Life Game In Other World
Chapter 447: The Sky Does Not Belong to Mankind. (Looking for Monthly Tickets)

Chapter 447: Chapter 447: The Sky Does Not Belong to Mankind. (Looking for Monthly Tickets)

[Talent Sequence 115: Nightwalker]

[Main Ingredients: Ten Shadow Silkworms, one Night Butterfly]

[Auxiliary Ingredients: 10 grams of Nightmare Flower stamen, 500 milliliters of Mountain Spring Water collected at midnight, one Daybreak Flower]

[Preparation Method: At midnight, at twelve o’clock, place the live Shadow Silkworms directly into the Agate Mortar and grind for ten minutes, until completely pulverized, filter out the juice extracted by grinding, and put the remaining solids into a steamer with a steaming tray, add one whole sun-dried Night Butterfly, steam together for one hour, then remove the steaming tray and solids, pour the previously extracted Shadow Silkworm juice into the pot, and simmer on low heat for thirty minutes, until the remaining solution turns a crystal-clear emerald green.]

[Advancement Ceremony: Without being detected, deceive at least one C-level being, and inflict certain damage on it.]

He Ao carefully examined the entire Secret Medicine recipe written in Denis language, and as he finished reading, the words naturally vanished, and the paper turned into fine dust.

Looking at the scraps of paper slipping from his hands, He Ao gently lifted his head to look at the old clan leader, "What are these words?"

"This is a type of writing with mystical significance called Denis language, we don’t know where it originated from, or exactly how it’s written. This recipe comes from one we transcribed from the original Secret Medicine recipes of our clan."

The old clan leader said hoarsely.

"How is this self-destruct after reading effect achieved?"

He Ao asked with some curiosity.

Since the original could be transcribed, then the original definitely wasn’t a one-time self-destructing item, thus the Andavi clan must predominantly possess the ability to make these Secret Medicine recipes self-destruct after reading.

However, he also didn’t expect the old clan leader to give him an answer, for knowledge of mysticism is valuable, but asking a question is always worth a try.

"This..."

The old clan leader pondered for a moment, then raised his hand and opened the drawing application on his tablet.

He first drew a circle, then from the center of the circle, he drew a cross that pierced the entire circle, then he connected the top, left, and bottom points of the cross with an arc,

"If the entirety of your document is written in Denis language, then you start by writing this symbol at the very beginning of the document, placing the first word on top of this symbol."

Then he drew a crescent with the concave side facing towards the top left, connecting the two tips of the crescent with a line segment, and then at the center of this line segment, he drew a line perpendicular to the segment, passing through the whole crescent.

"Similarly, before you write the last word, draw this symbol first, then write the last word on this symbol, and the document will become one that self-destructs after reading.

"Once the document is complete, these two symbols will become difficult to discern, and people will automatically ignore their existence. The order of writing the symbols and words cannot be reversed; if you write the words first and then the symbols over them, then the symbols will not produce the self-destruct effect."

This meant that completed documents written in Denis language couldn’t be destroyed just by adding the two symbols.

An interesting design indeed.

He Ao took note of the two symbols, "Do these symbols have a professional name?"

"In the legends of our ancestors, these two symbols are called Lind symbols, but we do not know the origin of their names."

The old clan leader took back the tablet and spoke slowly.

He maneuvered his wheelchair back to the door, pressed a button, and concealed all the murals again.

He Ao watched the murals that were again covered.

Although the murals were rudimentary, they involved some actual historical events, and possibly at least one Angel.

In a sense, the murals themselves were knowledge of a higher order.

The more higher-order knowledge one understood, the deeper one’s connection with Higher Beings became.

But He Ao wasn’t afraid of this; he was quite eager to make new friends.

As the old clan leader revealed the murals, He Ao walked directly toward the door.

"Won’t you recuperate for a bit?"

The old clan leader looked at him puzzled, "The life force emanating here should be very effective for your injury’s recovery."

"The effect is not strong anymore."

He Ao shook his head.

He turned to glance at the Fountain of Youth at the center of the room.

This Fountain of Youth was brought back by the Andavi family from the original site after the Stonemason’s death, which means, it has been emanating life force here for 900 years, and still, it seemed nowhere near exhaustion.

Of course, the fact that it could be preserved for so long was also related to the storage device forged by the Andavi family.

"Be careful when you go out,"

The elderly patriarch opened the door and maneuvered his wheelchair into the passage ahead.

He Ao gathered his focus and took a step forward.

At that moment, he felt his heart suddenly contract, and his whole body became momentarily rigid.

After passing through the door, the life force became extremely thin, almost non-existent.

The warm breath that had always been "soaking" his body had faded away in an instant.

It was as if he had stepped out of a warm house and into the icy wilderness outside in a single moment.

His body underwent a severe withdrawal reaction, his brain desperately urging him to go back and enjoy that warm life force again.

However, He Ao remained unmoved, continuing forward and fully crossing the threshold into the passage.

The old patriarch looked at He Ao with a somewhat shocked expression, then sighed softly and pressed a button to close the metal door.

"What’s wrong?"

