Doomsday: Gain experience by hunting

Hu Lan's message:

[Or her ancestors were outsiders!]

Tang Wen's breath hitched: Outsiders have hereditary traits?

Hu Lan had previously said, "The Huang family cannot leave Gushan City."

Is that what she meant?

But what's the difference between outsiders and locals?

Aren't they all people?

...

Tang Wen's thoughts were chaotic, unable to grasp the main point.

He simply continued reading:

[It's a very strange, illogical disease, or rather, a curse]

A curse?

[The major fourth-rank forces call it the "Curse of the Land"]

[The reason for the curse's outbreak is bizarre. Ancient books record, "One side of the water and soil raises one side of the people."]

[Many families have discovered that if a martial arts family that has been passed down for generations moves to live tens of thousands of miles away, it won't be long before they and their descendants born there will suffer from the "Curse of the Land."]

[Speaking of which, you've probably guessed that the three major families in the inner city cannot leave the sphere of influence of Gushan City because of this.]

[Similarly, so is our White Tiger Tribe.]

[Gushan City is far enough for us.]

Tang Wen felt lost.

Curse of the Land?

And, is that what "One side of the water and soil raises one side of the people" means?

He couldn't help but look at the ground beneath his feet.

This side of the water and soil, well, let's take the entire Northwest land as an example.

Does the Northwest land only raise Northwest people?

Does it not raise other Easterners, Southerners, and Northerners at all?

Not only does it not raise them, but it also curses them?

If that's the case, doesn't this land possess its own will, or even be alive?

No, to be precise, the "land" in each area has its own will.

They can like some people and hate some people.

And they are all very devoted, liking the locals and hating the outsiders.

They even hate the children born to outsiders.

It feels like a black-hearted gang fighting for territory, suppressing "outsiders."

Tang Wen felt absurd.

If the narrator wasn't Hu Lan, he would definitely think the other person was talking nonsense.

How could there be such a strange curse?

Hu Lan's reply had a lot more information:

[Many families have spent a lot of energy, manpower, and resources to solve this problem.]

[First of all, how far is considered an alien land? If you have children with a local, are you still considered an alien? If so, what about the daughter-in-law who is a local? After several generations, will this "curse" disappear?]

After someone noticed this problem, they kept trying to solve it.

Tang Wen nodded secretly. If he were to research it, he would start from these two aspects as well.

If it's said that outsiders are rejected when they come to the local area, he can still understand it.

But the local children who are born and raised here also get sick when they grow up.

It's simply illogical.

Assuming that there is a "will of the land" that is in charge of this matter, does it have to divide itself into countless parts, stare at every foreign household, and compile their family tree for them?

He shook his head, put aside his wild thoughts, and continued reading.

[Many years later, everyone discovered that distance does not seem to be determined by distance. In other words, "outsiders" may become "outsiders" even if they come to live a hundred miles away across a high mountain.]

[The curse does not break out immediately]

[Many examples show that when "foreign martial artists" break through the martial arts boundary in the local area, that is, from the seventh rank to the sixth rank, and from the sixth rank to the fifth rank, the "curse of the earth" will come to their door.]

[The same is true for future generations.]

[The reason why the seventh rank is used as an example is because the symptoms of heart pain in the descendants below the seventh rank are very mild and difficult to detect.]

[The competition for the eighth rank to advance to the seventh rank is already fierce.]

[Many people have no hope of breaking through the martial arts realm for the rest of their lives because of this strange disease.]

Hu Lan explained in detail.

The stronger the strength, the more severe the pain!

This description matches Xia Qingge's symptoms.

Moreover, her explanation added a bit of logic.

Ordinary people practice martial arts without famous teachers, resources, or visualization methods.

Being able to practice to the realm of a martial master is already one in a hundred.

Even if outsiders break through to the extraordinary, and their hearts start to ache, it will be considered an accident.

The same is true for breaking through to the sixth rank.

Therefore, this symptom was not taken seriously at first.

It was not until some powerful and inherited families began to migrate outward.

Their clansmen and descendants fell ill one after another.

The family then realized that something was wrong.

Such a degree of dense onset, at first, they thought they had been poisoned.

So, they attacked everywhere and began to attack possible enemies.

There were countless bloody storms for a time.

As time passed, and as this symptom repeatedly appeared in the migrating families.

People ruled out many reasons, countless people died, and I don't know how many families were destroyed. Finally, they were shocked to find that migrating to other places may be the main reason for the outbreak of this disease.

Tang Wen didn't know the process of determining the "Curse of the Land."

But he could also guess that it must have gone through countless twists and turns.

The ancestors of mankind were able to determine the cause of the disease.

His eyes returned to the concentric mirror.

Seeing the next line, Tang Wen was shocked again.

