I Live on the Land in Global Games
Chapter 115 - 114: Arriving at Qingshan Village

Chapter 115: Chapter 114: Arriving at Qingshan Village

"What’s that up ahead?" someone asked from a distance, spotting a dark shadow by the road.

"Seems like a house? Why would there be a house here?"

Everyone shared this puzzlement.

As they approached, the house that had been still suddenly came to life, with vines twisting and kindly opening the yard door for them.

"..."

Although they did need to find a place to rest for the night, who would dare enter such a strange place?

No one suggested going inside to take a look, as the sight of these densely intertwined vines dancing about was quite frightening.

As if sensing their hesitation, a few vine tips pulled apart the vine-covered entrance, revealing a wooden sign as if worried they wouldn’t see it, and lifted it up to their faces.

"Could this be the Lord’s doing?"

Once they confirmed the strange vines were not some kind of new Monster, they felt relieved.

Jiu San decided that they would stay here for the night.

Everyone entered the yard cautiously, and, as expected, the vines didn’t attack them.

Once they were sure that the vines were friendly, they grew bolder and began to feel more at ease.

Player A, staring at the vines, said, "These vines are really smart, even knowing how to open and close the door!"

Player B, who saw the value in the vines, wondered, "I wonder if the seeds for these binding vines are expensive?"

"Wow, they’re so cute!" exclaimed Player C, touching the vines and getting patted on the head in return.

...

As night fell, wandering Monsters drawn by the scent of flesh approached.

There was a dog, as big as a pig, looking at the fragile house in front of it with sharp fangs and murky saliva dripping to the ground.

It tensed up and then leaped powerfully.

The agile creature jumped even higher than the hedge, and it even caught sight of the people huddled and asleep in the yard.

The night watchman by the fire noticed the menacing dog that appeared out of nowhere. They were about to shout to wake their companions; their mouth was already open when they closed it again without making a sound.

Suddenly, the large dog’s hind legs were entangled by the abruptly awakened vines, yanking it back and making it crash onto the hedge with a thwack.

Like stirring up a hornet’s nest, all the vines on the hedge came to life.

Some coiled around it like snakes, others whipped it relentlessly, with crackling sounds.

The dog was stunned.

The delicious meal it anticipated was suddenly covered in hurtful spines, its appeal dropping exponentially.

It had no desire to be killed just like that.

Struggling to crawl out, it almost escaped the vines’ clutches when suddenly a knife pierced its body.

"...", the dog’s eyes filled with reluctance, but its rapidly draining Life Force silenced it forever.

The night watchman who came out to see the brawl and had the bonus of delivering the final blow pulled out their treasured knife, carefully wiping it clean, "These vines are amazing! With these, why stay in a territory? Just find a place, build a house, plant these around, and isn’t that protection enough?"

If Mu Ying knew what the person was thinking, she’d surely smile mysteriously; she wasn’t that naïve.

The next day, when everyone saw the corpse of the dog outside the yard, they were shocked. The person on Night Watch from the previous night explained drily, "That dog tried to enter the yard last night. The vines took care of it, and I just gave it a final blow."

"..."

For some reason, they felt a sudden pang of sympathy for the dog and started quietly taking binding Vines more seriously.

They became excellent for guarding and protecting the home. Many people started considering getting some binding vine seeds to build their own houses outside their territory.

If these vines hadn’t been only for touching and not for pulling, even with the tips on the wooden sign, there would undoubtedly be people wanting to dig up a couple to take away.

......

"What’s this white foggy stuff?" someone curiously touched it and said, "It feels a bit like the Territory Shield, but the color is off."

"Maybe it’s the territory? Have we arrived?"

"Come look, the gate is here!" the person called out, "Wait, why does it say cultivation camp?"

"Where are you all from?"

Zheng Jing emerged from the thick white fog.

Since the land she rented was right on the edge of the camp, she could see clearly outside.

Seeing so many unfamiliar faces touching the camp’s protective shield and even bringing a few carts, she couldn’t help but come out and ask.

However, she stood against the territory’s protective shield from beginning to end, cautious of dealing with so many people. If something was not right, stepping back would immediately bring her to safety.

"Sis, why isn’t your camp’s shield transparent? It’s kind of different from our territory’s. Could it be a private land, this cultivation camp? How come I’ve never heard of it on the forum?" Shen Hao asked with a smirk.

"?" Zheng Jing was completely confused. What was he asking! What did the shield have to do with the territory? Nevertheless, since they were from another place and had not run away, "Did you come along this stone path? Can you tell me where the other end is?"

"We came over from the Spirit Dragon Gorge Camp. Hearing from Jiu San that this road leads to Qingshan Village, we just headed over," although puzzled why she asked instead of answering, Shen Hao still replied.

"Spirit Dragon Gorge? Do you know if your camp has anyone called..." Zheng Jing listed the names of her friends and relatives.

"Uh... don’t know."

"Never heard of them."

"Not sure."

So it was true. Since the apocalypse began, she didn’t know how many posts she had made on the forum seeking her relatives, all sunk without a trace.

Despite some disappointment, Zheng Jing wasn’t disheartened, "This is a Sub-camp of Qingshan Territory, specifically for agriculture. Only those who rent land can enter. The territory continues forward. If you follow the stone path to the end and then along the small path we’ve made through the forest, you’ll find it."

Having said that, she went back inside the protective shield, her figure obscured by the fog. Shen Hao, who wanted to ask what a Sub-camp was, could only give up.

The group continued onwards.

At the end of the stone path lay Qingshan Forest, where a small path frequently used and cleared by people was visible.

The path was not narrow, though not as orderly and flat as the stone path, but there were no issues for the cart to get through.

This time, they reached the territory gate without trouble.

The low walls made of tree vines, the signboard and notice board at the entrance, and the tree houses and skywalks vaguely visible inside the territory all signaled they had truly arrived.

"No reckless cutting or felling! I know this rule; only Qingshan Village has such peculiar rules!"

"Really only 5 copper coins!"

On their first visit to Qingshan Village, nobody was stingy with the few copper coins in their pockets. After all, they had to go in and see for themselves, didn’t they?

They were like Granny Liu entering the Grand View Garden, finding everything wondrous to behold.

By this time, it was approaching evening, and players from outside the territory were returning one after the other, making the whole territory burst with activity.

The tastefully arranged Tree Houses, the quaint and elegant skywalks, the glowing Asparagus Flowers, the little mushroom heads occasionally running through the grass, the Wolf Pack washing away blood by the lake, the plump wolves frolicking and biting at each other, and the girl surrounded by homing birds, snacking on crispy black bamboo from her basket, all covered in fluff.

All these sights fused into one question: "What kind of dreamlike place is this?"