It's time to improve the strength of the infinite world

Chapter 219 Goddess Festival!
The dusk glow gradually faded, and the sky changed from orange to deep blue.

The last ray of light from the setting sun disappeared in the distance, and night began to fall, covering the entire earth.

In this quiet night, the world seems to be undergoing an unknown ritual, as if it is quietly transitioning from the world of the living to the world of the dead.

The cold wind blew from somewhere, bringing with it a hint of mystery and solemnity, as well as the breath of death from the underworld, gently brushing across every inch of land.

Because the entire island, with an area of 200,000 square kilometers, is a magical place shrouded in mystery.

It can be said that the British Isles are no longer just a geographical existence, but also a mysterious space full of magic and miracles.

So at the moment when day turns to night——

Unknowingly, the rules of the land are adjusted and changed by those who control them.

By using magic from another world, the dragon's corpse, which symbolizes Britain itself, has long been transformed into the core of the magic map.

As the magic center was activated in the depths of a palace in the deepest part of the royal city of Londinium, the changes in the rules spread like ripples, synchronously reflected in every corner of the island.

The planet's gravitational and magnetic fields overlap and converge along the undulations of the terrain.

Driven by huge magic and mysterious rituals, new parameters and land rules are updated to every node to ensure that every inch of land is covered and penetrated.

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The night is getting darker.

The village was not very quiet either, and strange sounds of ghosts crying and wolves howling could be heard from time to time outside.

But there were more sounds of laughter, and it felt like the sound of gongs and drums and firecrackers. Just by listening to the sounds, you could imagine that the air outside must be filled with joy.

In fact, this is true. For the goblins, it is a carnival.

A bony hand stretched out from the ground...

The ghost that appeared with the candlelight of the gun cage...

The Galula spirit is wrapped in a biting cold and a breath of death...

After nightfall, the entire world seemed to be infected and permeated by the breath from the underworld. Elements of death and corruption began to appear, the fallen dead began to move again, servants from the afterlife began to appear, and the undead were refreshed one after another.

However, faced with this scene of hundreds of ghosts roaming at night and demons dancing wildly, the goblins were not afraid at all.

They really treated these elements as embellishments, and were laughing as if they were celebrating Halloween. They even used their powers to create fireworks, flames and other noises while fighting against the invasion of the undead.

The reason why this remote village is so lively is basically due to those dozen goblins.

As for humans, they are far from being so bold. After knowing what is going to happen, they lock themselves in the house early at night.

Anyway, the laws of the kingdom stipulate that no matter whether the person on the other side is an undead, vampire, goblin or demon, they cannot enter the house without being invited.

This is one of the laws that has been enacted in recent years specifically to promote "human rights" and is engraved on the foundation of the land in the form of rules.

If you want to break the law, you not only need to partially destroy the national magic base, but also have the determination and awareness to fight against the power of the kingdom...

So under normal circumstances, as long as you don't go out, there is really no problem.

Perhaps under the light of the fireplace, listening to the crackling of dry firewood in the flames, accompanied by the movement of monsters wandering outside, but knowing very well that those things can't get in...

Under this huge contrast, you may even feel a unique sense of security.

only--

For a high school girl who is eager to participate in activities, she can only feel anxious.

"Is it time yet..."

The door was pushed open a crack, but Suzumiya Haruhi couldn't help but stick her head out and asked.

"You just came out to ask once 25 minutes ago. It's still several hours before midnight. Please be patient."

Xia Zhi looked up from the magic book, looked at the girl who was obviously starting to get restless, sighed and said that this was the fourth time he had answered this question.

“I know that too…”

The leader exhaled lightly, and at the same time, he defended himself unconvincedly: "This fairy country doesn't even have a clock, so it's impossible to confirm the time."

"Without demand, there will naturally be no market..."

I don't even lift my eyelids during the summer solstice.

Fairies do not need external objects to help them correctly understand time.

As for humans, their treatment has only improved in recent years. Before that, human rights did not exist, and their status was really not much different from that of livestock.

The design life span for normal use is very short, at most 30 to 40 years, not to mention that most of them don’t even last until the end of their life span, but wear out in the middle of their life span.

Most of them ended up being cruelly tortured, abused, and dismembered by the goblins.

Such humanoid props live one day at a time, and whether it is working, studying or giving birth, it is a non-existent and unnecessary task for humans.

Therefore, there is naturally no need to confirm the time.

If nothing changes, the Fairyland will continue to maintain such a terrible primitive, bloody, backward and barbaric civilization for hundreds or thousands of years or even longer...

Perhaps it was during a routine trend that a tool for measuring time, such as clocks, was invented.

"Eh? If that's the case, can I make a fortune by selling watches in this world?"

The captain's thoughts were a little distracted, and he instantly thought of something strange.

"Don't you want to ask why there is no market?"

Xia Zhi asked inconspicuously, he hadn't explained yet.

"Hehe, Teacher Xia Zhi, this is just because you don't have enough vision."

Suzumiya Haruhi hummed a few times in a pretentious manner, raised a white and tender finger and shook it:
"Have you heard of the story about two shoe manufacturing companies that each sent a salesperson to an island country in the South Pacific to develop the market..." "The pessimistic salesperson would think that people there never wear shoes, and there is no market for shoes there..."

