Chapter 42: The Whirlwind Squad's Counterattack
After Lin Chen left the Whirlwind Mercenary Corps, the Chiliarch was in a good mood for some time before returning to his room at night. He took out a goose feather pen and began writing a letter to the Commander of the Imperial City, detailing the events that Lin Chen had described about the Ghost Realm.
Yellow Spring Road, Naihe Bridge, Ten Halls of Yanluo, Six Paths of Reincarnation, Meng Po's Broth, all these formed a flawless cycle system. On one side, Lin Chen recalled the Ghost Realm, while Qian Fuzhang detailedly depicted it, writing for over two hours, finally producing a thick letter. Then he summoned his tamed demon beast, Fengying, to send the letter to the Imperial Capital immediately.
"Is the underworld real or fake? Is life really decided by the wheel of reincarnation? The six paths of reincarnation? If you did evil things in your past life, will you be punished in hell? And in the next life, can only be reborn into the animal path? Become a flower or grass? Become a demon beast?" The chiliarch stood at the window, muttering to himself as he watched the hawk fly away.
No matter which world, no matter who, the exploration of life is never-ending. As long as there is an existence with wisdom, they will ponder where they came from and why this world has such changes.
But such things are not just thought out clearly with the brain, the stronger one's abilities, the more persistent their thoughts on why life exists, yet no one can give them an answer.
Although it's just speculation, the Ghost Realm that Lin Chen mentioned today is too grand, too perfect, and doesn't have a single flaw. It's also too realistic, leaving no room for doubt. This makes even Qian Fuzhang uncertain whether the legend of the Ghost Realm is true or not, so he decides to report this information to the Captain.
"What's that?" Just as the commander was standing by the window, lost in thought about the ghost world, a sudden burst of flames not far away caught his attention. He walked out the door and took a look, only to find it was his own sister and Xiao Mei, crouched at the entrance burning paper.
"What are you doing?", asked Qianfu Zhang with some puzzlement as he watched the two of them burning paper for no reason at night.
"This is what Mr. Lin Chen said, if you want to miss the dead, burn some paper money, he said that the currency used by the ghosts in the ghost world is the paper money we burned in this world, these papers carrying our relatives and friends can reach that legendary ghost world", Xiaomei replied while throwing a few self-made paper money into the fire.
"Ah!?", Hearing this, Qian Fuzhang was shocked, and there was actually such a thing?
The skeptical Qian Fuzhang also squatted down, holding the paper money and throwing it into the flames, burning the paper money. The three of them felt extremely calm, as if Nas, who had passed away, was still with them. Not to mention whether the legend of the ghost world is true or not, but this feeling of having a place to hold onto one's thoughts is really great.
"It seems I can really feel Nas's presence...", she put the paper money in her hand into the flame, watching the burning fire in front of her, and felt a sense of solace for her soul, filling up Little Plum's empty heart for a moment. Little Plum muttered to herself.
"What? You have this feeling too? I thought it was just an illusion," said the woman, looking up at Xiaomei with a surprised expression. The two of them gazed into each other's eyes, both shining with tears. These moving tears seemed to allow them to clearly feel Nas' presence at that moment.
When he heard his sister and Xiaomei's words, Senpakuji's movements paused for a moment, and he also had the same feeling, as if he could feel Nasu's presence. Originally, Senpakuji thought it was just an illusion, but unexpectedly, both of them were the same, and everyone seemed to have the same feeling.
"Could it be? Does a ghost world really exist in this world? If not, then why do all three of us have this feeling?", he thought to himself in shock. Qian Fuzhang hastily got up again and went back to his room to write a letter. At this time, Qian Fuzhang already believed more than 70% that the ghost world existed.
In the blink of an eye, three days had passed, and Lin Chen hadn't thought that by telling the legend of the Ghost Realm from his world to Xiao Mei and the others in the Gale Mercenary Group, it would cause such a reaction. He also hadn't expected that this legend of the Ghost Realm would create such a stir later on.
At this time, Lin Chen and Xia Lu were riding on a fine horse each, heading in the direction of the Imperial Capital. Three days had passed, and Lin Chen and Xia Lu had also traveled several hundred miles. At this rate, it would probably take about another week to reach the Imperial Capital.
Three days passed, and although Xia Lu had been pestering him to become his master, Lin Chen still hadn't agreed. However, after three days of conversation, Lin Chen had gained a preliminary understanding of the world he was currently in. This world was similar to the semi-feudal society of ancient times, but it also possessed magical professions like mages and swordsmen that were full of wonder.
Moreover, the most important thing is that this world does not have a so-called god, humans who possess magical skills themselves do not think that there are gods in this world, nor are there any legends of demons.
In short, this is a world of swords and magic, where they believe in their own strength and do not believe in the existence of gods in this world... Gods have never appeared in this world either.
Although Xia Lu couldn't ride a horse, after these few days of exploration, she could somehow manage to do it. When the fine horses ran quickly, she could sit steadily on them. However, in these three days, the two fine horses had become much thinner, and Lin Chen was considering whether he should change them.
Two fine horses, seeing Yatse's presence, went limp and fell to the ground, unable to move at all. If it weren't for Yatse's menacing low growl, driving the two horses to get up, Lin Chen and Xia Lu would have had to walk to the Imperial Capital.
However, even with Yat's driving, the three days of continuous travel were spent in a state of nervous tension for the two fine horses by his side. In just three short days, the sturdy horses had already lost a circle of flesh.
"From this side of the canyon, if we go through and walk for half a day, can we reach Melo City? Let's take this route instead," Lin Chen said, looking at the map. He pointed to a fork in the road next to them. "It's still morning now, and if nothing unexpected happens, we should be able to arrive at Melo City before evening. This might save us a day's journey."
"Shall we go to the canyon? Alright then", upon hearing Lin Chen's words, Xia Lu hesitated for a moment, but thinking that the highest level of magical beasts in the canyon were only third-level, and they had a fourth-level fire lizard on their side, so Xia Lu nodded in agreement.
They turned the horse's head and both of them took a shortcut to the side canyon, looking at the map. Lin Chen secretly sighed that this world was indeed primitive enough. The total land and ocean area of the entire world was more than three times that of Earth, yet humans only had a population of 500 million.
The population is less than half of China's, but the area of this world is more than three times that of the earth, which also means that there are still large areas in this world that have not been developed by humans.
Moreover, even within the empire, there are many unknown areas between cities and cities. It is precisely because of the sparse population and vast territory that the magical beasts in this world are also ubiquitous.
Even in the empire, there are many places where monsters exist. You may want to transport a batch of goods from one city to another, but on the way, you will be attacked by monsters. It is precisely because of this that the mercenary industry has flourished exceptionally.
"Roar!!!!", just as Lin Chen and Xia Lu were walking in the canyon, around afternoon, a sudden battle cry sounded from afar, accompanied by the thick roar of a magical beast.
"Level 8 demon!!", Yatse hastily walked a few steps and arrived in front of Lin Chen, reminding him in a low voice.

