Doomsday Code

Chapter 597 The Special Function of the Ancient Road

However, Emil did not show the disdain that Chen Cheng had imagined. Instead, her face turned dejected and she said:

"No one knows what happened to His Majesty at that time, but we, the elves, believe that His Majesty the Thirteenth is definitely not a madman, and he would never want to activate the Doomsday Code and bring destruction to the world."

Although Emile's words implied that there must be some hidden story, the actual reason was as Chen Cheng knew, which was a rumor whose truth or falsity was unknown.

Chen Cheng didn't believe it before, but now that he has witnessed the power of the remaining corner of the empire, he just can't believe that such a powerful empire would collapse because of a so-called legend. There must be something else that happened that is unknown to the world.

"Sir, dinner is ready."

At this time, Shefa, who was busy preparing dinner, called out.

"coming."

Chen Cheng stood up and dusted off his butt, then said to Emile beside him:

"Let's go eat. These empires and such are the headaches of the bigwigs. Let's pray to the Moon Goddess for a safe passage through this ancient road."

Chen Cheng was not in a hurry to seek the so-called truth and answers because he did not have the ability to know the truth.

Dinner was canned meat, which was something Chen Cheng had managed to make during the winter disaster relief. Now, this canned meat has become a popular food in Huidun City.

Although they had a space bag for their long journey this time, the time inside was still flowing, so the only food they carried with them besides dry food was this canned food.

Sheli picked up two thick slices of soft toasted bread and handed them to Chen Cheng, while also scooping him a bowl of broth.

"Oh, is it canned beef tonight?"

"Yes, sir. We only have canned beef with us, and I've already fed Daha some animal pellets."

Chen Cheng nodded and picked up the toast and dipped it in the broth.

After eating and drinking, Chen Cheng took out a teapot and boiled a pot of tea, then poured a cup for each person. Then the three of them sat around the campfire, drinking tea and looking at the starry sky.

Chen Cheng looked at the familiar starry sky. Many of the celestial bodies on it were very similar to the starry sky on Earth in his previous life.

In addition, the language spoken by the people in this world is the Chinese language of their previous lives, but the names they give are in the Western format of their previous lives.

Chen Cheng became interested at this time and wanted to ask Emile, the natives of this world, whether their understanding of these common sense was the same as his in his previous life.

He held up his teacup and pointed to the Big Dipper, which everyone was familiar with in his previous life, and then asked:

"Do you know what the combination of these stars is called?"

The two of them looked in the direction Chen Cheng's finger was pointing, and they could clearly see the seven stars arranged in order in the sky.

"Oh, Brown, are you also interested in astrology? According to records within our elves, astrology was lost thousands of years ago. No one knows about astrology anymore."

"Oh, has it been lost?"

"Then do you know where the language and writing we use today came from? These things should be recorded in legends."

Chen Cheng also asked about language and writing.

However, Emile turned his head to look at him and said:

"Brown, your questions today are all very strange. Aren't these languages brought by gods? Why do you ask such questions?"

After asking this question, Chen Cheng felt stupid, because when he was looking at those crystal books in the ancient ruins before, the people of the ancient civilization spoke Chinese. It can be said that their language was the same as it is now as early as the ancient civilization.

However, there was a gap in ancient civilization, and in this theocratic era, all these things are naturally attributed to God.

Chen Cheng drank the last sip of tea in the cup and said:

"Nothing, just asking out of boredom. It's getting late, so we should take turns keeping watch. The rest of you should get some rest."

"Sir, you need plenty of rest now, so leave your night watch to me."

At this time, Shefa came out and said.

Chen Cheng wanted to open his mouth to refute, but Emil also said:

"Sheli is right. You are very fragile mentally right now. You have to travel during the day and get enough sleep at night. Let Sheli and I take care of the night watch.

Don’t forget that I am an elf from the forest. In the forest, day and night are the same to me.”

Chen Cheng pursed his lips, and finally nodded in agreement.

Because now is not the time for him to show off his strength. His spirit is extremely fragile. If he develops mental problems due to lack of rest and sleep, and then the pollution attacks and turns him into a monster like a mountain of flesh, then his death would be very unjust.

After entering the tent, Squidward crawled out of his space bag, and then he gasped and said:

"Good boy, you really found a good place. There is a magic repelling formation here. That thing doesn't dare to get close to here."

Originally, Chen Cheng thought that Squidward just wanted to come out to get some fresh air, but he didn't expect him to say that the thing that polluted him didn't dare to come near here now.

This immediately piqued Chen Cheng's interest.

After all, according to Squidward, it seemed that only a god-level person could deal with that thing. Could it be that the magic formation on this ancient road could reach the god-level?

After hearing Chen Cheng's question, Squidward laughed and said:

"Kid, you're overthinking it. The magic array here is at most a poor imitation of a god. See if it's useful to me. It's just for that consciousnessless trash. At most, it can disgust him and keep him away from here for a while.

But the magic array here has not been maintained for a long time. After a long time, that pile of garbage will still find you by sensing your pollution in the dark.

It's just that you can persist on this path for a little longer than before."

When Chen Cheng heard this, he realized that although it could not really solve the problem, it did allow him to find a safe zone, and this safe zone led to a place where he could be treated. This could be considered good news.

Seeing that Squidward couldn't get any more information from here, Chen Cheng grabbed him and stuffed him into the space bag, saying:

"Since everything is fine, let's go back. I also want to rest early."

Squidward waved his tentacles and cursed:

"You ungrateful family..."

After tying the space bag tightly, the tent immediately became quiet.

Perhaps due to mental weakness, after wiping his face, Chen Cheng fell into a deep sleep.

He slept until dawn the next day. Chen Cheng opened his eyes and got up and left the tent. The flame of the fire ditch he had dug last night had gone out, and the weeds and branches in the ditch had completely turned into charcoal.

However, even so, no heat or smoke could be felt.

"Don't worry, the fire here has been extinguished long ago. This is just ordinary charcoal."

Emile reminded Chen Cheng.