This primordial world is extraordinary.

Chapter 40: Fellow Daoist Kunpeng is too steady.

I'm so unhappy.

I thought my main task would be to deal with the strange occurrences, and I could also move some of the resources I found along the way.

It seems that the main purpose of this project was to move things around, but we also reaped some unexpected rewards along the way.

It's upside down.

"Fellow Daoist Hongjun, you should do it."

Since things have come to this point, we can't waste time. We can think about it slowly when we get home tonight, not now.

"Good!" Hongjun continued his exploration of metaphysics.

"This way." He quickly felt that the tenth step was safe.

Just as he expected, it was indeed safe.

The explanation doesn't make sense; it can only be attributed to his extraordinary ability to grasp the concept of the Heavenly Dao.

However, this greatly reduced the harvest.

Furthermore, this was the tenth step. They disappeared from Luo Hou and the others' sight. Within nine steps, they were still in one space-time, while beyond nine steps, each step was a separate space-time.

For example, you can clearly see a pile of resources not far away, such as black stones, messy papers, or various daily necessities.

But when you take a step forward and look again, you find that everything that was in front of you in the previous step has disappeared, replaced by another pile of various things.

There were paper figures stained with blood. Though they were inanimate objects, they had eyes like those of a ghost, staring at them with empty eyes that made them feel uneasy.

"Fellow Daoist?"

Yang Mei got excited again, feeling that she had a connection with this paper figure.

I thought this charming old man was steady, but it turns out he was the most adventurous of the four.

"Don't be reckless? What if it's not eerie?"

Kunpeng dared not be careless.

At first, they thought the supernatural was the scariest thing, but the truth is, they are the natural enemy of the supernatural.

On the contrary, some spirits, monsters, demons, ghosts, and freaks are the greatest threat.

Although these demons have no strange rules and rely solely on their own abilities, they are no match for ghostly energy, demonic energy, or evil energy.

If we compare the bizarre to magical attacks, then other demons and monsters are like physical attacks.

They are immune to magic, but not to physical damage.

They are immune to magic, but can only withstand physical attacks.

What if this paper figure is a physical attack?

That would be difficult to deal with.

"But that's too much of a waste of time. Fellow Daoist Hongjun can indeed find a safe path, but have you considered that safety means there are no resources? And where there are resources, there is no safety," Yang Mei said.

"Huh?" Kunpeng was taken aback.

It's not that I hadn't thought of that, but rather that I'm amazed that they've finally started using their brains.

He had already discovered this problem. Every step Hongjun pointed out was very safe, but safety meant there was no gain.

Where there is harvest, there is no safety.

The fact that Yang Mei could see this in such a short time means that the NPCs' minds are starting to work, and the plan to develop their intelligence has begun.

"You're absolutely right," Kunpeng said, feigning sudden realization. He added, "But you need to think this through. Not following Fellow Daoist Hongjun's guidance means taking a risk."

"I know, but we can't just waste time like this without taking any risks, can we?" He raised an eyebrow.

"Fellow Daoist Yangmei, please calm down. Fellow Daoist Kunpeng must have a plan," Xi Yi interjected.

He has unwavering trust in Kunpeng.

Upon hearing Xi Yi's words, all three of them looked at Kunpeng simultaneously.

"To be honest, I don't really have any plans. At worst, I'll just dig in the ground," Kunpeng said.

"Digging?" The three of them were taken aback.

"That's right, what's the use of having many methods? Our strength doesn't allow us to take risks, especially since this is our first exploration. My greatest hope is to safely bring you all back to the Primordial World. That's my primary concern. As for the gains... that's secondary. We can take our time with that."

This is truly Kunpeng's real thought; there's no deception involved.

Perhaps he also has his own template personality, which is to be cautious, discreet, and avoid recklessness.

"Fellow Daoist, your righteousness is truly admirable; it was I who was presumptuous."

Yang Mei felt embarrassed after hearing this.

Yesterday's success made me a little cocky.

It's about restraining the eerie, but that doesn't mean it's actually very strong.

"Fellow Daoist, you are composed!" Hongjun also expressed his deep agreement.

"In the realm of benevolence and righteousness over propriety, I am inferior to my fellow Daoist." Xi Yi expressed his deep shock.

Such consideration for others is truly admirable and deserving of gratitude.

Fellow Daoist Kunpeng's kindness can never be repaid.

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Perhaps it was Kunpeng's kindness that moved this apocalyptic world.

After walking another dozen or so steps safely, I was surprised to find a pile of tattered clothes.

"Clothes? It's clothes!"

All four of them were pleasantly surprised.

Clothing was the scarcest thing in the wilderness, even scarcer than food.

Look at everyone, who isn't dressed in rags? Especially Yang Mei, whose clothes were alright before, but yesterday he spent the whole morning bizarrely twisting with the armless corpse with lividity, and his shoulder is almost broken.

"Fellow Daoist, this cannot be reversed."

Yang Mei immediately picked up the pile of clothes.

This pile of clothes has all sorts of things, most of them are incomplete or torn.

Even so, Yang Mei cherishes it all.

"How can it become ours if we don't return to our original source? At worst, we can pray to the Heavenly Dao, and when we return to our original source, it will be re-formed into clothes," Kunpeng said.

Although he was also short of clothes, he didn't want to wear these tattered and worn-out clothes that no one knew who had worn them before.

Ideally, the clothes should be returned to their original state and then remade.

The power of creation in the universe is immense; it can produce anything, like a universal processing plant.

"That's true."

Yang Mei paused for a moment, her mind not quite processing what had just happened.

"Take it back," Kunpeng commanded.

Not bad, today marks the start of business. No matter how tattered this pile of rags is, it's still a gain.

"I'll do it, I'll do it."

Yang Mei volunteered.

It took three trips to finally hand over the pile of tattered clothes to Luo Hou and the others.

Luo Hou and the others who were waiting were also very happy to see him.

They could no longer see Yang Mei and the others.

In the post-apocalyptic world, every step reveals a new scene and a new time and space. Yesterday, Jiubu was still in the same time and space, within the influence range of the passage, and was protected by the time and space order of the passage.

Nine steps later, they transcended the power of order within the passage and could no longer see Kunpeng and the others.

Therefore, their wait was also agonizing. When Yang Mei returned carrying a large pile of clothes, they breathed a sigh of relief.

Putting aside the fact that I received the goods, at least I know that my four fellow Daoists are safe.

"Fellow Daoist Yangmei, how is the situation at the front?"

As the Yin-Yang Ancestor took the clothes, he asked a question.

"This is bad. Last night's plan failed... We couldn't trigger the strange rules, so we had no choice but to explore step by step. This is our only gain so far," Yang Mei said.

"What do you mean, Fellow Daoist Kunpeng?" Luo Hou asked.

"Fellow Daoist Kunpeng said that maintaining stability is the priority and safety comes first. We'll only consider other options as a last resort, or perhaps we can go even further and dig up the earth." Yang Mei didn't hide anything.

It would be more boring for the four of them to guard the passage; they might as well take this opportunity to think things through.

"Why!"

"Fellow Daoist Kunpeng is too steady."

Upon hearing Yang Mei's reply, Luo Hou said with some disappointment.

Stability is for everyone's safety, and Luo Hou doesn't have much to say, but let's see how many days he can hold out.

His spear was itching for action; he didn't want to guard the gate, he wanted to break in.

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