Doomsday courtyard begins to survive by planting pea shooters

"Oh, by the way, when I went to the Windy Canyon, I also found something very strange." Xiao Jian crossed his legs and stared at the countdown above the blind saint's head, and said quite easily. "Oh? What is it?" The blind saint did not seem to show any anxiety, but just whispered as usual. "It's that axe..." Xiao Jian told how he found the Giant Axe Peak, and then how he completely destroyed the terrain-level obsidian giant axe. Of course, Xiao Jian also told the most important part in detail - that is, after the giant axe was destroyed, the wind in the Windy Canyon suddenly stopped. However, the more Xiao Jian explained, the bigger the blind saint's eyes widened. After Xiao Jian finished speaking, her rosy lips opened slightly, her eyes widened, and her face was full of shock and disbelief. "What? Is there something I didn't explain clearly?" Xiao Jian put down his crossed legs, put his feet on the ground, leaned forward slightly, put his hands on his knees, and his expression became very serious. Unfortunately, just when Xiao Jian thought that the blind saint would tell him something he didn’t know, he didn’t expect her to sigh with satisfaction:

“…So that’s how it is. It turns out that the strong wind there is because of that axe!”

“I really want to see how the giant axe that is taller than the Saint Peak collapses…”

“Is there really nothing nearby? Is that giant axe really just ordinary obsidian? It’s impossible… How can ordinary obsidian produce strong winds?”

Xiao Jian: ? ? ?

You asked me, and I wanted to ask you too!!

Isn’t this next to your house? What are you doing with your curious behavior?

Xiao Jian forced himself to hold back countless complaints, and after a long silence, he finally asked: "You don't know?"

The blind saint spread her hands, revealing a bottomless heart: "Of course, even the true gods are not omniscient and omnipotent... Oh, sorry, I forgot that you are not omniscient either."

Xiao Jian raised his eyebrows: "...The Wind Canyon is not far from here, right? And you gave me this place name, and now you tell me that your understanding of the place is like a blank sheet of paper?"

"...Ah? Can't I?" The blind saint seemed to have heard something incredible, "Falling in such an unlucky place, it's already very difficult to fight corrosion, and there are no valuable resources around, why should I know so clearly?"

"..."

For a moment, Xiao Jian was actually unable to refute.

"So, since you fell here, you have been squatting in the Saint Peak and never went out again?" Xiao Jian's face was full of disbelief.

"Of course, what else? The driving force is not enough, and it has to be wasted in a place where there is nothing. Isn't that suicide?" The blind saint also answered as a matter of course.

That's right, because Xiao Jian didn't have any survival pressure, he would think about expanding the boundaries of survival, to see if there were any resources around, if there were any threats...

But for the blind saint who fell into this world, she was like a candle in the wind, just barely keeping the flame burning, she had already exhausted all her strength, of course, she had no mind to explore the surroundings.

So...

So for so many years, you have been a stay-at-home girl at home, right! ?

Xiao Jian looked at the blind saint with more and more strange eyes, so much so that she covered her chest a little sensitively, and even shrank back a little.

"What...what's wrong?" The blind saint said blankly.

"Nothing, you...are fine." Xiao Jian was speechless.

I originally thought that this great man who had lived in the Black Stone Mountains for countless years should be a huge treasure trove of knowledge...

"Wait, you don't think I have no value, do you?"

After seeing the disappointment on Xiao Jian's face, the blind saint suddenly realized that something was wrong and quickly made up for it:

"Although I didn't leave the Saint Peak and didn't explore the surrounding environment...but don't forget that this is a trading market! I can collect information about what's happening around here!"

"For example, the tribe of the old liar you mentioned, I also have a way to track his whereabouts...Don't underestimate me!"

"Well..." Xiao Jian responded casually.

Although what she said was true, the information that the great man had seen and experienced personally was far more valuable than the information obtained by the aborigines.

After all, the aborigines lived in darkness all their lives and could only rely on hearing, touch, smell and even taste to distinguish what was in the darkness.

In the absence of vision, they might not even be able to find the cliffs a few meters away, so how could they realize that the mountain at the end of the Wind Canyon was actually an unimaginably huge axe?

After realizing that Xiao Jian was no longer interested in the old liar, the Blind Saint suddenly panicked.

At first, she pretended to be calm... But after a while, when Xiao Jian was still frowning and silent, the Blind Saint's heart gradually cooled down.

"Oh, by the way, your time..." Xiao Jian suddenly raised his head and saw that the countdown above the Blind Saint's head was only in the single digits, so he injected 100 points of sunlight into her.

"Huh..."

The Blind Saint felt the renewed power and was relieved.

"Where did the old liar or his tribe go?" Xiao Jian asked casually.

"If he... is not in the Wind Canyon, then he must have gone to the Howling Cemetery." The Blind Saint whispered.

This time, she didn't hold back on anything, because she had discovered that Xiao Jian didn't really care about these things...

He was more curious about the Wind Canyon than the old liar!

What does this mean?

This means that the mysterious and powerful great man who can even resist corrosion is full of curiosity about the whole world!

Only those who have no worries about food and clothing and no worries about survival will have unnecessary emotions like curiosity!

Maybe, the old liar is just the first thing that the great man is curious about...

The more she thought about it, the more desperate the blind saint became.

When the chips she thought she had in her hand turned into a magazine, a newspaper, or even a joke...

Then how can she use this thing to exchange for a precious chance of survival?

It's impossible no matter how you think about it, right?

The blind saint began to despair.

The reason why she can survive until now is entirely because of the characteristic of [Degeneration].

It can consume attributes or characteristics to prolong its own existence.

But here lies the problem.