[In the depths of the Hundred Thousand Mountains where my clan is located, there are many entrances to the underground world.]

[Every time there is an outbreak of beast tides and demon disasters]

[Even with the strength of our White Tiger clan, we will suffer heavy losses.]

[In the past, there have even been several crises of extermination.]

Tang Wen恍惚了一下.

He suddenly understood a lot!

For example, why does the White Tiger Tribe stubbornly defend the dangerous place like the Southern Hundred Thousand Mountains and not retreat?

From the current geographical location:

Starting from the Silver Wolf Territory in the north and ending at the Hundred Thousand Mountains in the south.

In his eyes, they are all barren lands.

But barrenness is also graded.

The Silver Wolf Territory and the Flame Camp are the bitter and cold Northern Border.

It belongs to a place where birds don't shit.

Slightly more promising forces disdain to occupy this place.

The sphere of influence of Gushan City in the middle is the most prosperous.

And Southern Xinjiang, the Hundred Thousand Mountains, is the most dangerous.

The number of alien beasts is the largest, and their strength is the strongest.

This is what Tang Wen gradually learned after becoming the young master of the Black Water Gang and then becoming an elder of the White Tiger Tribe.

The middle part is prosperous, but the strength of the three major families in Gushan City is not as good as that of the White Tiger Tribe.

But the White Tiger did not withdraw from the Hundred Thousand Mountains and occupy the middle part.

It turns out that it's not that they don't want to retreat.

It's not that they are born masochists who like to stay in the Hundred Thousand Mountains and fight other fifth-rank alien beasts to the death!

It's just that they simply can't retreat.

After retreating, who will bear the alien beasts and demons in the Hundred Thousand Mountains?

All members of the White Tiger Tribe will suffer from the torment of the "Curse of the Land."

[Our White Tiger clan cannot withdraw from the Hundred Thousand Mountains]

[The White Tiger village that contacted you before only had a sixth-rank alien beast guarding it, so you mistakenly thought we were a sixth-rank force.]

[I know that many people in Gushan City thought it was a test]

[That was indeed a test, but it was not a test for Gushan City]

Tang Wen blurted out in his heart: It was a test to see how far the White Tiger Tribe could be away from the farthest border of the Hundred Thousand Mountains!

Continue reading.

Sure enough, Hu Lan's next sentence was what he meant.

[The sixth-rank White Tiger was promoted within the scope of the White Tiger village. In that village, the White Tiger felt uncomfortable]

[Only by coming to the depths of the Hundred Thousand Mountains can the heart throbbing be relieved]

[That's right, although we are a fourth-rank strong clan, we are trapped by the Hundred Thousand Mountains!]

[We are forever trapped here by the mountains that nurtured us and raised us!!!]

Tang Wen shuddered and felt a chill in his heart.

Hu Lan's performance has always been calm and gentle.

But looking at the words she sent, it was as if he saw a woman calmly facing despair.

She is staring at the abyss, and inevitably, she is about to be swallowed by the abyss.

Fate!

Shackles!

The White Tiger Tribe seems to be free and powerful, but it is in the shackles of fate.

The White Tiger clan has a fourth-rank powerhouse.

Pushing down Gushan City and pushing all the way to the Northern Border can harvest countless territories and resources.

But the next generation, the White Tigers will not be able to give birth to the fourth rank.

It's even difficult to reach the fifth rank.

Not to mention, once there is no deterrent from them.

The threats in the Hundred Thousand Mountains will definitely quickly move south and invade the entire Northwest land.

Tang Wen frowned, his heart was in a mess: Could it be that he will be trapped in the Flame Camp in the future?

He has an experience panel, I don't know if he can get rid of this fate.

No, no.

The location of the Flame Camp and Gushan City should belong to the same land.

Further south, the edge of the Hundred Thousand Mountains is the dividing line.

And, according to his agreement with Hu Lan.

In the summer, he will go to the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

Perhaps, he can try to be promoted to the sixth rank in the depths of the Hundred Thousand Mountains to test whether he can break through this "Curse of the Land".

The experience panel gave Tang Wen confidence.

On the concentric mirror, the following is a large area of blank space.

It seems that the person who left the message fell into a long silence after writing the above words.

The handwriting is not over yet:

[This has almost no impact on ordinary people]

[It is difficult for them to become martial arts masters]

[It is not too cruel for people with ordinary talents]

[Unfortunately, you and I are extremely talented]

[But we cannot get out of the scope defined by fate and pursue a higher realm]

Tang Wen responded in silence.

Hu Lan's words.

He only partially agrees.

This matter has a great impact on ordinary people.

Because the fate of a race is often determined by a few people.

The best and the worst wrote history, and the mediocre ones reproduced the race.

If geniuses can't get out, the race will be trapped forever.

