Reborn as a Cube Man in the Late Ming Dynasty

Bai Li looked at the scene before her with a mixture of amusement and exasperation.

Wei Shi and Miao Zhiming, along with a group of butcher militiamen with thin ropes tied around their heads, looked ready to die as they prepared to step through the teleportation portal.

Liu Er, on the other hand, tried to dissuade them.

The sudden appearance of the figure startled Wei Shi at first, but after recognizing Bai Xianjun, he beamed and said, "Immortal...Young Master Bai, you're back!"

"Otherwise what? If you don't come out soon, you'll be going to hell," Bai Li shook his head, his face serious. "Didn't I tell you to wait outside? Why did you run in? Want to take a day trip to hell and soak in a red hot spring?"

Why did I let Cao Wenshi come down first before going in myself? Wasn't it because I wanted to see if there was any danger in hell that I had Wei Shi and the others waiting outside?

Although everything inside the barrier is currently neutral, Wei Shi and the others don't know that!

If they are not familiar with the mechanics of those Nether monsters, who can they defeat if they take the initiative to attack?

"Well, Young Master Bai's immortal power hasn't recovered yet. We're worried that he might encounter danger in Hell and not be able to come back!" Seeing Bai Li's serious expression, Wei Shi felt a heavy blow to his heart. He hurriedly explained, "We were thinking of helping out, and things like that."

Has the immortal power not recovered yet?

Did I say that? I don't think so, I have no recollection of it.

What are these guys thinking about all day long?!

If I'm really in danger, your arrival won't be of any help!

Even Xiaobai probably can't beat them, let alone Xiaohei and the others. They can only come up as meat shields for a while, just to take the hits.

Watching the burly man with the thick beard stammering like a child who had made a mistake, Bai Li could only sigh.

What can be done? After all, they were worried about their own safety, which is why they thought of running down to hell. For them, it wasn't like the game scenario I was imagining, but real hell.

But why would Zhiming get involved? How could a weak scholar like him even think about running to hell? He's always been smart and steady, it shouldn't be like this.

"Zhiming, since you're planning to go to hell, shouldn't you at least ask about the conditions there?" Bai Li asked tentatively.

Miao Zhiming said nervously, "I know, Cao Wenshi told us."

Cao Wenshi? That must be the name of that Heavenly Tiger, who also went to hell with him.

"Then why didn't you try to stop them? Why did you join in their nonsense?" Bai Li asked, puzzled.

Cao Wenshi said, "Young Master Bai, you may not be coming back."

Just because of this?

Bai Li sighed helplessly, gently touching her forehead and letting out a barely audible sigh. She couldn't help but say, "You believe him just like that!"

Miao Zhiming lowered his head slightly, not daring to look at Bai Li, and stood there as if being punished, lowering his voice to say, "At that time, for some reason, I felt that you had been gone for a long time, Young Master Bai."

Well, they've only been in hell for a short time, probably less than an hour, and these guys are already acting like they've lost their backbone, believing whatever they're told, and even planning to go to hell.

Why are you all dragging me into this? It's like your brains have been stolen.

I can't imagine what will become of these guys if I really leave.

"Alright, stop looking so glum. I wasn't blaming you," Bai Li said, walking down and patting each of them on the shoulder. When he reached Miao Zhiming, he smiled and said, "Don't worry about these trivial things. Do you remember what I said when we first met?"

"I will always be here."

"Young Master Bai!" Miao Zhiming looked up and murmured.

"Don't look at me like that, my sexual orientation is perfectly normal, I'm not gay. If you ever feel a bit off, just remember this," Bai Li joked. "Anyway, instead of wasting time thinking about these things, you should go and do more work for me. If you're exhausted and go home to sleep every day, you might get a promotion and a raise someday."

"Yes, Young Master Bai!" Miao Zhiming took a deep breath. He naturally understood the Immortal Lord's joke. He chuckled and cupped his hands in greeting.

Bai Xianjun's words put everyone around at ease and gave them a sense of support.

Of course, there was another person, drenched in sweat.

Damn it, I just can't control my mouth!

Cao Wenshi sat alone on the cold lawn, the scorching sun unable to melt the chill in his heart.

His legs trembled slightly involuntarily, and he couldn't suppress the fear deep inside him. His fingertips turned white from the force of his grip, and his eyes were filled with anxiety and unease.

Looking at the unconscious pockmarked man, he felt immense envy.

Why wasn't it him who was unconscious?

Seeing Bai Xianjun closing in step by step, he forced a smile that looked more like a grimace: "Young Master Bai...you're back!"

Heavenly Tiger, why are you courting death again?

"Ah, if I had come back any later, I would have been posting missing person notices in hell!" Bai Li said expressionlessly, "You're really something! You've been to heaven and earth, but you still haven't shut your mouth."

God knows if those pig spirits can understand it.

"Young Master Bai, I..."

"Don't say it, I don't want to hear it. Say one more word and I'll send you to hell, literally!" Bai Li said, her eyes flashing.

Let's give this troublesome tiger a private cobblestone room, put a lightning rod in it, and see if we can create a witch.

There won't be a shortage of copper ingots needed for lightning rods. After all, we have copper plates. Who knows when it might rain and thunder? Let's get it done first.

"Wei Shi, take your men and bring these two back first," Bai Li instructed.

Wei Shi hurriedly replied, "Yes, Young Master Bai!"

Just as they were about to lift Ma Zi up, Ma Zi suddenly opened his eyes, burst into maniacal laughter, and started gesturing wildly.

"Hahahaha!!! I'm back in the human world, I'm back in the human world! Hehe, my arms, they're waving at me, they're calling to me, they didn't pull me in! Hellfire, they didn't freeze me to death, white monsters, drifting, drifting everywhere!"

As he spoke, he suddenly burst into tears again: "I survived! I survived! Waaaaah, hehehehehahaha!!"

The militiaman in charge of the pockmarked man subconsciously looked at Bai Xianjun.

Is this... insane?

Bai Li frowned as he looked at the crazed Ma Zi, trying to put himself in Ma Zi's shoes.

The hell of ice and fire, the ghostly hand, the imprisoned souls, and countless monsters—I almost got dragged in there and never reincarnated.

It can really drive you crazy.

"Let's keep them. Put them with the other bandits and let them take care of their food and clothing," Bai Li said softly.

Looking at his brother who had gone to hell with him, Cao Wenshi felt a sense of shared sorrow.

"Immortal Lord, may I take him with me?" Cao Wenshi pleaded in a low voice.

Bai Li said succinctly, "Okay."

With a hunched back, Cao Wenshi, looking like an old man, was escorted away by Wei Shi, carrying a man with pockmarks.

In the distance, a militiaman with a tense expression hurriedly ran towards Wei Shi and saw Bai Xianjun in front of him.

He paused for a moment, then subconsciously stopped running and walked quickly, at a speed almost the same as running.

"Young Master Bai!" the militiaman said, bowing with trembling hands.

Bai Li asked with a smile, "What happened?"

"A scout from the north reports that a group of bandits intends to enter the barrier!"