Chapter 187: Trash

People around were falling down, but Chen An stood proudly.There was no way.

His past alcohol tolerance was just average.

But after all, he was an innate martial artist, and his foundation was better than ordinary people.

If it was a special kind of wine, it would be fine. But the current ordinary wine in front of him was difficult to get him drunk.

Chen An was helpless.

Otherwise, he also wanted to experience the feeling of drowning sorrow in alcohol.

He hadn't felt that feeling for a long time and missed it a little.

After a night of revelry, people around were falling down one by one.

Then Chen An had to help clean up.

He helped the people around him carry the fallen drunkards into the tent.

After doing all that, Chen An looked to the side.

There, someone was looking at him.

She was an attractive and lively girl, Lin Yuer.

Lin Yuer was young and looked quite lively.

At this moment, besides the people responsible for guarding the perimeter, she was the only one as sober as Chen An.

After cleaning up the mess around, helping the drunk people into the camp, she finally stopped and looked at Chen An somewhat embarrassedly.

At that moment, Chen An also looked over.

Their eyes met, and then quickly separated.

Lin Yuer turned around and acted as if nothing happened.

But just a moment later, she couldn't help but turn her head to look in the direction where Chen An was.

But at that moment, Chen An's figure had disappeared, and he had directly turned back to his own tent.

Watching this scene, she felt happy at first, but then a sense of loss crept in.

Time slowly passed.

In the following days, Chen An was like a real martial artist. Apart from daily practice and exercises, he chatted with Lin Bo and others.

They discussed ancient and modern times, talked about the customs of different places, and seemed to get along well with each other.

Of course, during this process, Chen An also gained what he wanted.

"It seems that the number of cultivators in this world is not as many as I imagined."

Under a tree, Chen An reflected on the information he had gathered during this time.

During this period, he was not idle.

Besides focusing on his practice and trying to overcome the inexplicable rejection, he was also actively gathering information.

And through the information provided by Lin Bo and others, he supplemented a lot of relevant knowledge about this world.

For example, information about cultivators.

Contrary to what Chen An had thought, the number of cultivators in this world seemed to be fewer than he had imagined.

He found this out from Lin Bo's explanation.

According to Lin Bo, to become a cultivator in this world, one must first have enough qualifications.

And those qualifications were rare, even among a thousand people, perhaps only one person had them, which was very rare.

It was much less compared to the number of martial artists.

The practice of martial artists was much simpler; as long as you were a normal person with a healthy body, you could practice, but it couldn't be guaranteed how far you could go.

But as for cultivation, even the first step was so difficult.

How to say it.

But the power of cultivators was undeniable.

According to Lin Bo, even the weakest cultivator could easily suppress the top martial artists from the outside world.

The gap in strength between them was enormous.

From this perspective, martial artists and cultivators were very different.

One anyone could practice, typical lenient admission.

Another had strict entry requirements, but once they practiced successfully, they immediately became experts.

Each had its own characteristics.

As for qualifications, it seemed that Chen An had them too.

Yes, he had the qualification to cultivate.

The Empress Luoshan had told him that a long time ago.

And during this time, he had officially confirmed this.

The way of confirmation was, of course, through practice.

He still remembered the nameless ancient scripture that Bai Qing had given him before. He dared not forget it.

During his time in the Daliang World, he couldn't practice successfully because of the environment, but it was different here.

During this time, Chen An had tried.

And he was pleasantly surprised to find that the nameless ancient scripture, which had no effect before, had a clear effect in this world.

With his practice, he could gradually sense the spiritual energy around him and even try to absorb it into his body.

But the efficiency was still very low.

But from this perspective, he undoubtedly had the qualifications.

Although Chen An seriously suspected that this little bit of his cultivation qualification was not innate but was obtained through the projection.

When the projection returned before, most of the source energy in his body was reinforced, and during this process, perhaps his cultivation qualification was also enhanced, hence the current effect.

But in any case, this was good news.

Chen An sighed.

The surroundings were weird, seeming to reject martial artists.

Under these circumstances, he had no choice but to focus on the path of cultivation.

But that was okay.

Cultivation was already within his goals.

He wanted to go back.

Even though he was in this world now, Chen An still wanted to go back to his previous world.

His wife and unborn child were waiting there.

And to go back, he needed to build a spatial array.

And to build a spatial array, he needed to cultivate.

The logic behind it was very clear.

Just doing it would be a bit troublesome.

But Chen An wasn't in a hurry.

If it were an ordinary person facing his current situation, they would probably have given up already.

But Chen An wasn't an ordinary person; he could cheat.

It would just take a little longer, but other than that, there was nothing to worry about.

After all, he still needed to have a goal.

As long as he quietly moved forward, there would be a day when it would be achieved.

Just as Chen An silently cheered himself on and worked hard, someone else also came over.

A crisp sound of footsteps came from outside.

Chen An instinctively turned around, looking towards the person approaching him.

It was the familiar girl Lin Yuer, who was now walking towards him.

"Mr. Chen."

Feeling Chen An's gaze on her, she smiled brightly, "It's almost time for dinner, my father sent me to remind you!"

"Okay, I'll be there soon."

Chen An nodded with a smile, then got up and silently followed Lin Yuer out.

Walking along the road, the people around couldn't help but smile as they saw the two of them walking together, and there were even some whispers.

This was how Chen An had changed during this period.

During the journey, Lin Yuer for some reason often came to see him.

If it was just a normal situation, it would be fine, but she came a bit too often, so much so that Chen An was somewhat surprised and had a sense of foreboding.

And it seemed that Lin Bo, as the father of the girl, didn't mind her behavior; he even seemed to encourage it.

