Chapter 5: Chapter 5: Why Is Everyone So Uncultured
"Damn, damn, damn—"
A Wu had instructed them to go to the nearby mountain and start chopping down trees.
The main reason was to prepare lumber for their own houses.
Forget chopping trees, Wu Dahu could have endured it even if he’d been ordered to carry night soil.
The main reason was this holographic game—it was just too staggering!
This feeling of stepping into a whole new, real world... Wu Dahu took a deep breath. "This is a miracle! Our country must have developed some kind of black tech!"
Otherwise, how could such a magical game even exist?
Han Tian didn’t respond, just remarking, "It’s been a while. Why haven’t the others logged in yet?"
The moment he finished speaking, a scream came from the courtyard above. "Holy shit!!"
’Alright, alright, a female player this time,’ Wu Dahu said. "That’s gotta be Little Woman!"
They were all from the same group chat, so they were familiar with each other.
She kept shouting "Holy shit" for a while but didn’t come down.
Understandable. She was probably just dumbstruck.
Wu Dahu had been the same way just a moment ago.
They had received the newbie quest from A Wu, but no prompts had popped up. To create a 100% realistic experience, this game probably had no data displays at all.
Han Tian was still crouching, grabbing a handful of dirt. He took a deep sniff and said in awe, "The freedom in this game must be incredibly high."
In other words, that highlighted sentence on the website was true: as long as they followed the Sect Master’s orders and completed their tasks, the world was theirs to explore freely.
It was a massive temptation.
Even the feel of the dirt was unbelievably real. He had no idea how they’d pulled it off.
The only question was how far their activity range extended. Most games had restrictions on the starter map.
Besides, the fact that death meant a permanent account ban kept Han Tian on his toes. Otherwise, as a seasoned gamer, his instincts would have already sent him off exploring somewhere else.
A Wu had reminded them, "The mountaintop is the territory of the Feique Sect, an Artifact Refining Sect. The senior brothers and sisters of the Feique Sect are generally mild-tempered, but every one of them is a Cultivator at the Qi Refining Middle Stage. Do not provoke them under any circumstances."
It was only because the Feique Sect was good-natured that the previous Sect Master was able to establish a small sect on the mountainside.
The Longevity Sect focused on Cultivation, just another common sect. There were countless such sects on the Yunzhou Continent.
The Feique Sect, on the other hand, was an Artifact Refining Sect, one that held some sway in the nearby towns. This mountain belonged to them, meaning the Longevity Sect was essentially relying on another power for its existence.
However, Cultivators who practiced Artifact Refining were mostly reclusive, much like Sword Cultivators; they didn’t like to go out.
As long as no one deliberately caused trouble, the Feique Sect paid no mind to such an outrageously poor, small sect.
Song Jiulai was on good terms with Su Huanli of the Feique Sect. This was mainly because Su Huanli had come to see A Wu on Song Jiulai’s first day. After the Longevity Sect’s previous Sect Master passed away, there was no one to look after A Wu. Su Huanli, thinking A Wu was just a helpless, lonely child, had asked if he wanted to join the Feique Sect.
When she later discovered Song Jiulai’s arrival, Su Huanli was shocked that a Daughter of Destiny could appear in this broken-down sect. In this day and age, anyone connected to a prophecy held a certain sway over Cultivators, especially low-level ones.
That was how Su Huanli came to know Song Jiulai.
Luckily, neither she nor A Wu had any ill intentions. Otherwise, the news of a Daughter of Destiny appearing in the Longevity Sect would have caused a great deal of trouble if it got out.
The system’s choice of this location as a base was clearly a well-researched one.
Han Tian recognized the importance of this game and immediately deduced that the fifty players in this advanced game were probably lucky souls, chosen from hundreds of millions worldwide.
Speaking of which, he really had to thank Little Woman. If it weren’t for her, he definitely wouldn’t have clicked on a new game whose initial advertising screamed "scam."
Han Tian grabbed Wu Dahu. "Do you trust me?"
Wu Dahu was taken aback for a second, then said, "Boss, what are you talking about? Of course I trust you!"
"If you trust me, then stick with me for now and let’s figure out a strategy for this game. The freedom here is too high, beyond anything I could have imagined. Our First Senior Brother hasn’t told us anything beyond daily tasks; everything else is up to us to explore. The Sect Master isn’t seeing us right now either, so we need to be careful. We don’t know how long this closed beta will last. If we seize this opportunity, we might just stumble upon a massive windfall."
In the Cultivation World, they talk about fortunate encounters. For gamers like them, this game *was* the fortunate encounter!
"Of course I trust you, Boss!" Wu Dahu said sincerely. "I’m just a regular gamer. At most, I can offer some opinions. You guys are the experts when it comes to figuring out strategies. Besides, this game is insane. I haven’t found a single bug yet."
A beta with no bugs? That was terrifying.
Screen tearing, disconnects, getting stuck in the map—none of it existed.
This was also what made Han Tian so suspicious.
He thought for a moment. "Let’s wait and see when Little Woman comes down. We can brainstorm better with more people. The current mission is definitely to expand the Sect. Otherwise, we won’t have anywhere to sleep tonight."
After waiting a short while, a female player did indeed come down.
There was a good reason for Zhou Xiao’s delay. For instance, she had sculpted a very beautiful face.
Because the realism was so high, it resembled her real-life self, yet it was completely different.
Her skin definitely wasn’t this good in real life.
The moment she entered the game and looked around, Zhou Xiao was stunned. Then she touched her face and was even more stupefied.
’Mom, did I just discover something incredible?’
But she didn’t log off. Instead, feeling her limbs grow stiff, she walked outward awkwardly, moving her right arm with her right leg.
This time, when A Wu saw it was a girl—and such a pretty one at that—he couldn’t help but be a bit more enthusiastic. "Junior Sister, Junior Sister, hurry down!"
Wu Dahu noticed the difference in A Wu’s attitude and grumbled, "How can he be so shallow at his age?"
’If I’d known, I would’ve made my face a bit more handsome.’
Unfortunately, he was just clumsy, and with the game in its initial testing phase, there was no data to reference for character creation.
Zhou Xiao stared at the dreamlike scene and the enthusiastic A Wu before her, dazedly coming back to her senses. "You... you are?"
"I’m A Wu, the first disciple of the Longevity Sect. From now on, I’m your First Senior Brother," A Wu said happily. "Two junior brothers already came down before you. You’re the third to arrive, which makes you Fourth Junior Sister... and the first-ever Senior Sister of our Sect!"
"F-First Senior Sister?" Zhou Xiao looked at the real world before her, feeling her very soul tremble.
’Everything... is so real!’
Facing A Wu, she couldn’t hold it in. "Holy shit, this is too real, isn’t it?"
A Wu’s brows furrowed instantly. "Junior Sister, why does every new disciple say ’holy shit’? What is a ’holy shit’?"
"..."
Zhou Xiao fell silent, glanced at the underage A Wu, and said, "I was just talking nonsense. Senior Brother, please pretend you didn’t hear that."
She turned her head and saw two people on the stairs below the circular platform, waving frantically at her. They were clearly friendlies.
Just as Zhou Xiao was about to speak, A Wu, who had already figured out they knew each other, waved his hand. "Go on, go chop trees with your two senior brothers."
"...Oh."
Still immersed in the feeling of realism, Zhou Xiao dazedly walked over.
Then another shout echoed from the courtyard above: "Holy shit! What the actual FUCK!"
"..."
The stereotype of them being uncultured was reinforced.
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