I Have A City In An Alternate World



In the passage below the ship, twelve cultivators gathered together and slowly moved forward.

The old man was leading his group of disciples with a cautious look.

from now on, all of you must be on high alert. You can't be careless at all!

As usual, the old man taught his disciple in a calm tone.

The old man's way of teaching his disciples was to keep them by his side at all times and slowly grow through the trials.

The vast majority of cultivators were used to being alone and had no ties to them.

However, the old man was different. Perhaps it was because he was a teacher, but he preferred to teach his disciples and pass on his experience.

This wasn't a bad thing. After teaching a disciple, it was equivalent to increasing one's own strength.

Compared to those unfamiliar cultivators, these disciples that he had personally taught were naturally more trustworthy.

For example, at this moment, the old man with eleven disciples could always ensure his own safety.

The world of purple light was different from the outside world. Cultivation was not the only factor that mattered. The more people there were, the greater the advantage.

When Tang Zhen suggested to split up and search, the old man immediately made up his mind to act alone.

Only by doing so could he ensure his own safety and not be in danger due to the lack of food.

What other cultivators could think of, the old man could naturally think of as well. Furthermore, he had considered far and wide.

The further away he was from Tang Zhen, the safer he would be.

At this moment, the old man and the others were walking through a long passage that looked gloomy and dark.

The ground was in a mess, as if someone had been fighting here not long ago.

Seeing this, the old man became even more vigilant.

After walking for some distance, there was a faint flash of light in front of them, flickering with a dark green light.

They had been in a dark environment the entire time, but now they suddenly saw light, which made the cultivators subconsciously raise their vigilance.

There might be danger ahead, but the exploration had to continue because they had no other choice.

When they reached the end of the passage, everyone was surprised to see a long table in the hall ahead.

The table was filled with plates, bowls, and chopsticks, and all kinds of food.

Even from far away, the cultivators could smell the aroma of food, which made them even hungrier.

"Master, there's so much food here, we're saved this time!"

One of the old man's disciples was overjoyed and was about to rush forward.

"Stop right there! Don't tell me you don't want to live!"

The old man angrily rebuked and stopped his disciple, his face full of disappointment.

"Why don't you think about where this place is and why a table of food would appear out of nowhere?

Aren't you afraid that you'll lose your life after eating this?"

The old man's words were reasonable. In such a strange environment, he couldn't let his guard down.

"But master, we've run out of food, and everyone's starving.

If you don't eat now, you'll really starve to death!"

The disciple who was scolded said in an aggrieved tone. His eyes seemed to be out of his control as he peeked at the table full of food.

The old man frowned and didn't say a word.

"It's all that guy's fault. If he didn't steal our food, we wouldn't be in such a difficult situation!

If we really can't, we'll go back and snatch his food. According to my understanding, half of the food on the ship is on him!"

Another disciple used a complaining tone and said. The person he was referring to was naturally Tang Zhen.

Hearing the meaning in his words, it was obvious that he had some crooked thoughts and wanted to find an opportunity to Rob Tang Zhen.

The old man who was deep in thought immediately turned his head and looked at the disciple with a cold gaze.

Seeing his master's serious expression, the disciple panicked, not knowing what had happened.

"I'll only warn you once. Even if you starve to death, don't have any ideas about him, or you'll be doomed to regret it.

If you want to die, remember to do it yourself and don't implicate others."

Hearing the old man's warning, the group of disciples were all secretly shocked. They did not expect that their master would actually place such importance on Tang Zhen.

Could it be that there was something special about that cultivator?

The old man did not explain too much when he saw his disciple's puzzled face. He merely had a feeling that Tang Zhen was not simple.

If he wanted to leave alive, he would most likely have to rely on Tang Zhen.

but master, how should we solve the food crisis? are we going to starve to death? "

The eleven disciples around him were all looking at the old man, waiting for him to come up with a solution.

Because of their hunger, their faces were twisted and hideous, and their eyes couldn't help but look at the food on the table.

If it wasn't for the old man's authority, which kept them from acting rashly, they might have already rushed to the table.

The old man was also enduring his hunger. He was very clear in his heart that he had to make a decision immediately.

At the thought of this, he no longer hesitated and looked at the pained expressions on the disciples 'faces.

"Who among you is willing to try the food and see if there are any problems?

I want to remind you that doing this requires taking risks. You must think carefully before you do it. "

He knew that the food might be a trap, but he had no other choice.

"Master, I'll go!"

A starving disciple who was about to go crazy stood up without hesitation. He really couldn't bear this kind of terrible torture.

Rather than being starved to death like this, it was better to fill one's stomach before dying. That might be more comfortable.

With the old man's permission, the cultivator rushed to the table, picked up a plate of food, and poured it into his mouth.

He didn't even chew. He swallowed the food on the plate and quickly grabbed another plate.

In the blink of an eye, he had devoured more than ten plates of food, making his companions extremely envious.

"How is it? how do you feel?"

The old man asked, secretly swallowing his saliva and resisting his hunger.

it's very fragrant and very delicious. I finally don't have to endure that feeling of hunger anymore!

The disciple said in an excited tone as he picked up another serving of food and poured it into his mouth.

The disciple didn't answer the question, which made the old man so angry that his face turned black.

damn b * stard, I'm asking you, is there a problem with this food? "

The other disciples were full of anticipation as they looked at their companions devouring the delicious food. They wanted to rush forward immediately.

If the old man still didn't allow it, then they would rather choose to disobey and grab a bite of the food.

"Problem? What's the problem? I feel like I'm in a good state right now!"

The disciple replied, then buried his head and started eating again.

"Master, let's go and have a bite too. We really can't take it anymore."

The disciples looked at the old man and said in an almost pleading tone.

alright, I hope our luck is good and we don't run into any messy things.

The old man sighed. At this moment, he really didn't have a better idea.

After getting the old man's approval, the group immediately rushed to the table and stuffed food into their mouths with all their might.

As they ate, all sorts of sounds came out of their mouths, and their faces were filled with enjoyment and satisfaction.

"Master, come and have a bite. There shouldn't be any problem with this food.

Besides, if you don't eat, you'll starve to death sooner or later, so why make things difficult for yourself?"

Hearing his disciple's advice, the old man made up his mind and slowly walked to the table.

"Master, this is for you. It's delicious!"

A disciple handed over some food. The old man took a look and stuffed it into his mouth.

As soon as the food entered his stomach, the hunger that had driven him crazy was immediately alleviated.

According to the old man's original plan, he wouldn't eat more after his hunger disappeared.

Unexpectedly, after he started eating, he suddenly realized that he could not control his appetite at all.

It didn't take long for the vigilant master and disciple to immerse themselves in the satisfaction brought by the food.

They did not notice that in the dark corner of the hall, there was an identical table.

Illusionary figures appeared beside the tables. They looked exactly like the old man and the others.