.

Forget it, I'd better hurry up and explore the Other Dimension. Things outside are only going to get more chaotic!

Putting on the multicolored pupil lens, Wu Hen blinked a few times to adjust.

"Hello, Wu Hen. Confirm entry into the Desolate Dust?" Soon, that AI voice echoed in his mind.

He had to find a way out for himself and his family!

"Confirmed!" Wu Hen answered firmly.

A warmth drifted around his head, followed by a comfortable drowsiness, as if it were about to carry him into a brilliant and colorful deep dream.

And dreams always begin without warning, and those within them never question how they started...

Noise.

It was exceptionally noisy all around.

Wu Hen opened his eyes and found himself lying flat on his back. A touch of twilight glow shone upon him; glancing sideways, he could see the sun slowly sinking into the sea.

This was clearly not the Jueyin Town rainforest from before.

Instead, it was a city by the sea.

The city, filled with high-rise buildings, contrasted beautifully with the shimmering, colorful surface of the sea, appearing exceptionally romantic.

"Alright, just leave him at this intersection," a man said nearby.

Only then did Wu Hen notice that he was lying on a flatbed cart, and two people were pushing him toward a T-junction leading to the coast.

The main road was very wide, and the surroundings were filled with skyscrapers. The strange thing, however, was that there was no traffic on the road, and there were very few pedestrians. Despite being a prosperous and magnificent city, it exuded an indescribable sense of oddity.

Wu Hen tried to get up, but a clanking sound immediately rang out from his body.

Looking down, Wu Hen discovered that he was actually bound by rusted iron chains and secured to this dilapidated flatbed cart!

What was going on?

Did he log into a female character??

He was a witch—was this some kind of sacrificial ritual!

"You guys... what are you doing?" Wu Hen tried to ask.

Since these people could speak, the two ghosts, Fengyun Youcun and the other one, shouldn't be here.

"You'll know when it gets dark. Let's go," the man in the black shirt said to the person beside him.

Hey, don't just walk away!

Are there zombies when it gets dark or something!

Does it have to be this intense every time he logs in??

The good news was that he was likely still a man.

The bad news was that it seemed his life was about to end!

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