Full-Level Fierce Person
Chapter 349 - 208 Adventures_2

Chapter 349: 208 Adventures_2

Truthfully, I had never stayed in such a quiet environment before, eerily quiet, driving one mad.

Later, I suddenly heard a voice, very familiar yet intermittently drifting, elusive.

Old Wang’s eyes widened as he pointed at his right ear.

Fang Zhixing tilted his head and took a look, pausing in his breathing.

Only then did he notice that Old Wang’s right ear was covered in scars, as if someone had slashed it with a knife.

Old Wang said excitedly in a hushed tone, "Guess whose voice I heard? It was my mother’s voice. She had been dead for over ten years, yet I heard her voice."

Fang Zhixing listened and frowned deeply, smiling wryly, "Is it a hallucination?"

Old Wang shook his head quickly and said earnestly, "I knew you would think that, but I can swear on my life it wasn’t a hallucination. Not only did I hear my mother’s voice, but I also talked to her. She mentioned things from when I was a child, things only she and I knew."

Fang Zhixing was speechless. At this moment, he couldn’t help but wonder if Old Wang’s mind was unsound, or if he had experienced a great shock that night, leading him to mistake his fantasies for reality.

But since he had come all this way and spent the money, he might as well listen to the rest.

Fang Zhixing turned serious and asked earnestly, "What happened next? Did you talk to your mother all night?"

Old Wang shook his head and said, "No, my mother told me that I was in great danger and urged me to leave immediately. So, I groped forward in the dark under her guidance."

Later, I suddenly saw a light in the distance, seemingly with a figure within it.

I couldn’t help but walk towards it; the figure became clearer, but I soon realized it wasn’t human."

Fang Zhixing asked curiously, "Did you see some kind of Mutant Beast?"

"It wasn’t a Mutant Beast."

Old Wang picked up a stick and began drawing on the ground, continuing as he drew, "I can’t describe what it was, something I had never seen before."

He soon finished drawing.

Fang Zhixing looked down and just that glimpse made him freeze completely.

"Huh..."

Fang Zhixing’s eyes widened at the outline of something in the drawing on the ground.

Anyone who had seen the "Transformers" movie would recognize in an instant, it was the shape of a robot.

Fang Zhixing inwardly cursed!

He took a deep breath and asked, "Did you make contact with that thing?"

Old Wang replied, "No, the thing appeared briefly, then suddenly collapsed, fell to the ground covered in rust, and soon turned into dust."

Fang Zhixing’s gaze flickered, at a loss for words.

"What happened then? Did you encounter anything else?" he couldn’t help but ask further.

Old Wang continued, "Honestly, what happened next might truly have been a hallucination. I walked forward in the dark, the ground beneath my feet was grass, but as I walked, it suddenly turned into a stone-paved road."

Then I saw light again, and the shadows of some buildings appeared in the lit area.

I thought my eyes were deceiving me. It wasn’t until I got closer that I realized it indeed was a building, a large town named ’Lingquan Town.’

I entered the town and saw it was brightly lit everywhere, with crowds everywhere as if a temple fair was being held. There were lion dances and firecrackers, bustling with activity.

I was both shocked and amazed. I grabbed someone to ask what was going on. Guess what that person said?"

Fang Zhixing remained silent, his expression thoughtful.

Old Wang continued on his own, "He said today was the day Emperor Mu Yuan ascended to the throne, there’s a decree offering amnesty, a three-year tax exemption, and celebrations across the realm. The common people were celebrating."

Fang Zhixing was stunned at first, then he quickly realized there was a problem with that statement.

Because Emperor Mu Yuan had long passed away, nearly two to three hundred years ago.

Mr. Wang spread his hands and smacked his lips, "If that person didn’t lie, then I’ve truly encountered people from ancient times, but how is this possible?"

Fang Zhixing asked, "Have you discussed this with anyone else?"

Mr. Wang nodded, "I asked, but everyone said the same thing. They firmly believe that day was in the first year of Mu Yuan."

Even more, in the town I found a bookshop, where the newest books also had dates written with Mu Yuan."

The more Fang Zhixing heard, the more preposterous it seemed. First, Mr. Wang encountered Transformers and then traveled back in time.

If he wasn’t a transmigrator, he might just have slapped Mr. Wang.

"What happened next?" he asked.

Mr. Wang replied, "I was utterly baffled, my head ached and my scalp went numb, and I ended up sleeping on a street corner."

When I awoke again, it was already daylight. I got up and looked around, and there was no sign of Lingquan Town.

It was just me lying in a forest, with no trace of the town ever having been there.

Afterward, I wandered alone in the wilderness and luckily came across a Hunting Team. I left the Restricted Area with them, which is how I safely got out."

After listening, Fang Zhixing didn’t know what to say for a moment.

Mr. Wang got up, walked inside the house, and soon came back out holding an aged scroll.

"I know you won’t believe me."

Mr. Wang vigorously declared, carefully unfolding the scroll.

Fang Zhixing looked closely and saw that it was indeed a map, apparently of Qinghe County and an ancient one at that.

Mr. Wang said earnestly, "After returning, I was utterly baffled. I told others about my experience, but not only did few believe me, I also drew much mockery.

I was not convinced and I started investigating. Years later, I unexpectedly discovered an ancient map."

He pointed at a spot on the ancient map and said, "Look, what place is this?"

Fang Zhixing took a closer look, and the spot was marked with "Lingquan Town."

He had a flash of insight and pulled out a current map from his pocket, comparing the two.

"Oh dear..."

Fang Zhixing involuntarily shivered.

"Haha, see what I mean?"

Mr. Wang was extremely excited, his face animated as he said, "The location of Lingquan Town is now the Wind Thunder Restricted Zone!

That means, a long time ago, there was no Wind Thunder Restricted Zone, it appeared later."

Fang Zhixing blinked, stunned, "If your idea is correct, Mr. Wang, then what happened to the people of Lingquan Town?"

Mr. Wang shrugged, "I have no idea. All the years I’ve investigated, no one remembers Lingquan Town anymore."

Fang Zhixing took several deep breaths, pondering, "If the Restricted Area was not originally there, what caused it to appear?"

Mr. Wang couldn’t answer that question.

These bizarre events were merely his late-life entertainment, no longer taken seriously.

After a moment, Fang Zhixing walked out of Mr. Wang’s house, his brow furrowed, his heart tumultuous.

"Considering Mr. Wang’s experience, although the process was quite strange, he encountered almost no life-threatening danger."

Fang Zhixing thought carefully and looked again at condition 9.

"Spending the night in the Fourth Level Restricted Area, it only says in the Restricted Area, not that one must stay deep within it. Maybe there’s a bug to exploit!"