Tang Wen couldn't help but think of the nation with many twists and turns in his previous life. If it weren't for the birth of great men, he didn't know how long the fate of the nation would have to sway in the wind and rain!

At the end of the message, Hu Lan wrote:

[Your camp's female leader is still at the peak of the sixth rank]

[If you can't let her return to her "homeland", then it's best not to let her advance to the fifth rank]

[According to records, after reaching the fifth rank, not only will the heart throb, but the center of the eyebrows will also start to sting. According to the words left by those who have experienced it, the latter pain is not just painful to the point of being unable to control the shaking of hands]

[It is ten times more painful than the strong heart throbbing]

[I still remember very deeply the record of a female fifth rank: "The Curse of the Land has come upon me. Every night, I feel like I have given birth to three children, so painful that I am exhausted! Descendants, return to your hometown, or don't advance, don't advance, don't advance!"]

Tang Wen read it several times repeatedly.

He thought uncertainly: Queen, she should be at the peak of the sixth rank, right?

He raised his head and looked outside: Xia Qingge was holding a gourd and drinking gurglingly, and with the other hand, he seemed to press the position between her eyebrows.

"Are you rubbing your eyebrows?" He subconsciously opened his mouth, his voice was very calm, but his heart sank straight down.

He typed quickly on the mirror, wanting to ask if there was any way to relieve it.

Xia Qingge's hand paused slightly, looked in the direction of Tang Wen, and said with dissatisfaction: "What are you talking about, kid?"

The action of rubbing her eyebrows did not stop: "I didn't get to drink new wine this time I came out! It's a big loss."

"Does your forehead start to hurt?"

"I think your skin is itchy, think of me better!"

Gurgling gurgling.

Raise the gourd and drink heartily.

Tang Wen was skeptical: "It really doesn't hurt?"

"Weird."

Xia Qingge turned around, leaned against the big tree and sat down, leaving him a back in a white dress.

Tang Wen wiped away the large paragraphs of text he had just written on the mirror.

Suppressing the irritability in his heart.

He communicated with Hu Lan normally.

He told her about what he had been busy with recently, finding food, the corruption of the Huang family, the cowardice of the boat gang, and the mysterious fifth-rank flood dragon in the lake, one by one.

Then, he mentioned casually: "If I have already advanced to the fifth rank, how can I relieve the pain caused by this [Curse of the Land]?"

Put down the concentric mirror.

Tang Wen took the initiative to show his figure, walked to the dead tree, and squatted down.

"What's so good about wine."

"You're still young."

Tang Wen: "...You haven't seen it, how do you know?"

Unexpectedly, Xia Qingge raised her eyebrows and gave him a brain buster.

"Hey!"

"What are you calling, do you think I don't know what you mean? Heh! I used to go to brothels every day!"

"Our Flame Camp is not a brothel." It wasn't Tang Wen's complaint. The red houses in the Flame Camp really had a lot of rules.

For example, if a guest likes a girl and gives money, the girl will not directly receive the guest.

Instead, the two parties have to get to know each other for a few days before they can take the final step.

"I've also been to the brothels in Five Families City."

Tang Wen glanced at her: "You look so good, even if you put on men's clothes, others can tell at a glance. Those women are teasing you!"

Xia Qingge snorted.

She was indeed recognized as a female.

At that time, a group of prostitutes kept laughing around her.

The wine gourd was handed over.

Tang Wen took it, raised it and took a sip, without touching his lips, and then handed it back.

After drinking back and forth several times.

Tang Wen remembered something and casually took out a few stones to use as shrapnel.

He gestured a few times with the dagger behind his waist.

The blade of the dagger is thin, and it must be difficult to carve stones.

But as soon as Tang Wen started, the stones were like clay, and the debris fell one after another, turning into a square stone in the blink of an eye.

Xia Qingge stared at him drinking wine.

It wasn't until he used a dagger and charcoal to punch holes and leave traces on the small stone that she realized: "Dice. You want to play and compare sizes?"

"Only children play comparing sizes!"

Xia Qingge narrowed her phoenix eyes. She often played with the female officials at the camp.

Tang Wen used dead wood from the forest to make two identical wooden cups.

"Come on! Let me tell you about the new rules of the game."

He explained the rules of "Bluffing" and then said, "You can't use mental power, and you can't listen in. The loser can choose to drink alcohol or answer a question, but they can't lie."

"The loser drinks? Why reward the loser?"

Tang Wen, forgetting you're an alcoholic: "...Let's change it to the winner gets to drink, and the loser has to answer a question."

A rustling sound.

After a round.

Xia Qingge lost.

Tang Wen looked at her bright eyes: "Have you broken through to the fifth rank?"

She curled her lips, about to deny it.

A voice came from the sky: "Yes, yes, judging by the aura, she's just entered the fifth rank."