With the movie over, everyone left the cinema wanting more.
But very quickly, they realized something major.
The time!
It was just 10:18 P.M... At least that's what showed up on their membership card.
And yes. Before their membership card, they had different names for calling different hours.
Again, they typically used breaths, the weather, and many other things to know how long they had stayed cultivating.
Make no mistake.
As cultivators, they could tell you how many breaths they had taken during close-door cultivations for years.
There was no science behind it.
They just knew. It was as easy as blinking to them.
Not to mention that they could see things from miles away as if it was right before their eyes.
Telling the time has never been a problem in this world.
But within the entertainment Park, one had to follow the entertainment Park’s time.
And when in doubt, the time was on their bloody membership cards.
Again, on the rule boards before every park building, the opening and closing times were also written in digits/numbers and the hour names used by these people.
Anyway, looking at their membership cards, they all knew that they still had 40 or so minutes before all park buildings close.
So with that, everyone looked at each other and began the race of their lives.
That's right.
They were going to the Pavilion.
They wanted their cultivation manuals now!
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~Whish~
Prince Wen Sima and his 4 friends, who had been watching with Dazu and the rest, took off with all their might.
And so tonight, the entire streets were confused when they saw a flock of cultivates either flying or dashing towards the Pavilion.
The other cultivators heading back towards the Transportation Station who saw this scene were shocked and alert.
Eh?
What was this situation?
Could it be that there was something spectacular happening within the Pavilion?
No! if that's the case, then they too have to enjoy the benefits as well.
With that, more and more people entered the race without even understanding what the whole fuss was about.
Of course, some quickly broadcasted the whole thing, making several people around Wenji town and the Sect feel their blood bubbling.
What was going on here?
Those in the sect wanted to cry.
Dammit! The one day they decided to head back early was the time that fortune came to others.
What the hell?
Why were they so unfortunate?
They stared at their cards like bloodsuckers, wanting to suck their cards dry.
'Com'on... teleport me... teleport me there. Please, I'm begging you...'
(:TOT:)
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Everyone was watching this all, wishing that closing time wasn't that 'Close.'
Dammit!
Why wasn't closing time for most park buildings the same as for the teleportation station?
"Bahahahahaha!... Look! Look! I just saw my delicate and ever-gentle Sect senior sister. Her expression is hilarious!"
"Upstairs, if I'm not even in your sect. But if I was the one, I look the same too."
....
The barrage could only watch the madness from their cards fiercely, hoping to get any info at all.
But the main thing was that those that left the cinema to the Pavilion were in the heat of battle and had no time to give comments.
Of course, Chu Che and the elders hadn't followed along... even though it took a lot of restraint from the elders to not dash over there now.
But how could they fight with juniors?
Sigh... they were finding that their title as elders was now getting in their way.
In this matter, they were very helpless and couldn't wait for tomorrow to come.
That's right. They'll get their first thing tomorrow morning.
Like so, they left their disciples and the other sect and Wenji town juniors to do.
As for Chu Che, he was waiting for Old Fru to get back.
That's right.
Thanks to him, the sticky Old Fru took a mission from the Mission hall and had been out ever since.
It took a lot of talk from Chu Che before Old Fru finally decided to leave.
And in truth, he and several of Old Fru's 'fans' had been watching his live broadcasts too.
Sometimes, he would also watch during the night because once one has gone deep into the mission area, going back out again might just make things take longer.
So it was better to camp out there and continue the next day.
Old Fru's mission was in a forest, so he found a spit way high on one of the trees and spent his nights cultivating unless danger from beasts or other violent cultivators came his way.
That said, some missions were actually in other towns, villages, and cities too... like the mission of saving some villages of just 80 residents from bandit attacks.
Well, it depended on what one picked up for missions.
But most of the places they get sent to, were places that were typically overlooked and never cared for properly.
Anyway, looking at his card, Old Fru had just completed his mission.
So he should be back tomorrow since the Mission Hall closed by 8 P.M already.
The Mission Hall and the Registration Hall were the only buildings that closed earlier than the rest.
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Exciting the Pavilion with his friends, Prince Wen Sima looked at the strange pictured manual before him, feeling a deep surge of emotions within.
[The X-Men. Volume 1
Owner: Wen Sima
To read, chant the words 'read.'
You are now the master of it!]
Wen Sima's heart skipped a beat excitedly.
This was it!
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