"The optimistic salesperson had a different idea. He thought that people there didn't have shoes yet, and that this was a brand new market that had yet to be developed..."

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"Then you have quite a business sense." Xia Zhi curled his lips, "Maybe we can try it later, but the most important thing now is that you should go to bed."

"What... I can't sleep at all." Miss Suzumiya curled her lips, "It's so lively outside, I have to wait until twelve o'clock..."

"How about going out and playing now?"

"No, I've seen it, it's boring. I still want to take that trip to the underworld and meet the goddess of the underworld."

Miss Suzumiya shook her head repeatedly. When night fell in the evening, she could not help herself and personally participated in the celebration atmosphere of the village.

But the result obviously did not satisfy her.

Moreover, humans didn't go out, and the way the fairies looked at her, the only human, seemed particularly abnormal and strange, which made her inexplicably disgusted and nauseated.

"That's not that easy. From midnight to dawn, once you get involved, you can't stop. Plus, the environment in the underworld is special, so you'd better get some rest and recover your energy first..."

Xia Zhi shook his head and said thoughtfully: "Otherwise, as long as Zhongdao feels a little sleepy and takes a nap, it may only take a second or two, and you will fall behind and be teleported away from us..."

"Uh--"

The leader's expression suddenly froze: "Wait, how come there is such a rule?"

Isn’t this too inhumane?

If this is a dungeon, then wouldn't the player's character be automatically kicked out of the dungeon if they stop operating for one or two seconds?

She immediately felt a little indignant, especially since this instance was a long-distance bus ride. It was inevitable that she would feel sleepy while playing. If she yawned a little, her attention would be slightly distracted and she would not be able to concentrate...

If I get kicked out like this, I won't be able to accept it no matter how I look at it!
"This is also a safeguard. If you view this as a competition, then you can't really leave the contestants who are struggling to continue with no way out and throw their lives away in it..."

Across the table, Vivian also looked up and explained calmly.

"Although it is a grand ceremony dedicated to the mistress of the underworld, it is ultimately a more civilized event, not a blood sacrifice of living people..."

That makes sense.

If it really gets bloody, with lives at stake, as if it were a blood sacrifice, the captain might even have doubts and not approve of it.

It was because she subconsciously believed that this was just a festival and a relatively normal event that she was so excited and interested.

"Then...then I'll go back to sleep for a while."

The girl's expression changed slightly, and she hurriedly closed the door, as if she was determined to get some more sleep.

She must not miss this opportunity!
But I definitely don’t want to fall behind halfway.

Seeing this, Vivian couldn't help but shake her head. If it wasn't for the information leaked by someone -

It was hard for her to imagine that such a human girl who was impetuous, reckless and somewhat irritable could be such a special existence.

Retracting her gaze, Vivian looked at the young man opposite her: "The time and rules should be as formal as possible so that she can believe from the bottom of her heart..."

"Is this what the festival is supposed to look like?"

Xia Zhi nodded as a matter of course: "Of course, the sense of ceremony is very important. We should try our best to make Miss Suzumiya feel that this is how "everything" should be. This is a win-win situation!"

This is a win-win situation.

Miss Suzumiya gained satisfaction and pleasure from this grand festival...

And with the approval of Miss Suzumiya, this grand festival was successfully held...

"What do you mean by win-win? It's just killing two birds with one stone..."

Vivian looked at him quietly, with a puzzled look in her eyes: "I originally thought you were just trying to please those two goddesses and have the best of both worlds..."

"Ahem, how is that possible?" Xia Zhi coughed lightly and decisively changed the subject: "But next, we have to let Miss Suzumiya have a better gaming experience..."

In fact, what Vivian said was not wrong.

As for the value of this festival, he really squeezed it to the extreme.

It was called the "Goddess Festival" and nominally was dedicated to Ereshkigal, but in reality it was held in accordance with Ishtar's ideas.

If you look at it from an atmospheric perspective, you will find that this is actually a tourist project created for the great god Haruhi, and it is an event that fully showcases the local folk customs.

A "Goddess Festival" is actually a way to gain the favor of three goddesses at the same time.

Strictly speaking, there are also a series of strategic goals that need to be achieved, such as opening up the underworld, blocking enemies, dividing pressure, etc.

All I can say is that he knows how to squeeze out surplus value.

Vivian ignored Xia Zhi's attempt to change the subject, and said thoughtfully, "Come to think of it, you asked me to mention this specifically to Miss Suzumiya. This festival is more civilized and not a blood sacrifice..."

"Is it also to strengthen the suggestion, so that she will have an understanding of this, and thus subconsciously resist and reject those elements in South American mythology, and overall suppress the power of the opposite gods?"

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"A little bit." Xia Zhi raised his eyebrows, looked at the girl in front of him, and did not deny it.

"After all, besides ORT, there are some troublesome guys there. If I want to eliminate ORT in advance, it means I have to deny the entire historical trend after that..."

"Those guys are not allies of ORT, but in order to avoid being wiped out by time, they will definitely come to stop me, so I have to think of a way to get rid of these troublesome guys first..."

(End of this chapter)