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Chapter 479: Chapter 476: "Where is Lv Shu?

[Silver Star Rankings:

No.1 Anonymous: 10 stars

No.2 Edward: 6 stars

No.3 Anonymous: 5 stars

No.4 Mizushima Kawa Sora: 5 stars

No.5 Atlanda: 5 stars

No.6 Anonymous: 4 stars

No.7 Anonymous (you): 4 stars

No.8 Bonnie: 3 stars

No.9 Agnes: 3 stars

No.10 Noel: 2 stars

...]

On the way back, Su Ming’an took a moment to look at the Silver Star rankings.

The top rank, with an unmatched ten silver stars, was certainly eye-catching.

By process of elimination, this person was not Noel, nor was it Edward or Mizushima Kawa Sora, leaving only Su Rin or a dark horse from further up the leaderboard.

In the first fifteen days, the instance only required them to collect twelve silver stars; it was just the dawn of the third day, and someone had nearly collected half. This indicated that they had been given a generous amount of time. The real difficulty of the instance lay in the life-and-death competition inside it.

After all, in that recent Jiu Shen Ghost instance, a full ten players had died at the farm, making up one-tenth of all competitors. Logically, the death count of that instance shouldn’t have been so high; it was only due to Su Ming’an’s reversal of strength and Fengchang’s interference that the death toll had significantly increased.

He carried Xiber, facing the dawn, and walked back to the gathering place.

The people at the gathering area were already up. As soon as he entered the clearing, the old woman and Teacher Fang immediately approached him. Behind them, people were packing up, ready to set off.

The foolishly large Chang Sheng was carrying an axe, running around with a goofy grin, drawing complaints from others.

"Oh, what happened?" the old woman immediately took over the unconscious Xiber and noticed the black lines lurking on Xiber’s body.

She knew this was a sign that a curse was about to erupt—her son Chang Sheng had similar marks.

"Xixi, is she about to have a curse outbreak?" Teacher Fang frowned,

"Adventurer, why did you go out at night? You knew how dangerous it was. Why didn’t you choose to go to the Sacrificial Field during the day?"

She looked at Su Ming’an, who was covered in grass and whose trouser legs were stained with blood and mud. She noticed his pale complexion and the faint dark circles under his eyes, realizing his condition was not good either.

In this world filled with curses and eerie atmospheres, he had trekked along and accidentally entered a malevolent Black Wall, remaining in a tense state all night.

Seeing Su Ming’an like this, Teacher Fang’s tone, initially filled with anger, softened a bit, but still carried a hint of blame, "I specifically implored you the first time I saw you to take good care of Xixi, to let her live out her days without such hardship. Yet, you still dragged her out in the middle of the night..."

"’The remaining days of Xiber.’" Su Ming’an said, "Does that define her ending?"

He no longer looked towards Teacher Fang.

Teacher Fang’s words, under normal circumstances, weren’t wrong. But not everyone is content to wait for death to gain that slight sense of peace before passing.

Not to mention, Xiber clearly harbored ambitions of becoming a god herself. After she accurately dissected the Maya map and revealed the hidden secrets of the farm, Su Ming’an had become aware of her terrifying potential.

He looked at the unconscious Xiber, her pale face shriveled within the fiery red robe, with faint black lines trembling on her face—signs of the curse stirring.

It was this kind of thing that had caused most of the tragedies in this world.

The old woman was checking her condition.

"Her condition, she can no longer go to the purification chamber on her own. Now, only like me and Chang Sheng, can her blood relatives share the curse on her body. This child, where are her blood relatives? Are they nearby?" the old woman asked.

Teacher Fang remained silent.

"Is there any other way?" Su Ming’an asked.

The old woman thought for a moment and replied with a bitter smile, "Then we can only hope... The First Tribe might have some treasures that suppress the curse, but those things are extremely rare, how could they possibly be given to people like us..."

For the girl sleeping in her arms, it only meant one thing—she was beyond help.

Behind her, Chang Sheng’s loud cheers, and the sound of men and women yawning and moving about, made this makeshift gathering place annoyingly noisy.

The chaos resembling a slum was vividly displayed before their eyes.

Even if someone noticed the critically endangered Xiber, they merely glanced and moved on, as such life-and-death matters had become too common for them. Rather than caring about her survival, they were more concerned whether her death would contaminate their living environment.

...Their eyes showed only cold indifference, numbness, and emptiness.

