Survival in an apartment, starting with a stroke of luck on a plane

The source of the beam of light was a glass bead the size of a billiard ball, embedded in the ceiling. It had been covered in dust and almost blended into the rock, but now, under the direct beam of the flashlight, it was revealed.

Then, something even more amazing happened.

The beam of light reflected by the glass bead seemed to come alive, projecting with unparalleled precision onto the center of the cross held by the statue of the old man on the left, who was bowing his head in prayer.

There appears to be some kind of special reflective object or tiny prism structure at the center of the cross, onto which beams of light do not remain but are refracted again.

The second beam of light shot out like a relay, landing steadily on the right side of the statue of the old man who was holding his hands up and looking up at the sky, in the center of the void held by his palms.

Immediately afterwards, a third and final beam of light shot out from the finger supporting the old man.

The beam of light eventually illuminated the joint between the hilt and the blade of the stone sword, which was tightly gripped by the right hand of the young warrior statue kneeling on one knee in the center.

Just as the beam of light struck its target.

The stone sword, which was originally dull and unremarkable, suddenly glowed with a faint milky white light.

The light flowed like living water across the stone blade, eventually coalescing into lines of shimmering text.

Lin Yu held his breath, his gaze fixed on the glowing words.

The written language was not one of his familiar languages, but the ideas it contained were clearly conveyed to his mind:

Offerings are made, hymns are sung, the image of God bears witness, the true name is called, the holy light is shown its mercy, and blessings are bestowed.

The light emanating from the words lasted for about ten seconds before slowly dimming and finally disappearing completely. The stone sword returned to its original state, as if everything that had just happened was merely an illusion. But those four lines of poetry were etched into Lin Yu's mind like a brand.

"Rituals, a pure heart, hymns, divine witness, true name..." Lin Yu murmured, reciting the key information.

There are finally clearer clues about this blessing.

"The meaning is very clear." He quickly summarized: "To obtain this so-called 'divine blessing,' three steps are required: first, to offer appropriate 'rituals,' second, to chant 'hymns,' and third, to call upon the 'true name' of the gods in the presence of 'statues.'"

After thinking it through, doubts arose again.

"The ritual must mean sacrifice, but what offerings should be made? And where are the lyrics and melody of the hymns? What is the real name of the god?"

"And... a statue?" Lin Yu looked around and saw only silent statues and cold stone walls.

"The ceremony needs to be performed under the watchful eye of a statue of a god? So, it turns out we have to go to a church after all?"

To confirm, Lin Yu searched the entire basement again, leaving no corner unchecked, even rummaging through the rotten boxes and piles of weapons and armor.

He even summoned Liu Xiangxiang and Liu Yue'er again, letting them penetrate the walls and floors in spirit form to search for any possible hidden compartments or secret rooms.

However, the result was disappointing.

There was nothing else in the basement, and no clues whatsoever about the previous questions.

"It seems the key information isn't here." Lin Yu sighed helplessly and withdrew his sword spirit.

The Demon Sword's durability dropped by a few points again, which made him feel a little bad.

"Statues, the true names of the gods, hymns... it seems I still need to find a church."

Without further hesitation, Lin Yu turned around decisively and climbed back up the wooden ladder to the next floor.

After painstakingly rebuilding the heavy bluestone bricks and trying to restore it to its original state, Lin Yu left the castle ruins.

Hopefully, no one will find this basement before I find the real answer myself.

……

The sky outside was still overcast, but it was already close to afternoon.

Lin Yu stood outside the collapsed castle walls, his brows furrowing once more. A pressing problem loomed before him: he didn't know where the church was!

The location of the church was not clearly marked on the tattered map obtained from the library.

The town is quite large, so blindly searching is too inefficient. Moreover, as time goes on, the player's activity area expands, and the risk of encountering conflict also increases.

"Perhaps... it's time to meet up with my shadow clone and exchange information," Lin Yu thought to himself.

Having made up his mind, Lin Yu checked the direction and decided to go to the town to find the shadow clone first.

Because the shadow clones are created from his energy, he can vaguely sense their location and doesn't have to worry about not being able to find them.

He still chose to walk through alleys and ruins to avoid unnecessary trouble.

However, sometimes accidents happen so quickly.

Just as Lin Yu was passing through a relatively open area that may have once been a market ruin, a noisy argument and a large crowd of people caught his attention.

He immediately slowed down and used the broken wall as cover to get closer and observe.

The crowd ahead was divided into two distinct groups, totaling forty or fifty people, almost half of the total number of players.

The atmosphere seemed tense, with both sides arguing fiercely.

What surprised Lin Yu even more was that he spotted the figure wearing the iconic trench coat and mask in one of the groups of people at a glance—his shadow clone.

The shadow clone stood in the crowd, inconspicuous, but because it was created by his own energy, Lin Yu could clearly sense its presence.

At the same time, the shadow clone also keenly sensed the main body's approach and, through the crowd, subtly waved in the direction of Lin Yu.

Lin Yu narrowed his eyes and quickly assessed the situation.

The side with the shadow clones clearly had a numerical advantage, and their leader was a handsome young man who was standing at the very front of the group, fiercely confronting the leader of the other group.

The leader of the other group was a muscular man carrying a machete and wearing a black mask.

Lin Yu stopped hiding and walked directly out from behind the broken wall, steadily heading towards the group of people where his shadow clone was.

His appearance went unnoticed, since many players had come from various places to check on the situation since the conflict began.

However, the team members next to the shadow clone all showed wary expressions when they saw an unfamiliar face walking straight towards them.

The shadow clone spoke up at the opportune moment: "My friend."

Only after hearing confirmation from the shadow clone did the team members relax their guard slightly.

Lin Yu walked to the shadow clone's side and asked quickly in a low voice, "What happened?"

He didn't expect that such a large-scale conflict would break out within the player community on only the first day of the game.

The shadow clone explained in a low voice. He first told Lin Yu about his previous experiences, as well as the story of the sunny youth and this team, before explaining the current situation.

The matter is very simple: shortly after the Sunshine Youth Organization's information network was initially established, a player used a communication firework to call for help.

Perhaps because it was only the first day of the game and the sunny young man's image was still quite positive, many people quietly came over to check on the situation, with the sunny young man himself being the first to arrive.