Nobody told me this wasn't a game.

Zuo Chang didn't understand.

He then asked, "Weren't you in the Black Goat? Why are you on the island?"

“Generally speaking, Black Goat is my workplace, and I only go to work when needed. If no one starts the Gift Game, I will choose to live on this island. I prefer this island to a dark and corrupt job. Although... I can't leave here; I'm just jumping from one cage to another, a freer one.”

Wait a moment.

Zuo Chang didn't quite understand the current situation.

After much deliberation, he asked what he considered a crucial question: "Where is this place?"

“Generally speaking, this is the Sea of ​​Reflection, the key to maintaining the operation of the laws created by the gods. I will lift the veil, and after you see the most authentic things, you will naturally understand.”

Magical power was gathering in the hands of the potion-making witch.

Without her raising her hand, the magic ball in her palm suddenly emitted a sharp shriek, rising straight into the sky and dissolving into the azure sky.

It's like a drop of ink falling into clear water, the pitch-black color spreading instantly.

The sky has collapsed!

"Woo——"

"Besides, besides—"

The train's whistle and rumble filled the air. Zuo Chang looked up and saw countless railway tracks crisscrossing the sky, forming a dense, spiderweb-like network.

On every track, there is a train speeding along.

Upon reaching the designated location, the train, like a falling meteor, plunged headlong into the reflected sea and sped into a huge crevice on an island.

Countless trains emerged from the crack, their engines belching white smoke as they rose into the sky and eventually disappeared into some unseen place.

This is……

The potion-making witch smiled slightly and said, "Look how prosperous it is! The goddess is amazing. No matter how many times I see this scene, it amazes me. She is a unique genius and an unparalleled deity."

I'll update first and then correct the typos, because it's almost the next day (tears).

Chapter 271 The Witch of Potions

The witch of the potion withdrew her powers, the magnificent scene disappeared, and the breathtaking scenery of the Reflecting Sea reappeared before everyone's eyes.

"Today has truly been an eye-opening experience..."

The sight of trains moving across the sky was quite a shock, not only to Zuo Chang but also to Long Ceshi.

He looked around and asked, "So, we've entered and exited this place many times without realizing it?"

"Generally speaking, yes."

The potion-wielding witch gestured with her hand and said, "Gentlemen, please come to my residence for a cup of tea."

There is a small clearing in the lush vegetation of the island.

A rather fantastical little house stands in the open space, looking like a cluster of brightly colored mushrooms, with bright red and blue tiles on its pointed roof.

As the War Demon walked through the herb garden in front of the house, he whispered to Zuo Chang, "This witch must be quite powerful."

"why?"

Zuo Chang responded in his mind, his eyes then turning to the strange herbs in the herb garden: "Are these herbs very precious?"

“Even by my standards, these herbs are extremely precious. See that lantern-like ice flower? That’s the ‘Abel Poisonous Herb,’ which can paralyze demons. It should have been exterminated by order of the Abyss Lord.”

Zuo Chang didn't quite understand the value of the Abel poisonous herb.

He asked, "Aren't you demons immortal?"

"Immortality does not mean immunity to poisoning. The poisonous plant Abel is highly toxic and difficult to metabolize. It took me more than three hundred years to completely get rid of its effects, so I have a lot to say about this."

"...You have quite a lot of experience."

Is this the benefit of being immortal?

The witch invited Zuo Chang and the others into the house and served them tea—ordinary black tea.

She looked at Zuo Chang and asked, "Mr. Zuo, are you here to help me?"

Zuo Chang looked bewildered: "Do you need help?"

"Ah, I didn't think so? Generally speaking, I assumed you had communicated with my juniors before coming here."

The potion-making witch seemed somewhat surprised.

She quickly smiled and said, "Well then, perhaps I should introduce myself. I am the witch of potions, whose life ended at some point. The reason I am still sitting here is undoubtedly because the gods have given me the opportunity to become an 'assistant' and help her maintain her kingdom."

opportunity?

maintain?

Zuo Chang couldn't understand it, nor could the others present.

Long Strategist had an extremely strong interest in the unknown, and he immediately asked, "Madam, could you please tell me in detail? Why are you, who should have been dead long ago, now sitting perfectly fine in front of us and able to communicate with us? This is truly... unbelievable. Our conversation transcends life and death!"