"Let’s set off first," Su Ming’an said decisively, shifting his gaze. They weren’t far from the First Tribe, and Xiber should be able to hold on a little longer.

The old woman nodded and immediately signaled the others to get ready to move.

As they left, Su Ming’an saw Yamada Machiichi walking at the back of the group, looking down, seemingly playing with his fingers. His Lolita dress was a different set today, greenish in the forest.

"Where’s Lv Shu?" Su Ming’an asked.

"He’s gone," Yamada Machiichi lifted his lids, revealing his usual listless eyes: "He left last night; I heard noises from the next room."

"Is that so..." Su Ming’an said.

He guessed that Lv Shu had probably gone to find the Soul Stone.

After all, having been abandoned for such a reason last night, even he would try to fight for it.

But on such a night, without protection, Lv Shu dared to go out at night?

It’s hard to say whether to call Lv Shu brave or reckless. He hoped he wouldn’t end up dead like Margaret due to the curse.

...

They proceeded and reached the First Tribe at noon.

The First Tribe, although called a tribe, surprised Su Ming’an and the others with its scale—what presented before their group was clearly a small town. The nameplates on the gates even read "Ji Town," indicating it had declared itself as a town already.

The massive stone brick walls erected in front of them, the protective moat outside the wall, and the well-equipped guards at the gate all showed a level completely different from primitive tribes. Su Ming’an even saw archery towers and cannon-like objects on the walls.

Because a grand succession ceremony was nearing, a long line had formed at the gate, comprising people from various tribes who had come to participate in the ceremony.

Su Ming’an noticed the shimmering armor on the guards by the gate, and their vaguely padded thick coats. The high-quality equipment of the guards formed a stark contrast to the malnourished, thinly-dressed vulnerable group led by the old woman.

...It appears that regardless of the world, class and wealth disparities exist everywhere. Even in a curse-stricken world where everyone is in danger, there are oppressors and the oppressed.

The difference between the First Tribe and their small gathering place was like heaven and earth.

However, at least in the face of the curse, everyone is equal, as no one can escape the fate of death.

...Perhaps, this is also a sad consolation for such injustice.

"—Stop!"

When it was their turn, the guards stopped the old woman.

He looked them over for a while, his face showing disdain.

"The succession ceremony is sacred, beggars are not welcome here, nor are those with curses on the verge of eruption," he said, pointing to the black lines of the curse showing on them, shooing them away like flies: "Move along, move! Don’t block the way!"

Upon hearing that someone on the verge of being cursed was present, other people in line quickly scattered, leaving a wide circle around the area as if avoiding garbage.

The old woman rubbed her hands, looking somewhat helpless.

In the somewhat chilly wind, a fragile light shimmered on the silver strands of her black hair.

"But, I heard that the merciful lords of the First Tribe would distribute some relief goods to us who cannot survive... especially on such important days," she stammered, "I beg you, young man, could you... provide some living supplies for us?"

She could not go back, as the food reserves at the gathering place were almost depleted.

Previously, she had also gone to the larger tribes to beg for survival resources.

"Go! Go!" The guard didn’t care whether they would starve to death; his sympathy had been worn away by day-to-day life.

However, when he was driving these few people away, he saw Kasha, the Guide following Yamada Machiichi.

"Right, this esteemed Guide and her adventurers may enter, but as for you, you must leave. The First Tribe will definitely not allow a group of people on the verge of being cursed to enter," the guard pointed at Kasha.

The old woman and others whispered among themselves for a while; eventually, she stepped forward.

"Then... let me in," she said. "They will find a place to stay outside; they won’t come in."

The guard examined the old woman and, seeing indeed no trace of a curse on her, nodded.

When it was Su Ming’an’s turn, sure enough, he was stopped.

"This person can’t come in either," the guard pointed at Xiber on his back, whose face showed obvious signs of being cursed.

Since Xiber had been expelled from the First Tribe years ago, no one recognized her at this point.

Su Ming’an now had many ways to secure special privileges, whether through relationships with Fengchang, the Black Lamb Authority Bracelet, or the Raven.

Considering the implications of the Raven, he decided to first reveal the Black Lamb Bracelet.

"I..." He raised his hand.

— "Wait a moment." A crisp call suddenly came from inside the fence.

A young girl in a flowing gown, with graceful demeanor, came from behind the wall.

She had beautiful, cascading golden hair and a light step, carrying a certain rhythm unique to those in high places; her exposed skin shimmering under the light was nearly translucent, making her as eye-catching as a snow lotus on a mountaintop.

