Chapter 274 - 154: The Mortal Realm’s Solitary Watch in the Eternal Night

Chapter 274: Chapter 154: The Mortal Realm’s Solitary Watch in the Eternal Night

"Do you know the power of belief?"

"With the power of belief, even the impossible can become possible."

"You can think of it as you tricking your brain, and then your brain tricking you back."

"Come, I’ll teach you."

"First, pretend you’re holding a salt shaker. Then, open your mouth, stick out your tongue, and pretend to keep pouring salt on it. You’ll find that if you believe hard enough that you’re really holding a salt shaker, your brain will actually make your tongue taste salt."

"Try it."

Shao Qiu looked at Zhang Qianming, his eyes full of expectation.

"Yes!"

With a serious expression, Zhang Qianming opened his mouth wide, stuck out his tongue, and pretended to pour from a salt shaker into his own mouth.

"Yes, yes, just like that. Pour the salt faster."

"Tilt your head back a little more."

Zhang Qianming was taking it very seriously. He even thought he could vaguely taste salt. Just as he was focusing his entire being on experiencing this power of belief, he suddenly heard a stifled PFFT of laughter next to his ear.

He looked down.

His brothers who had followed him to the Mortal Realm were all red in the face, clamping their hands over their mouths, desperately trying not to burst out laughing.

"I..."

He instantly realized how strange his posture must look. His face flushed red as he whipped his head to the side to look at Shao Qiu.

"It’s a shame you’re not a woman."

Shao Qiu stood up, clapped Zhang Qianming on the shoulder, and laughed. "Otherwise, you’d be very... *moist*."

"Have fun."

"Relax."

With that, Shao Qiu turned and left.

He left behind a mortified Zhang Qianming and his brothers, who could finally no longer hold back their roaring laughter.

"Brother Qianming, it’s a pity we can’t use Memory Stones in the Mortal Realm, or I’d have definitely recorded that moment! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"

"So *moist*, Brother Qianming, so very *moist*."

"Your tongue was a little too white, though. It kind of ruined the aesthetic."

"True. Not pink enough."

The atmosphere had livened up.

The group instantly lost their stiffness. Zhang Qianming wasn’t stiff anymore either—his tension had just transformed into mortification. He roared in frustration, "All of you, forget what you just fucking saw!"

Only then did he look at Shao Qiu’s departing figure, a dazed look in his eyes.

’Rumor has it the Mortal Realm’s Dark Pavilion Master kills without batting an eye.’

’But after interacting with him today...’

’He’s actually a good person. He even cared about the feelings of an insignificant Mortal Realm Member like me. It makes me feel a little more like I belong here. Everyone has been so friendly.’

...

The banquet ended.

The Mortal Realm Members had all returned to their posts.

Chen Fan had brought Hey Hey to the side of the Port.

"Hey Hey."

Hey Hey obediently lay on the ground, awaiting instructions.

"Dig."

A questioning look flashed in Hey Hey’s eyes. ’Dig where?’

"Dig toward the seabed. Then follow the seafloor and just keep digging forward."

Hey Hey remained silent and motionless, a question mark seeming to float above its head.

"Hmm..."

Chen Fan was momentarily at a loss for words. The workload did seem a bit much. Hey Hey didn’t even get a monthly salary, so he felt a little embarrassed to ask for so much. This amount of work would be enough to exhaust a donkey.

"All-you-can-eat luzhu."

A glint of light flashed in Hey Hey’s eyes. It instantly grew excited, leaping into the air and diving toward the ground. Its claws, like sharp blades, dug rapidly into the earth. In no time, a straight deep well leading deep underground was left in its place.

If you had to ask who in the Mortal Realm liked Zhao Shengping the most, it would have to be Hey Hey.

The luzhu Zhao Shengping made was like heaven to Hey Hey. Chen Fan had once tentatively asked what it felt like to eat it, and Hey Hey had vaguely answered him through body language.

A bit hyped up after eating.

Feeling light and floaty.

A body full of boundless energy.

Eyes a little hazy.

He didn’t dare ask any more.

Asking more would have been inappropriate. It was starting to sound less like tender, delicious luzhu and more like something else entirely.

Soon—

A sufficiently deep "deep well" appeared beside the Port.

He installed Copper Pipes along the walls of the deep well, then rode the "High-speed Rail" to the bottom. This location was already deep enough, far exceeding the depth of the current seabed. Hey Hey stopped digging vertically and began digging horizontally.

As Hey Hey dug, he followed behind it, laying down the Copper Pipe.

At the same time, wherever the Copper Pipe was laid, pale white bones would extend out from behind, reinforcing the tunnel and preventing its collapse.

That’s right.

He had to follow Hey Hey for the entire duration of this job.

Otherwise, without the protection of the Copper Pipe and the Mountain Remains Embryo, Hey Hey would have a hard time getting out alive if it collapsed.

This massive project required his full participation.

He named this project—

the "New Continent Tunnel."

It would lead directly to the New Continent.

Just then, Hey Hey stopped. Having swallowed so much dirt, its stomach was clearly getting full. It turned to look at Chen Fan, who instantly understood. He pulled the Storage Ring from his clothes and tossed it over.

Hey Hey opened its mouth.

A massive amount of dirt was poured into the Storage Ring.

What should have been a huge earth-moving project was perfectly solved by Hey Hey’s stomach and the Storage Ring, eliminating the need to transport soil backward.

Forty-one days had passed since the completion of "High-speed Rail Line 1."

The Storage Ring had, of course, been unlocked long ago.

The password was precisely four hundred forty-four.

The correct answer to one plus one was four hundred forty-four.

He had thought there would be a lot of Ghost Stones inside.

But to his surprise, there wasn’t a single Ghost Stone inside. Then again, that made sense. The Jiangbei Defense Line had already fallen. An Architect who would still keep a pile of Ghost Stones in their Storage Ring at a time like that—what’s the difference between them and a human traitor?

’Could you even call them human?’

There was only a simple change of clothes.