Swallowing the Stars: Sacrifice to Become Stronger, Fiancée is Alluring

Chapter 81 Departure, Ancient Civilization Ruins No. 9

"You take these people and get ready. Jiang Lan, stay here."

"Yes."

Her alluring voice was still pleasant to the ear, but it lacked the tenderness she had when she was alone with Jiang Lan; instead, it had a chilling and menacing quality.

"You lot, come with me."

After saying that, Yao Rao turned and left.

Seeing this, the other martial artists who were about to head to the ancient civilization ruins followed Yao Rao and left the room.

In just a few seconds, only Jiang Lan and Hong remained in the room.

"The curator."

"Hmm." Hong looked at Jiang Lan, his expression somewhat complicated. "You've become a psychic?"

"The curator has a good eye."

Jiang Lan naturally didn't expect to keep Hong's fact of becoming a mentalist a secret; in fact, he had no intention of hiding it.

Hong's eyes darted around, and it was unclear what he was thinking.

A few seconds later, he spoke again:

"Do you even know what level of mentalist you are right now?"

Jiang Lan shook her head.

"have no idea."

He really didn't know that.

Lately, he's been so engrossed in his romance with Yao Rao that he hasn't had a moment to think about anything else.

So aside from that initial mental shock to test his mentalist level, he had long since forgotten about it.

"Can you control objects?"

"uncertain."

Upon hearing this, Hong flipped his wrist, and a throwing knife immediately appeared in his hand.

Hong tossed the throwing knife to Jiang Lan and said calmly:

"Try to control the throwing knife with your mental power."

Jiang Lan held a throwing knife in his hand. With a thought, the knife flew out of his palm, as if he had practiced it a thousand times beforehand.

But Jiang Lan knew that, let alone a drill, he had never tried to control an object with his mental powers before.

"Not bad, very skilled." Hong beckoned. "Attack, with all your might."

Jiang Lan did not hesitate and poured a large amount of spiritual energy into the flying knife.

With his current strength, there's no need to worry about him hurting Hong.

With the infusion of spiritual energy, the throwing knife suddenly emitted a sonic boom and stabbed straight towards Hong.

"Boom boom boom!"

In the blink of an eye, the blade of the throwing knife had already struck Hong's arm.

At the same time, a black film resembling skin instantly rose to the surface of a small patch of skin on Hong's arm.

Jiang Lan recognized this item; it was the Black God Set.

"Bang!"

The throwing knife collided with the Black God Suit, producing a muffled thud.

Hong raised his head, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

"When did you awaken your psychic abilities?"

Jiang Lan thought for a moment, "It was only two days after I became an inspector, after hunting monsters in the wilderness, that I awakened."

Hong Yi's eyes showed even more intense amazement.

"Your attack just now was at least 150,000 kilograms. Moreover, you only recently awakened your mental abilities and haven't undergone systematic training yet, so the amplitude of your mental power was practically nonexistent."

"Judging from this, your current mentalist level is at least at the intermediate war god level."

Jiang Lan nodded slightly.

This level is roughly what he had guessed.

Hong continued:

"Now that you've become a psychic, I can rest assured."

"Are you relieved now?"

"Before, you were just a martial artist, and I might have been a little worried when you entered the No. 9 Ancient Civilization Ruins. But now that you've become a mentalist, since we discovered the No. 9 Ancient Civilization Ruins, there have only been records of failures among all the advanced mentalists who have entered; as for deaths, there haven't been a single one."

"I see... I understand."

In fact, Jiang Lan never thought she would fail from the very beginning.

It's just a ruin; even if he weren't a mentalist, he'd be 100% confident he could get through.

"Okay, you go and meet up with them first. As for your work afterwards, we'll talk about it when you get back."

"Yes, Master."

Jiang Lan agreed and turned to leave.

……

Inside the fighter jet.

"The No. 9 Ancient Civilization Relic is a trial-type relic. After entering, martial artists will generally enter through the 'Type A Passage,' while mentalists will enter the depths of the relic through the 'Type B Passage.'"

A seductive voice echoed within the fighter jet, and all the warriors about to enter the ruins pricked up their ears to listen.

Jiang Lan was the same.

Although Yao Rao had told him about it before, hearing it a few more times wouldn't hurt him.

Most importantly, the person giving the presentation was quite alluring.

How could I not listen to my wife?

The alluring woman continued, "After entering Ruins No. 9, everyone will face different trials, and the difficulty will vary. However, if you succeed, you will receive a set of the 'Black God Set' as a reward from the ruins. But if you fail, the consequences will be either death or serious injury."

The group of martial artists looked solemn.

Although I knew the trip was dangerous, it was impossible not to be nervous at this point.

As she spoke, Yao Rao stood up from her seat and addressed the main control console of the intelligent fighter jet: "Password: Relic No. 9."

As the enchanting voice faded, several beams of light shot out from the fighter jet's control panel, enveloping all the communication watches on board.

"Damn it?"

A white man was startled.

"Don't be nervous, it's just translation software. Ancient Civilization Ruins No. 9 have a unique language and script, unlike any language known on Earth. With this translation software, you can achieve twice the results with half the effort in the upcoming trial."

……

night.

The Amazon rainforest in South America.

With a roar of engines, the fighter jet slowly descended to the ground.

The hatch opened, and a group of people filed out of the fighter jet.

Stepping out of the cabin, Jiang Lan looked around at her surroundings.

They were in a wasteland, and on the outskirts of the wasteland was a lush forest.

Clearly, this place should be within the wilderness area.

Strangely, although there were a few monsters around, the loud noise from the fighter jet landing didn't attract them at all.

It was as if there was something in this wasteland that made those monsters wary.

Before Jiang Lan could take a closer look, a hissing sound suddenly rang out from the center of the wasteland.

The ground shook, and then parted to the sides, revealing an underground passage that was at least five meters wide.

Immediately afterwards, a silver-gray elevator rose directly to the ground, the elevator doors opened, and an elderly man dressed in a red robe stepped out.

"Inspector Jiang Lan, Councilor Yao Rao." The old man greeted Yao Rao and Jiang Lan when he saw the group.

Yao Rao nodded slightly, then said, "You guys go in first. The ancient civilization ruins are fraught with danger. I hope you can all come out alive."

The old man in the red robe echoed:

"Please hurry and enter the ruins. There are only two hours left before the ruins open this year."

(End of this chapter)