I Forged the Myth of the Ancient Overlords
Chapter 471 - 471 470. I feel much more comfortable now_1

Chapter 471: 470. I feel much more comfortable now_1 Chapter 471: 470. I feel much more comfortable now_1 Last year, on a bitterly cold day, the coldest day of the year.

Snow began to fall in Jiangcheng again, and those towering buildings were all covered with a layer of light white. When the snowflakes reached the ground, they were close to melting. By the end of the night, only the icy and wet roads remained, slippery underfoot. Walking along, if one wasn’t careful, they were bound to slip and fall, providing a laughing stock with faces planted on the ground.

In Lu Ban’s house, the warm air from the air conditioner made the room dry. He sat on the sofa, with Doggo lying beside him. Lu Ban petted its fluffy belly, making Doggo turn over and bask in the enjoyment.

Feng Yu was sitting on the neighboring sofa, glancing at the time.

“It’s about time, are you ready?”

“No problem.”

Lu Ban spread out his palm, revealing a miniature amusement park, with a Ferris wheel, roller coaster, and other attractions meticulously crafted. If one looked closely, they could even see a lone toy bear standing in the central square.

He stowed away [Mysterious Amusement Park] and checked the things he had prepared.

Actually, it wasn’t much, just some food.

The environment in the Foreign Domain might not be suitable for human survival, but Lu Ban was different; he only needed sunlight to sustain himself. Therefore, he carried a “Small-Scale Catastrophe Generator”. In case of any unfavorable conditions, he would directly invoke a scorching sun or torrential rain to provide the nutrients he needed.

Lu Ban didn’t produce disasters; he was merely a transporter of them.

Besides that, he also carried his suona and crowbar. Although he felt there was definitely no need for direct combat, it was still necessary to have them just in case.

The [Twisted Mask of Pain] was naturally also a must-have.

Having confirmed these items, Lu Ban nodded his head.

“How are we going to travel through the Foreign Domain?”

Lu Ban became curious about this matter.

Exactly what kind of structure existed between Foreign Domains, Lu Ban had no clear idea.

Were they like planets within the same universe?

Or like pages in a book, residing in different parallel worlds?

Or was it some other kind of construct?

“As far as the Foreign Domain is concerned, time and spatial coordinates are illusory and subject to change. However, there is one thing that remains unchanged, and that is the anchor point,” Feng Yu explained unhurriedly.

“Every Foreign Domain has an anchor point. As long as one can find that anchor point, they won’t get lost amidst the chaos between the domains. Everything else is just a walk.”

“Hmm? So does your race have some technique to record anchor points that allows even those who have never been there to travel directly?”

Lu Ban remembered Feng Yu’s race, who called themselves Travelers and had traversed countless Foreign Domains. Surely she also had a hold on all those Foreign Domain anchor points. But how did she initially reach a new Foreign Domain?

“It’s related to the makeup of civilization. We, my race, used to have a sort of large database linking the will of all our people. Everyone’s experience with the anchor points of various Foreign Domains were uploaded there, and coordinates were shared among all.”

Feng Yu’s expression dimmed a bit as she said this.

“Used to? So that thing no longer exists?”

Lu Ban caught the implication in her words.

“Of course, it’s gone now. Currently, I rely on only the anchor points in my own memory for movement between Foreign Domains. It takes a lot of energy, so you should be grateful to me,” Feng Yu said with a light laugh.

“Alright, Mom.”

Lu Ban spoke his mind.

“…”

Feng Yu looked cheerful but without a trace of mirth.

“…By the way, this world, the world I am in, has it also been recorded in that database?”

Lu Ban decided to change the subject.

If the anchor point of this world had previously been made available to Feng Yu’s race, it would mean that her kin could freely travel here, and if the information leaked to other races, it might lead to an invasion of this world.

“No, I used a special method for the anchor point here, otherwise why do you think the pollution levels are so low?”

This time, Feng Yu’s smile was meaningful.

“Fortunately, I’ve already modified this body to at least withstand the environments of several Foreign Domains. As for you…”

She glanced at the radio in Lu Ban’s hand.

“There should be no need to worry,”

said Feng Yu as she stood up.

“Do I not need to hold your hand?”

Lu Ban inquired.

No sooner had he finished speaking than a glass on the coffee table inexplicably moved a few centimeters toward the edge of the table.

“Movement in this world can be done by simple means, but in the Foreign Domain, it doesn’t work as well. I can only carry my own body.”

Feng Yu explained.

“Hmm? Then how will you take me?”

Lu Ban looked at Feng Yu, suddenly gaining some understanding.

“I get it, you mean, as long as I become a part of your body, that’ll work?”

“It might hurt a little, but overall there won’t be a big problem.”

Feng Yu said, and suddenly her head split open.

The plain yet graceful face suddenly parted in the middle into two halves, where a mass of fine tentacles was revealed. Her left face sprouted numerous eyeballs, while the right turned into tentacles, and from that split emerged a huge mouth.

“Please enter.”

Feng Yu’s voice came from within the mouth, sounding hollow and deep.

Lu Ban picked up his things and dived into that mouth exuding a chilly breath.

The next moment, the mouth writhed and opened wider, swallowing Lu Ban entirely.

The mouth closed, and Feng Yu returned to human form, appearing not the least bit swollen or bloated.

The glass on the coffee table was suddenly pushed by a force and fell toward the ground.

But instead of shattering on the floor, it was caught by Feng Yu’s hand.

“Don’t worry.”

Feng Yu placed the glass back in the center of the coffee table, and then she disappeared from the space.

The glass moved slightly and then became still again.

Lu Ban’s room fell into silence.

…

In Feng Yu’s body, what was the experience like? Lu Ban thought that certainly no one would ask such a question online.

In Lu Ban’s words, it was warm, with a feeling of returning home.

He didn’t feel dizzy or weightless, only as if he was lying in bed, wrapped in warm blankets.

The soft things around him didn’t secrete any fluids, and there was no strange movement or nauseating touch. Instead, it was comforting.

He didn’t want to get out of bed.

This thought naturally came to Lu Ban.

He felt a wave of sleepiness wash over him and gradually fell asleep.

Not knowing how long he slept, Lu Ban felt something pushing at his back. He roused from his slumber, and then, he saw an opening in front of him, as if there was light.

The next moment, Lu Ban was squeezed and pushed, tumbling out of the opening.

Landing on the ground, more than the firm earth, Lu Ban felt the gritty air he breathed in through his nose.

“Cough cough cough…”

He coughed like a newborn child, feeling a burning sensation in his lungs, and his skin felt as if it had been abraded to bleeding by the roughest sandpaper.

Quickly realizing where he was, Lu Ban hastened to pull out the [Twisted Mask of Pain] and put it on.

Together with the inverted, distorted, maddening murmurs echoing in his ears, Lu Ban felt much more comfortable.