The Rules Here

Twilight Chapel. Zheng Yichen raised an eyebrow as he looked at the place. Even after living in their city for decades, people might not have visited every corner. Sometimes, when they heard others mention a local spot, it felt unfamiliar because they'd never been there.

Seeing this grand chapel gave Zheng Yichen that exact feeling, essentially a surprised thought of, "Holy crap, Longcheng has a place like this?"

Twilight Chapel wasn't like his imagination, with a bustling entrance like a flea market, swarming with hunters hawking their wares.

The reality was that the place wasn't crowded, just the right amount of people, and it felt quite peaceful. The chapel itself had an overall twilight hue, which became even more apparent upon entering. He had arrived around noon, but stepping inside gave him a sense of temporal displacement.

It felt like jumping directly from the blazing midday sun to dusk.

The interior of the chapel was very spacious. Some hunters sat casually on the pews, chatting. In front of others, on long tables, cloths were spread out, displaying various items: the horns of some creatures, processed pelts, and the claws of certain beasts.

There were also some formidable-looking cold weapons.

Besides these, a few women could be seen moving about. Their clothing was standardized, resembling the nun's attire Zheng Yichen knew, but not entirely the same. Their uniforms clearly distinguished them from the hunters within the chapel, preventing any confusion.

Furthermore, there were no statues or murals inside the chapel. All that existed was the pervasive "twilight" theme. The twilight colors weren't harsh or dark; in this environment, one felt a sense of languidness.

Zheng Yichen thought it would be a great place to take a nap when he had nothing else to do. The chapel was so spacious, he figured he could probably sleep on the floor.

Besides, this place didn't worship any gods. They only worshipped "twilight." Zheng Yichen didn't understand why this chapel worshipped such a "scenic view," but he figured faith was a personal choice. As long as it didn't affect him, people could believe in whatever they wanted.

After all, many people believed in a little bit of everything, and whichever belief proved effective at a crucial moment, they'd stick to that one.

"Hello, is there anything I can help you with?" A nun from the chapel, or rather, someone who looked like a nun, approached Zheng Yichen with a faint smile.

"This is my first time here."

The nun nodded gently. "Are you here for healing or weapon repair?"

Whoa, that direct? Zheng Yichen looked at the nun and took out his fishing rod. He had commissioned this item; while the material was good, it was essentially like commissioning a decent blacksmith on Earth to forge a sword for a few thousand yuan.

The quality was definitely superior to a sword bought online for a few hundred, but it wasn't exactly a top-tier weapon.

Moreover, most of the time, this item served as a fishing rod for Zheng Yichen, and it wasn't the fishing rod that played a role in actual combat.

"Can you handle exotic weapons too?"

"Of course," the nun replied, her smile unwavering as she glanced at Zheng Yichen's transformed fishing rod.

"And are there any rules here?"

The nun handed Zheng Yichen a thin booklet, a "brief introduction" to Twilight Chapel. The introduction section was similar to the overview in a tourist guide, something one could skim through.

The important part was the "Notes" section. The chapel provided trash bags and bins, so littering was prohibited. Smoking was allowed but only in designated smoking areas. Cursing was permitted, but voices shouldn't be too loud. Fighting was forbidden; engaging in hand-to-hand combat was equivalent to armed assault.

Harassing the nuns in any way was prohibited. The nuns were professionally trained and possessed high combat capabilities. The nuns could treat injuries but not illnesses. Corpses were not within the scope of treatment.

Twilight Chapel could repair damaged weapons, but they did not custom-make any weapons. Scrap materials were not eligible for repair.

You can stay overnight in the church. Bring your own bedding and find a suitable spot to sleep on the floor. However, you are forbidden from setting up camp in areas that obstruct passage or movement for others. The long tables are for placing items, and lying down or putting your feet on them is prohibited, unless you are in pieces. Staying overnight for consecutive nights incurs a fee. Two overnight stays within a week are considered consecutive.

The church does not provide meals. Those who come here and fear starvation should bring their own dry rations. For drinking water, there are tap pipes with treated water that is safe for direct consumption.

Graffiti and intentional damage to the church's interior facilities are forbidden.

These are the rules and regulations for the Twilight Chapel. To summarize... it's quite liberal. As long as you don't resort to physical violence or verbal abuse, it's fine. Harassing the nuns is suicidal. Zheng Yichen glanced at the young nun in front of him.

She had reddish-orange eyes, similar to the church's main color scheme, and her hair color was like that of autumn maple leaves.

Facing Zheng Yichen's gaze, the young nun showed no discomfort, meeting his eyes openly. "Are there any other questions?"

"Not for now." Actually, Zheng Yichen really wanted to ask what would happen if someone violated the rules here. Also, these nuns have high combat power; just how high is it?

If someone seriously violated the rules, would they directly pull out a deterrent weapon from under their skirts to enforce the rules?

They treat injuries but not illnesses. Overall, this is acceptable. Unfortunately, his injuries had already mostly recovered. He had been hit by some stones earlier. Thanks to his protective gear, his back was only badly bruised and not bleeding. The impact on his arm was internal muscle damage.

Natural recovery would suffice, and his recovery ability was quite good. He still felt some pain, but it didn't affect his movement or combat ability.

"If you have more questions, you can ask any nun in the church."

Zheng Yichen looked again at the other nuns in the Twilight Chapel. Some were still using tools to clean the church floor. He noticed a small detail: except for their hair colors, the eye colors of the nuns seemed to be exactly the same.

Are there such requirements for hiring people here?

The people in this world were a mix of various types, and Zheng Yichen was long accustomed to it.

He found an empty spot, sat down, and took out his phone. The Wi-Fi here was good, with a fast signal. In less than half an hour, the nun who had left earlier returned and handed Zheng Yichen's fishing rod back to him.

The fishing rod, which had a deformed tip, damaged structure, and obstructed telescoping, was completely repaired. Except for the damaged areas not being repainted, it looked almost new.

The cost was over three hundred. This price was really not cost-effective. A fishing rod is not a knife. If he found a suitable craftsman in Longcheng and haggled, he estimated it would cost just over a hundred yuan. The Twilight Chapel, however, did not negotiate prices.

The nun who accepted the payment left without a word. As she passed some hunters, they acted as if the nun didn't exist, not even glancing at her.

This was probably the expected reaction from people who frequently visited the Twilight Chapel.