He Ao looked at him with confusion.

"You are the most suitable person to be a patriarch I have ever seen," the old patriarch chuckled, "If it were fifty years earlier, I would have tried every means to recruit you into our clan."

"You would even consider outsiders for patriarch?"

He Ao couldn’t help but laugh.

"The Andavi family has continued for so many years because we are willing to absorb and invest in outstanding talent,"

the old patriarch said with a gentle laugh. At this moment, they had already left the passage, and the old patriarch pushed open the stone door at the end of the passage.

With the opening of the stone door, a familiar scene appeared in He Ao’s field of vision; this was indeed the old wooden hut of the patriarch that He Ao had once visited.

The old patriarch continued forward, pushing open the old door of the hut, and an endless azure sky appeared before the two.

"It’s a pity the clan is too small now to keep an eagle like you,"

He Ao knew that the Andavi family must have had more than one glorious era; they had carried on for nine centuries, prolonged life with the Fountain of Youth, and held countless secret knowledges. It was possible that they had had B-level heroes in their ranks.

And now, the entire clan was sparsely populated, needing the help of outsiders to deal with an assault by a C-level.

From the relieved expression of the old patriarch after Kaja’s death, even if he had a way to deal with Kaja, it would have required a huge price.

Now the entire Andavi family, like the aged patriarch, was steeped in twilight.

"I don’t know when it started, but there have been fewer and fewer children born into the family, and fewer and fewer Transcendents have been able to advance successfully; one by one, the former strong have died,"

the old patriarch said, watching the playing children outside the door, "so now I rarely talk to the kids about those secret knowledges. We know too much; sometimes living a long life in ignorance is a kind of happiness too."

He Ao watched the children grouped together, playing seed-planting games.

Ennie was among them, playing very happily.

He Ao pulled out an unfinished half-pack of cigarettes from his clothes, flicked one out, and handed it to the old patriarch.

"I’m too old to smoke,"

the old patriarch said, shaking his head slowly.

He Ao placed the cigarette in his mouth and plucked it slowly from the pack.

The old patriarch raised his hand, offering a lighter, and lit the fire.

Lighters filled with liquid fuel were popular in the wilderness; purely mechanical, not easy to break, and handy for lighting fires.

He Ao leaned slightly forward, using his hand to block the breeze, allowing the cigarette to catch the dancing flame and light up with a bright spark.

He straightened up, looking toward his distant daughter.

The wind from the wilderness blew through the smoke, lifting his clothes.

——

A day had passed since He Ao woke up.

The Merck family announced its surrender after the ceasefire, well aware that without Kaja, they were incapable of defeating the Andavi family.

In fact, one of Kaja’s final wishes was for the Merck family to surrender immediately upon his death, to minimize casualties.

All four of Kaja’s Talent Sequences had been extracted by the Andavi family.

They were, "Talent Sequence 1: Farmer," "Talent Sequence 10: Land Surveyor," "Talent Sequence 37: Seed Cultivator," and "Talent Sequence 65: Rain Master."

These Talent Sequences were not particularly combat-oriented; they were more like those possessed by a farmer with a variety of skills.

Of course, they could be very powerful if used properly.

The field boost provided by the Rain Master was indeed terrifying.

All four Talent Sequence Secret Medicines were white, and the old clan leader kept his promise, giving He Ao the four Secret Medicines.

He Ao did not immediately decide what to do with these Secret Medicines and simply stored them away.

He Ao returned Kaja’s body to the Merck family, and the boy followed the body of his High Priest back to his own clan.

During Kaja’s lifetime, the Merck family had managed to offend too many nearby, and they compensated the Andavi family with most of their weapons and equipment before migrating south.

Due to the Merck family’s special relationship with the city, they had the opportunity to acquire a large quantity of weapons through the syndicates, but there were so many weapons and vehicles that they simply couldn’t be moved, so the Andavi family had to go to the Merck clan’s camp to take possession of them.

Before leaving, the boy specifically sought out He Ao to inquire about information related to Dawn City.

After the Merck family’s surrender, the Andavi family once again became the leader of the Wilderness Wanderers in the area. The old clan leader called together the leaders of all nearby families and the chiefs of the Wanderer Camps to discuss the issue of Phantom Mushrooms.

To fight or to run.

Many Wilderness Wanderer families were unwilling to leave their long-established homes.

During this period, He Ao also explained the "Wilderness Wanderer Immigration Act" of Dawn City to them in detail, but most of the Wilderness Wanderers were hostile to the city-dwellers, so they were skeptical of the act and unwilling to take the risk.

In the middle of the conversation, He Ao realized that several nearby families also had members once captured by Kyle’s sweatshops, and those people naturally never returned.

Their hostility towards Dawn City and the people of the Fortress Cities was the deepest.

He Ao had no illusion that a mere shake of his own imposing figure would make these Wilderness Wanderers bow their heads in reverence, hanging on his every word.

Authority and respect are always earned, and only by proving one’s strength will one’s words be heeded.

Although he had killed Kaja, that only made these people fear him, not enough to earn their respect.