Relying on the characteristic of [Degeneration] to live is like using the method of "looking at plums to quench thirst" to get water in a dry desert.

No matter how much saliva is secreted, it is actually consuming itself.

But the dry desert and the sun are still evaporating the moisture from her body.

She can neither cut off external consumption nor get real replenishment, so she can only let her body and soul continue to wither under such torment.

This is a long process. She is like a frog boiled in warm water. She has long been accustomed to this process, and gradually resorts to any means in the process of becoming dry. Even her thinking has become extreme, narrow-minded, distorted... even crazy!

All of this is just to retain even a little bit of moisture.

Originally, if Xiao Jian did not appear and did not inject sunlight into her, perhaps the blind saint could still survive in this state for a long time like a zombie craving flesh and blood.

But the problem lies in that injection.

After returning to the peak state for a short time, she found her original self from the dusty memory and found countless beautiful memories... Then, let her return to the state of being dry and almost self-igniting, she would rather die.

She had previously wishful thinking that Xiao Jian must have something important to do and must find the old liar. Although she subconsciously felt that such a judgment was unreliable, she was willing to believe that it was true, just like a drowning person grabbing a straw.

But now, facing the strong curiosity that Xiao Jian showed that should not exist, the blind saint finally gave up her wishful fantasy.

"The Howling Cemetery?" Xiao Jian immediately ignited a new interest after hearing this strange name, "Is there anything strange about this place? The wailing that never stops? Or will there be ghost zombies?"

"... None of them, there is a guy who claims to be a god who is gathering faith, and then they will nail some non-believers or people who refuse to convert to the rock wall, making them wail constantly until they die..."

"After years of repetition, the rock wall there is full of corpses, and new living people are constantly nailed up."

"Because there are too many corpses and the wailing sound never stops, it is called the Howling Cemetery."

The blind saint explained in a low voice.

Xiao Jian noticed that she seemed to be in a low mood, but considering the other party's cooperative attitude, Xiao Jian took out a resource card with 1,000 sunshine points, slowly walked to the front of the blind saint and handed it over:

"I'm going to the so-called wailing cemetery to take a look. I don't know how long it will take to come back... You take it first, eat it yourself when you are hungry, don't really starve to death."

"......?"

The blind saint took the resource card with a blank face. The moment her fingertips touched the resource card, a piece of instructions flowed into her mind, and she immediately understood what this small card meant.

"Ah, this...!?"

The blind saint raised her head and looked at Xiao Jian in surprise...

Just when she had given up, she didn't expect to get such a large fortune!

You know, if these 1,000 sunshine points are used sparingly, they are enough for her to survive for more than two months!

And she lives with normal thinking that is far away from extreme, narrow-minded, distorted, crazy... for more than two months!

"This...I..."

The blind saint held the resource card in her hand, trembling slightly.

Seeing the saint who looked as pitiful as a stray dog ​​that had just been fed, Xiao Jian comforted her casually: "Don't be afraid, I will be back soon..." After that, Xiao Jian was ready to withdraw his clone and disappear directly. But before he left, he was hugged tightly... by the arm. Wuhu... This is a real heart! A heart that can sink the whole arm! "Thank you... Thank you." The blind saint whispered. Her voice was full of fatigue. But think about it, for many years, she had been struggling to survive, and could only let herself wither and rot. Such an experience made me feel suffocated. "Okay, it's okay." Xiao Jian gently rubbed her hair, and then pulled his arm out with difficulty. "Why don't you take me out?" Xiao Jian suggested. The blind saint looked up at Xiao Jian, then lowered her eyebrows and said: "Okay."

…

After leaving the Holy Maiden Peak, Xiao Jian flew all the way to the so-called "Howling Cemetery".

Although the "Howling Cemetery" and the "Wind Canyon" seem to be in the same direction, due to the terrain, there is actually a slight deviation.

If you walk on the ground, of course you will pass the "Howling Cemetery" first, and then go to the "Wind Canyon".

But if you fly, there is still a relatively small angle between the "Wind Canyon" and the "Howling Cemetery".

After re-determining the direction, Xiao Jian quickly flew to the so-called "Howling Cemetery".

I don't know if it's because no prisoners have been captured recently, or if all the prisoners are very sensible and have converted...

In short, when Xiao Jian flew to the iconic cliff full of corpses, he didn't hear any wailing sounds.

But the cliff full of corpses alone is shocking enough!

All kinds of intelligent creatures that Xiao Jian had seen and had never seen were nailed to the "pages" of this cliff like specimens...

The bodies that were older had dried and mummified, while the ones that were more recent were still vivid.

"Ah--stop! I'm not an unbeliever! I'm a devout believer! I have great faith in Lord Abbastakrema..."

"Ah--"

"Ah, no! Don't nail me to the wall of unbelievers... No!!"

Miserable cries of begging for mercy came from afar.

Xiao Jian looked in the direction of the sound and saw two strong men with horns on their heads, carrying a thin human being, and constantly walking towards this cliff.

"Who made you unsteady in your faith? There's nothing I can do... If you were really a devout believer, you wouldn't have been selected!"

One of the strong men laughed in a low voice.

"It doesn't matter, just die. Think positively. If you die, we will all be safe. Wouldn't you be happy for us?"

The other big man's words were also full of laughter. It seemed that he was quite keen on nailing people to the wall.

"No... No!! No no no! You shallow people! You are just jealous of me! You are jealous that I have become a devout believer!"

The thin human struggled and shouted frantically, but his weak struggle could not shake the grip of the two strong men at all.

"Nail it up, hurry up... The Lord hasn't heard the wailing for a long time. The longer there is no wailing, the easier it is for him to go berserk... Then you and I will be in trouble!"

"Okay, save your energy, wait until you are nailed up and howl hard..."