Post-Apocalyptic Survival Modpack

Chapter 139, Section 138: It's time to wake up.
In the blink of an eye, several months have passed.

After the hot summer comes the refreshing autumn.

"I especially love this season."

In the dormitory area, Wang Ji was packing his luggage and said this to Lin Wa'en, who had come to help him.

"I would also like."

Lin Waen said, "I especially like it when we have a holiday at this time of year."

Wang Ji said speechlessly, "You just like taking holidays, don't you?"

The two chatted casually, and in just a few words, they finished packing their meager luggage.

Then, carrying his luggage, he walked out of the school gate.

Looking back at the school where he had lived for some time, Wang Ji felt a little reluctant to leave for some reason.

It was as if once he left, he would never see him again.

Beside him, Lin Wann was very happy. He couldn't help but say, "The people in the village would never have imagined that in less than a year, we would all become magic users."

"Heavens, the ability to use extraordinary arts was once a noble existence that I never dared to dream of. Now it has become almost accessible to everyone. As long as you work hard, anyone can awaken their talent."

"I feel that I can break through to level two within a month, leave the beginner level, and advance to the initial stage."

After speaking about himself, Lin Wa'en asked, "And you, brother, how are you?"

Wang Ji opened his mouth and said, "It's about the same, maybe a little faster than you."

"Haha, I knew it, you're the best."

Lin Wa'en was genuinely happy for the progress he and Wang Ji had made.

However, Wang Ji remained silent.

Feeling the abundant and surging magical power within his body, Wang Ji was really unsure.

Judging from the level of magic power, it seems that two months ago, I had already surpassed the threshold of the high level and reached a higher level.

From the moment the path of the Sorcerer begins, magic power grows continuously on its own, and the level increases day by day without any barriers.

I haven't even actively tried to improve myself.

Everything happened naturally, as if it were instinct.

If this situation were to come to light, it would surely cause a great sensation.

Wang Ji thought about it, but never brought it up with anyone.

If I had to give a reason…

He just wanted a peaceful life.

"Van, I miss home."

Wang Ji suddenly said, "I want to see wildflowers and wheat fields."

"We're about to go back now."

Lin Wan said, "Let's go, this hellish long-haul train is about to depart, we need to hurry."

"it is good."

The two hurried on their way to the nearest Hell Gate.

Lin Wan was the first to step into the portal, and after a moment of distortion, his figure disappeared.

He went to another dimension, which is known as Hell, or the 'lower realm'.

Walking one meter in the Nether is equivalent to walking eight meters in the real dimension, making Nether an ideal place for travel.

Without thinking too much, Wang Ji stepped into the deep purple portal before him.

A wave of dizziness washed over me, followed by complete darkness.

My consciousness seemed to pause for a moment. When I opened my eyes again, a cool breeze came from my feet.

Wang Ji looked down and realized that he was standing on a block of ice that would not melt.

A red mist filled the air, making it impossible to see very far.

"Welcome to the Hell Transfer Station."

A station staff member shouted, "The train to the West is about to depart. Passengers, please be aware of the time!"

The western border—isn't that the direction of my hometown?

Upon hearing this, without thinking further, Wang Ji hurriedly followed Lin Wa'en and ran forward, managing to sit down inside the train before it started moving.

As the train started moving, the two felt relieved.

Lin Wa'en took a breath and asked, "What's wrong, bro? I saw you standing there in a daze just now."

Wang Ji shook his head and said, "No, I just felt a little dizzy when I walked through the portal."

"Maybe he's tired."

Upon hearing this, Lin Wa'en suggested, "Since we still have some time before we get home, why don't we take a nap and rest for a while?"

"Don't worry about missing your stop, I'll call you."

"sleep?"

Wang Ji opened his eyes wide, as if he had heard something unbelievable.

He asked, "You can sleep in hell?"

Lin Waen retorted, "Why not? No one says we can't sleep here."

Wang Ji looked around in confusion and indeed saw someone taking a nap against a chair.