The meeting discussed for several hours, and the result was that most Wilderness Wanderers preferred to stay and supported fighting against the Phantom Mushrooms.

But they were not willing to contribute too much manpower or resources, and if possible, they preferred not to contribute at all, wanting to just wait for the outcome.

The old clan leader had obviously anticipated this, and he distributed the Merck family’s weapons and equipment to the various Wanderer family camps to clear out the minor exotic beasts around the outermost circle of the Phantom Mushrooms.

The Andavi family’s people stayed at the edge of the Phantom Mushrooms for a second round of clearance.

The distributed weapons and equipment were naturally not to be asked for back, so each family could get some benefits, and the more they contributed, the sweeter the reward.

This was essentially the Andavi family distributing its own benefits.

Suddenly, the old Wilderness Wanderers, who had been shirking responsibility and preferring to stay behind, were ignited with eagerness, and the leaders of two families even fought for the right to be in charge of a specific area.

"What do we do if we encounter a C-level exotic beast?" asked the leader of a small family, raising his hand. "We don’t have the capability to fend off C-level exotic beasts."

The moment he raised the question, the entire scene fell silent.

The large meeting hall was dead quiet, everyone waiting for an answer that would determine whether they would continue to participate in this ’battle’.

"Let it come in," said He Ao calmly, who had been sitting in the corner, silent since he initially introduced the "Wilderness Wanderer Immigration Act."

——

It was the fourth night since He Ao’s arrival in the wilderness.

Under the brilliant stars, it took more than a day’s effort to encircle the largest Phantom Mushroom gathering area near the original Wanderer Camp.

The bustling crowd was arranging the final formation; it was the outermost encirclement, attended by people from nearby families and tribes.

They drove the off-road vehicle once owned by the Merck family, shouting with excitement.

The Merck family had had conflicts with the city,

These Wilderness Wanderers used to trek these paths with trepidation, but now that their numbers had grown, it was the exotic beasts’ turn to be fearful.

He Ao stood on a nearby mountaintop, gazing through binoculars at the Phantom Mushrooms gathering area under the cover of night.

"Dad, can’t we drop those incendiary bombs that go ’bang’ and instantly combust from a distance? There should be something like that, right?"

Ennie stood beside He Ao, "I’ve seen it on TV. Those Transcendent pilots bomb hordes of exotic beasts to death with their planes, bang, bang, bang. We could call for a plane or use a cannon to launch the incendiary bombs, so you wouldn’t have to go that deep..."

"Of course there are incendiary bombs."

He Ao turned around, walked over to the small truck parked not far behind him, lifted the waterproof tarp on the truck, revealing a row of thirty-centimeter-long black shells, "These shells could easily ignite the entire valley."

"Then why don’t we just use these shells to..."

Ennie was somewhat puzzled.

He Ao waved his hand, signaling her to follow him.

The two quickly made their way to a hollow in the mountainside.

"Watch."

He Ao pointed to the clear skies above, where stars twinkled, then pulled a grenade from his waist and threw it straight up into the sky.

Without looking back, he grabbed his daughter and rolled into the bushes beside them.

With great force, He Ao hurled the grenade high into the air, and for a moment, the bright sky was covered by a ’cloud’ that enveloped the grenade. Then, the grenade exploded, tearing a hole through it.

Hiss—

A piercing cry echoed across the entire sky in an instant.

In just a moment, more ’clouds’ gathered around.

It was then that Ennie could finally see what those ’clouds’ were: large birds, each the size of half her body, gathering where the grenade had flown, completely obscuring the starry sky and leaving only darkness.

These birds had pitch-black feathers, sharp beaks, and red eyes filled with violence and madness.

He Ao gently covered his daughter’s mouth, indicating for her to stay still and be silent.

Holding her breath, Ennie watched the birds with horror from the cover of the bushes, always fearing they would suddenly swoop down and peck through her heart.

It took a long while for the birds to gradually disperse.

"These birds are called Night Crows. They don’t have good eyesight, but they are highly sensitive to heat and moving objects. They live at high altitudes, out of reach of planes or the shells of distant cannons.

"These birds will fight on, growing in number, until they have completely exhausted their prey. Even a C-level would have difficulty escaping their assault, except by flying low to the ground."

When the birds had completely vanished, He Ao finally removed his hand from his daughter’s mouth, "At certain heights in the wilderness, the sky is home to such terrifying exotic beasts, the true rulers of the sky."

"Then what about airships and planes..."

Ennie murmured.

"Airships and planes fly on fixed safe routes. They ascend within the safety of the city to altitudes with fewer flying beasts, and are equipped with a lot of gear to ward off these beasts," He Ao explained softly.

Of course, could a Fortress City’s fighter jets forcefully fly here to drop incendiary bombs?

The answer was yes, Federation technology could accomplish this.

But the cost would be too high.

Unless the Phantom Mushrooms truly threatened the city, the City Defense Army would not take such action.

However, the allure of Phantom Mushrooms might prove irresistible even to pilots flying at high altitudes.

He Ao watched the skies above the Phantom Mushrooms, empty of even Night Crows, as they never flew over that area.

"The sky does not belong to mankind."