"Huff, huff, huff... Just how the hell long is this damn passage? It''s been nearly six hours of continuous walking... Am I walking in a loop?"

    Myne looked at the identical walls around him and the seemingly endless passage ahead and behind him. He couldn''t help but doubt himself. To verify his suspicion, he fired seven fireballs at the same spot on the right wall, one after another, creating a small hole.

    The hardness of the stone wall far exceeded his expectations. If he were outside, his fireballs could easily make a hole a meter or deeper, but here, it was barely a few centimetres.

    "I hope my guess is wrong," Myne muttered anxiously. "If I''m really caught in a loop, it''ll be even more difficult to figure out the situation of this place." He continued walking forward, observing the right wall and praying he wouldn''t see the small hole again.

    Thankfully, he was overthinking. After another half-hour of walking, he finally saw the light ahead.

    "Phew, nearly seven hours of walking, and I''m going to get out of this goddamned passage," Myne muttered excitedly, rushing toward the exit.

    Whoosh!

    "F*ck! Cough, cough, damn it, why the hell there are all so many bushes at the exit?" Myne, full of excitement and with eyes not adjusted to the bright light, directly entered the dense bushes at the exit and cursed loudly.

    He impatiently waved his hands and pushed aside the bushes, which covered his entire body like a cocoon, and all kinds of small insects, like perverted little creatures, were trying their best to crawl into his clothes and touch his poor body. Thankfully, there were no thorns on those bushes, otherwise, without the help of the Ultra Regeneration skill, Myne''s further journey would have been full of pain and suffering.

    Rustle!

    Thud!@@@@

    Overall, Myne was not at all pleased with the group of people he saw. He looked up at the mysterious sky, which was divided into two parts: the left half was dark, covered with a beautiful red moon and stars, while the right half was sunny, with the sun shining brightly. This bizarre phenomenon of day and night existing simultaneously was more than enough for him to curse his bad luck. Even after witnessing such a wonderful sight, if he still naively believed he was in his own body, he might as well return to his original body and stay as far away from this mess as possible.

    "I hope Garnet gives me enough reward for all this hard work," Myne muttered, taking a deep breath. He shook his head and decided to go the stream. Although he wanted to meet these not-so-friendly looking people and understand what was going on, considering his condition and the drying mud, and lacking any other clothes, Myne decided to clean himself first. Otherwise, if these muscular brutes misunderstood him as a monster and killed him, it would be a significant loss.

    There was no one around the stream, saving Myne a lot of trouble. He directly opened a portal at the edge of the stream and walked into it without hesitation. The water was very clean, flowing continuously and reducing the possibility of bacteria.

    As most of his clothes were already dirty, Myne didn''t bother to take them off. He sat down in the stream, which was barely a meter deep, and started cleaning himself.

    Perhaps Myne was having too easy a time, as while he was cleaning himself, a few patrolling guards noticed him and quickly rushed towards him, riding big wolves and holding simple swords. Just by seeing their expressions, anyone could tell that Myne was about to run out of luck.

    ... Find adventures on My Virtual Library Empire

    Hearing loud footsteps and shouts, Myne looked towards the "village" and saw seven muscular giants riding wolves, armed with weapons, rushing towards him. What surprised him was that all of them had expressions as if they had seen their lifelong enemy and couldn''t wait to kill him.

    Because he wanted to understand the situation and knew that fighting these strange people would not benefit him, Myne didn''t make any sudden movements. He simply stood in the stream and patiently waited for them.

    "Grahk? Who''y? Mean take land? Filth our wa''ra?"

    A man with the longest beard, eight-pack abs, and the appearance of a captain of this small team approached Myne. He spoke in a heavy voice, his face full of rage, as if he would jump on Myne and behead him with a swing of his sword at the next moment. But his language was different from Myne''s, and he could barely understand a few words.

    A big question mark appeared on poor Myne''s head. He could barely understand a few words spoken by the other party, not enough to grasp what he was trying to say. Although the language had some similarities with his own, it wasn''t enough for him to communicate with them.