He couldn't help but ask in disbelief, "Really?"

Lin Wan was even more puzzled than him: "What's wrong with you, brother? Is sleeping such a strange thing?"

"I…"

Wang Ji also realized his unusual behavior.

Why do I subconsciously believe that I can't sleep in hell?
"Maybe I'm too tired."

With his shoulders drooping, Wang Ji leaned back and actually felt a bit sleepy.

"Then, I'll take a nap."

The eyes gradually closed.

Amidst Lin Wa'en's faint response, Wang Ji felt a sudden heaviness in his head and then lost consciousness.

I fell into a sweet state. Boom!

A bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, a gale swept in, and then dark clouds gathered.

dark clouds?

Wang Ji woke up, but he wasn't in the carriage.

It was a colossal behemoth.

A gigantic figure stretched across the sea.

Its appearance seemed to be a combination of all the insects in the world, terrifying yet contradictory, with a sense of sacredness and blasphemy coexisting.

A flood of memories washed over me.

On the earth, monsters made of scarlet flesh roamed everywhere, giant insects covered the sky, and elements swept everything in a frenzy, rendering everyone speechless.

White flowers bloom all over the world.

The moon fell, destroying the earth.

An unbearable sound roared in my mind.

"Wake up!"

Suddenly, everything in front of me disappeared.

A mysterious figure draped in a purple robe, whose face was obscured, burst in and shouted at Wang Ji.

"Wang Ji, wake up, don't sleep!"

Boom!
The bell rings.

Wang Ji opened his eyes and realized it was the train's announcement sound.

Current location: Border Town.

Border town.

Wang Ji remembered this place.

This was the territory under Ryder's jurisdiction at the time, and also the closest sizable town to his village.

"Oh, you're awake."

Lin Wan looked at Wang Ji and said, "Perfect, saves me the trouble of calling you."

"We're home."

After saying that, Lin Wa'en picked up his bundle and walked down first.

Wang Ji stretched and felt a little hungry.

I glanced at the bottom right corner and saw that the hunger bar had indeed dropped by more than half.

After taking a bite of bread, Wang Ji picked up his bundle and followed Lin Wa'en out, heading straight for the Gates of Hell.

As the two walked out together, Wang Ji suddenly asked, "Vain, do you know what the sage is called?"

"what?"

Lin Waen paused for a moment, feeling that the question sounded familiar.

"Brother, didn't you ask me before? I really don't know."

Wang Ji smiled and said, "I think I know."

...

three days later.

One leisurely afternoon, Wang Ji lay on a wooden rocking chair, gazing at the distant wheat fields, motionless for a long time.

wow-

A cool autumn breeze swept by, rustling the wheat in the fields.

The wild flowers are fragrant.

"Gah!"

Just then, an untimely voice rang out beside me.

Wang Ji raised an eyebrow, looked to the side, and saw a duck quacking right in front of him.

Whose duck is this?

You're the duck!

The duck retorted angrily.

Wang Ji exclaimed in surprise, "A talking duck!"

The duck shouted, "I told you I'm not a duck, I just look like one!"

Before Wang Ji could ask any more questions, the duck came running over quickly and said:

"You have no idea how much effort I went through to get here, Wang Ji. I'm here to tell you that you're dreaming. Wake up!"

"Oh."

Wang Ji nodded calmly.

Seeing him like this, the duck was furious and wanted to rush up and peck him to see if it could wake him up.

But before it could even open its mouth, Wang Ji suddenly blurted out, "Collector?"

Gah!
The duck was terrified and quickly denied it, saying, "No, I'm not!"

Wang Ji asked, amused, "Then who are you?"

"Never mind who I am, I—"

The duck suddenly stopped talking halfway through its sentence, realizing what had happened.

This guy is clearly awake!
"I'm not going to care about you anymore, you're on your own!"

The duck angrily uttered a sentence, turned around, and disappeared.

The wheat field returned to calm, as if everything that had just happened was an illusion.

Wang Ji closed his eyes.

It's time to wake up.

(End of this chapter)