“Generally speaking, the reason is not complicated.” The potion-wielding witch smiled slightly. “Because I was killed by a god. Every being killed by a god cannot be freed. My soul is imprisoned in her blade, unable to go to heaven or hell.”

call--

The witch pouted her bright red lips and blew away the steam in the cup.

She took a small sip of tea, then turned the cup so that the side with the lipstick mark was facing Zuo Chang.

Then she continued, "The feeling at the time was very strange, but more terrifying. My head was cut off by the gods, but my consciousness did not end. I appeared in a crowd, squeezed into a dark room of less than ten square meters."

"Sweat, bad breath, and countless curses. That black box contained at least a thousand people, and new people kept coming in. It was so crowded that flesh and blood were stuck together. I can hardly describe the feeling... I felt like 'we' were chunks of meat in a can, indistinguishable from one another."

"For a long time, I thought that room without a ray of light was hell. Until one day, a goddess appeared before me and asked if I would do her a small favor and become the 'guardian of the Black Goat'."

“I agreed immediately. Although I didn’t know what black goat was, it was generally better than that canned food.”

Zuo Chang and the others looked at each other in bewilderment.

The strategist asked, "Why do you oppose the gods?"

The Demon of War asked, "Does someone killed by a god still have consciousness? Is her power so great that she can even take over the 'Underworld'?"

Zuo Chang then asked, "What do the gods look like?"

Musuogen and Fengxinzi remained silent.

They are both very nervous right now.

A witch is a witch after all; she does as she pleases. She didn't answer any of the questions from Zuo Chang and the other two, simply continuing, "Generally speaking, I can't interact with the outside world. But recently, I suddenly discovered that the power that restrains me has weakened, and I can sense my descendants—"

The witch pointed at the hyacinth.

"—The existence of this hyacinth who also possesses the blood of the Demon Queen. So, I sent her a message, telling her how I got here, to see if there was any chance to rescue me."

Zuo Chang asked, "How exactly should we do it?"

“I don’t know the specifics, but I think it’s only a matter of time before the Sea of ​​Reflection collapses. The Goddess is likely in great trouble and is losing her power. This world may very well turn back to what it was before, and I must save myself immediately.”

The gods cut the world into 100,000 pieces and placed them into the tower.

This is the origin of the "community" mechanism.

If the goddess loses her power, the world she severed will heal. The ascended world will no longer have any distinction between communities, and will be pieced together into a complete world once again.

As a "virtual world" created by the gods, the Sea of ​​Reflection is very likely to perish along with the gods.

As a "dweller of the sea," the potion-wielding witch believes she must begin saving herself immediately.

Zuo Chang still didn't understand.

He turned to look at Long Strategist. Long Strategist was equally puzzled. He frowned and asked, "Madam, although we have never met, I am very interested in you and your experiences. If it is not too difficult, I am willing to offer you any assistance I can."

"Ah. If you are willing to help, that would be wonderful. I will remember your kindness."

Finally, the witch turned to look at Zuo Chang.

She smiled slightly and said, "However, what I really want is your help, Mr. Zuo. Would you be willing to save me? Save this poor, helpless, and confused witch."

"..."

What are you doing!

If I can't help, how can I?

Zuo Chang had no idea what had happened!

His expression turned serious, and he said, "It is my duty!"

This is a lie.

There was no sense of duty or obligation involved; Zuo Chang was just saying it casually. If it succeeded, it would be his great achievement; if it failed, it would simply be that he had done his best and there was nothing he could do.

"I am very happy."

The witch gave Zuo Chang a bright smile and a look of approval.

She stood up and said, “I can teleport you to the ‘Central Island,’ where I hope you can retrieve something. Rest assured, this request is risk-free and very simple.”

Just then, an exclamation mark suddenly appeared in front of us.

Zuo Chang was slightly taken aback, seeing the exclamation mark slowly...

It becomes a task.

Chapter 272 This was all your doing, wasn't it?! God!

[Urgent Request: Proceed to Central Island and retrieve what the witch needs.]

This request is extremely urgent and has been automatically accepted. Please complete it as soon as possible.

This is……

what?

There are no task details or rewards, and you're already accepting this?

It's hard not to suspect that this is a conspiracy by the gods; it feels deliberate from head to toe.

Zuo Chang even felt that the "Potion Witch" in front of him might be a god herself, and that everything was her arrangement.