Little Radish and Butterfly haven't become Immortals yet, they must participate in a game once every month, following Li Changzhou and the others. The task might not be completed, but the error tolerance is a bit higher, making it less likely for them to die.
After taking Si to various places on the ship, the seven of them entered a large compartment with a view of the sea, silently waiting for the game to begin.
"Si, what kind of transportation do you use over there?" Li Qianxia asked Si in a low voice.
"Interstellar spacecraft. Very large spacecraft."
"How large is large?"
Si thought for a moment: "When it appears, a window is like an eye staring at a planet—a single eye is about as large as your Constant Star."
"..." Li Qianxia was stunned, not knowing what to say.
Even though he had already become an Earth Immortal, he couldn't imagine such a massive spacecraft, which could probably transport tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of Earth planets.
Not far away, Li Changzhou, sitting on a sofa, also reminded himself internally not to become arrogant or complacent because he had blown up a star not long ago, and not to relax his vigilance because of having "Time Stop."
Especially since they're about to enter an instance, the opponent at least possesses abilities equal to his own, and he might die at any moment.
"Dear passengers, the ship is about to anchor, please prepare, 10, 9, 8...."
Everyone pulled their thoughts back.
"Good luck!" Li Qianxia said.
Originally feeling heavy-hearted, everyone couldn't help but smile slightly.
Even Si, who had no emotions, although she didn't feel happy, the fear in her heart diminished a bit.
Boom!
Countless iron chains extended from the ship's body, stretching into the depths of the night sky, locking onto one star after another.
As if drawn in by the chains, the brightness of the locked stars instantly increased, making the sea surface look as if dozens of moons were hanging there.
The massive ship rumbled and was anchored and stopped.
"...2, 1, 0!"
"Wish you a pleasant journey, good night."
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Cold wind howled, icy wind whipped across the face like a lash, like a knife cutting.
Li Changzhou forced his eyes open, seeing the gray world, heavy snow filled the surroundings like mist, blurring the view.
Raising his head, the wind blew off his hood as he surveyed the area.
He was in a traveling group, the people in front and behind him—including himself—were all riding horses, with lanterns lit on the saddles.
In the cold wind, both the horses and the people bowed their heads, quietly advancing like ghosts.
A real ghost, jellyfish-like, flickered past through the snow mist, disappearing, only to suddenly emerge from the snow, crashing into the light, shattering with a bang!
Except for a child who looked up for a moment, everyone else kept their faces buried, heads bowed, as if the cold wind facing them was the owner of the wallet on their waist.
"Phew!" Li Changzhou exhaled a breath.
He withdrew his distant gaze, the warm breath he exhaled outlined white characters in front of him.
[Time: Catastrophe 56th Year]
[Location: Mysterious Island]
[Background: 56 years ago, mysterious substances descended from the sky, bringing "Great Power" to this world]
[Identity: Shadow Team Captain]
[Main Task: Incorporate the physical body with the Dao]
[Task Content: Acquire three additional "Great Powers"]
[Note: Do not gaze into the Abyss]
[Hint: In this game, only the player's basic physical attributes are retained, all other abilities are replaced by one "Great Power," and the stronger the ability, the stronger the "Great Power" obtained.]
As he reached the last word, the cold wind happened to blow in, scattering all the characters, making it a doubt whether what he saw just now was an illusion.
The old man turned back to look at the rear, and shouted: "Cart! Plough! Go scout the way!"
Two young men in fine gear urged the horses to quicken pace.
The horses also seemed unable to stand the wind and snow, sped past Li Changzhou and the old man in two or three steps.
"Remember!" The old man shouted again—this time it seemed irrelevant to how strong the wind was, "come back when you see the lights! Don't enter the town alone!"
"Be careful! I don't want to be at the tavern sipping hot wine! Watching a plate of roast slices with you guys as ingredients!" A man laughed from ahead.
The silhouettes of Cart and Plough had been concealed by the wind and snow, the black hand followed fifteen meters out before disappearing.
'Able to attack multiple targets simultaneously, maximum distance of fifteen meters, no immediate consumption of spirit or physical strength, uncertain if it consumes the soul... I just don't know how strong it is.' Li Changzhou silently summarized in the wind and snow.
After a brief interruption, the group fell silent once more.
The black hand blocked the knife-like wind, the cold sensation prevailed, and even though they wrapped themselves up like onions, they still couldn't fend off the needle-like cold.
Everyone was shivering.
Because it's colder to move, the group became motionless ghosts once again, from afar (not far, at three meters apart, one couldn't see each other's faces clearly), like a group of horses carrying gravestones.
This was not a metaphor; it was entirely possible to freeze stiff on horseback at this low temperature.
Li Changzhou felt that if he pulled out a foot at this moment, thumped it, and aimed at his toe, it would fall off exactly like an icicle on a winter eave, the good news being he wouldn't feel pain.
He was too cold to continue thinking, lazy even to count how many people there were in the group.
About ten minutes later, Cart and Plough rode back on horseback, exhaling hot breaths.
They didn't stop, circling around everyone like on a frying pan—stopping was indeed cold.
"Captain!" Cart shouted, "Fengxue Town's light is shining!"
Plough immediately added: "But I sneaked to the stable! Many horses! Many people have arrived!"
The old man looked somewhat unsightly, trembling as he turned to look at Li Changzhou, not speaking, but simply asking him with his eyes what to do next.
"Let's go!" Li Changzhou raised his head, nearly turning his frozen legs into chopped meat, clamped the horse's back, and accelerated the speed.
Even if there was a Queen Mother bathing in the town, he needed to get inside and warm up!
The crowd eagerly followed.
It sounded very fast, but the snow was horse-knee deep, and the horses were just ordinary horses, difficult to run in the snow.
The crowd formed a "one" shape, periodically changing leaders to let the leading horse that opened the road rest a bit.