Of course, he was willing to.

Chen An's conditions were not bad.

Although he disguised himself as an ordinary person, his appearance was something that couldn't be changed.

With Chen An's appearance, one could easily tell that he was from a prominent family, well-mannered, and knowledgeable.

And at such a young age, he had already reached the peak of martial arts, making him one of the most outstanding young talents in this region, second only to those immortal cultivators.

Lin Yuer was just an ordinary person, and if something good really happened between them, Lin Bo would naturally be delighted.

After all, he was just a common merchant; having a martial artist as a son-in-law was already good enough, so he wouldn't mind.

So slowly, the situation had become like this.

Seeing Lin Yuer becoming more enthusiastic day by day, Chen An thought about whether he should find a time to run away?

It wouldn't be good if something happened.

It wasn't that he was focused on cultivation and not interested in love.

That was pure nonsense; if that were the case, he wouldn't have married Bai Zilan in the first place.

But doing so would complicate things.

Bai Zilan was still waiting for him to return, and if he started a new family here, what would he do when he went back?

He only had one life; would he return or stay here?

This kind of problem was too troublesome, and just thinking about it made Chen An feel a headache.

So, to avoid any unexpected occurrences, it would be better to stay away directly.

Half a month passed.

The merchant caravan finally arrived at a large city nearby.

"Jilin City?"

Standing outside the city walls, Chen An looked at the name hanging above the city walls in front of him and couldn't help but look a few more times.

The scenery around was very beautiful, and there were people everywhere, moving constantly in front of Chen An.

Beside him was a guide arranged by Lin Bo.

During the journey, Chen An had helped Lin Bo solve several troubles, so as a reward, Lin Bo had arranged a guide for him, who would show him around in various places since he was unfamiliar with the surroundings.

They roamed around this city, exploring various places.

The city was large, and Chen An, along with the guide, spent almost half a day without being able to cover the entire city area. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ n0vᴇl(ꜰ)ire.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of nøvels early and in the highest quality.

This was just a rough look.

If they were to visit every area in detail, it would probably take even longer.

Occasionally, they came across some interesting things, and Chen An would stop to observe with interest for a while, also taking the opportunity to ask the guide.

Through this method, he was learning about the differences between this world and the Daliang World and getting used to the environment here.

After half a day, he already had an idea in his mind.

The size of Jilin City was about the same as Shangyuan City, both being the head of a county and considered quite prosperous places.

But compared to Shangyuan City, there were more people here.

Perhaps due to the more abundant spiritual energy in this world, there were many more rare medicines and exotic beasts in the market here.

Some exotic beasts and medicines that were considered expensive and only a few noble families could afford in the Daliang World were available even to ordinary people in this world.

Of course, by ordinary people, it meant rich merchants and local tyrants.

Only they had the financial resources to afford them.

As for the real common people, no matter which world they were in, they were like livestock, living a particularly miserable life.

Chen An observed for a moment.

Even in this world with abundant spiritual energy, there were still many poor people around.

Some busy streets were fine because someone came to clean them regularly.

But in some old city areas, there were beggars everywhere.

In some hidden places, there were more corpses lying around.

There were flies buzzing around, but no one came to manage them.

"Why are there so many beggars in this city?"

Looking at the beggars and corpses along the way, Chen An couldn't help but ask.

The number of beggars and corpses in this city seemed to be more than he had seen in Shangyuan City.

It seemed as if no one cared, letting them roam around like that.

"No one is willing to manage them."

The guide sighed, "The rich families in the city only need to offer regular offerings to ensure their prosperity and wealth, but these ordinary people have never been taken care of."

Through the guide, Chen An learned more.

Unlike the Daliang World, many areas in this world did not have the concept of a country.

Yes, this area had no country; there were only factions of cultivators.

These factions competed with each other and each occupied a large piece of land.

Under their pressure, ordinary kingdoms had no room to survive.

And that was where the problem arose.

In a normal country, there would be officials in charge of managing various places, most likely even developing irrigation systems, providing relief in times of famine, and such.

This was how it was in the Daliang World.

Even though the world of Daliang had long since declined, the local governments still functioned, even though they had become puppets, they could still exert some influence.

But in this world, the eyes of these cultivators had no room for ordinary people.

Their ruling model, in Chen An's view, was very primitive.

Real cultivators rarely managed worldly affairs; they focused on cultivation.

So they established noble families in their respective territories to serve them, providing everything that the mundane world could offer.

As for the life and death of ordinary people?

This was not within their consideration.

For cultivators, those noble families only needed to regularly pay what they should pay.

And for these noble families, as long as they gathered enough resources, as long as their background remained strong, they would never have any problems.

If there was a problem, independent cultivators would come and suppress them.

Under their great power, all resistance was futile.

In this situation, even though the world had more abundant spiritual energy, ordinary people might not necessarily live better.

Because they were cut off from the path of martial arts.

Not to mention whether there were appropriate inheritances, even if there were, it could only reach the level of martial arts, what was the use of that?

And as for cultivation, the probability of one among thousands becoming one was so small that it couldn't change anything.

So the ordinary people in this world were probably more desperate than in the Daliang World.

Of course, even within the Daliang World, the state of ordinary people wasn't good.

It was just worse here.

Thinking about this, Chen An seemed thoughtful.

They continued to walk forward, passing through one area after another.

Finally, a very lively scene came into view.

"What's happening there?"

Looking at the scene ahead, Chen An couldn't help but ask.

In his line of sight, the area ahead was crowded with people, with everyone seemingly pushing forward.

(The End of the Chapter)