Upon seeing her, several people nearby showed expressions of amazement, as her beauty was indeed stirring, with a saintess-like unique aura. Among a crowd of people who looked pale and thin, she was like a bright pearl.

It’s worth noting that even Yamada Machiichi had his eyes slightly fixated and a weird blush on his face.

The young girl in white was followed by two guards whose presence was equally imposing. One was a strong-looking woman with coffee-colored hair and brown pupils, her high ponytail briskly swaying at the back of her head.

The other was a handsome young man, dressed in exquisite silver-white armor, with eyes as blue as amber and a sword hilt hanging down, ready to draw his sword at any moment.

Upon seeing the knight-like young man behind the girl, Su Ming’an’s gaze was momentarily distant, but he quickly recovered.

... It was just a resemblance.

"— Welcome, Zhou Lili," the guard at the gate bowed to the girl.

The girl seemed to have a high status in the tribe, similar to that of a Sacrificial Saintess.

When she looked up and saw Su Ming’an, she suddenly smiled, extending her hand towards him.

"This gentleman is a guest invited by the Young Tribe Leader, let him in," she said, smiling.

Her smile was somewhat dazzling and mesmerizing, perhaps influenced by a touch of divinity.

"But, this one on his back is on the verge of being cursed..." the guard pointed at Xiber behind Su Ming’an.

"It’s okay, please let this girl come in as well," Zhou Lili said, "The First Tribe has props to suppress the curse, so there’s no need to worry about her condition."

Zhou Lili’s words were very useful here. The guard no longer blocked the way, letting Su Ming’an enter.

As he entered, Su Ming’an felt somewhat strange—after all, Fengchang had previously explicitly forbidden Xiber from entering. But this Zhou Lili actively let people in...

After allowing Su Ming’an in, Zhou Lili also brought in the old woman and other almost-cursed ones, specially arranging houses for them in the outer city before heading straight to the inner city with Su Ming’an.

...She seemed to be a kind-hearted good person.

As they walked, Su Ming’an noticed that this Saintess Zhou Lili was highly prestigious, as passing people greeted her respectfully.

She led him to the tallest stone building at the center. Su Ming’an tried to engage her in conversation, but she kept a Mona Lisa smile, as if she wasn’t ready to communicate with him.

Before she left, she said just one sentence.

[Do not leave this room arbitrarily; just wait patiently.]

Upon hearing this, Su Ming’an knew he definitely had to leave the room.

In this kind of instance, passively waiting was definitely not a good choice; only by courting death everywhere did he have a chance to uncover clues. As soon as Zhou Lili left, he decisively walked out.

This must be where the leadership of the First Tribe lived, similar to the room Qin Wang had lived in before. Logically, such a place would strictly forbid outsiders from entering.

He pushed open the door, and no one was outside, just a long corridor.

The building was so quiet it was terrifying, with only the crisp echo of his footsteps and the dim lights on both sides, evoking the atmosphere of a spooky treasure vault.

Suddenly, a red circle appeared in his field of view—a hint from Clue Insight.

Following this hint, he went downstairs and stopped in front of a stone wall.

There should be a hidden chamber here, but the entrance was sealed off.

...It looks like he had found it.

He suddenly kicked out.

"Whoosh..." A faint sound of water rose, and a surge of force transmitted from his Water Realm Boots in the direction of his kick.

Then, a loud noise occurred—

"Boom—!"

The destructive power associated with the "Stabbing" skill instantly manifested.

Although due to a low strength value, this strike wouldn’t cause high damage to people, it was extremely effective against buildings. Along with a sound of collapsing bricks, dust burst up, and he actually kicked open the wall blocking his way.

Inside the wall, dim lights flickered, and bricks reflected an eerie blue hue; a strong smell of blood permeated the air, rushing towards his nostrils after the wall fell.

...This seemed like some kind of underground chamber.

He followed the spiraling staircase downward, the smell of burnt rice lingering around him, the views ahead growing darker, and he seemed to spot distorted, grisly shadows.

He held on to the somewhat slippery walls as he descended, reaching the very bottom.

The bottom was so dark he could see nothing. He called out to Ado and turned on the light on his wristwatch.

He continued forward, examining his surroundings carefully with the light, but suddenly stepped on something.

"..."

He flipped his wrist, and the circle of light moved.

It shone on a corpse lying below.

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