Matrix Survival: One random treasure chest per day

Chapter 539 Miriel: "Chinese is so hard to learn!"

"what is that?"

Yakumo's voice trembled. The sudden pressure almost made her kneel on the ground. She used all her strength to barely keep standing.

"I don't know."

Ye Lan turned his head and looked around. Everyone he saw, regardless of race, was kneeling on the ground, prostrating themselves in submission.

This was not their choice, but rather a kind of instinct from the depths of their souls that compelled them to do it.

"Could it be that those bloodthirsty people from the wilderness have come up with something again?" Yakumo's delicate face, hidden under her hood, was covered in cold sweat. She had lived in District 903 for so many years, but this was the first time she had ever felt such a terrifying pressure.

"That possibility cannot be ruled out," Ye Lan continued, spouting nonsense.

At this moment, the mental pressure surged back like a tide, completely receding around a certain spot in Block 903.

The instinct to worship vanished as the mental pressure subsided, and everyone stood up in fear, staring in that direction, utterly terrified.

"Should we go take a look?" Yakumo hesitated for a moment before suggesting, "If it really was the work of the Bloodthirsty Ones, we need to unite and eliminate him, otherwise there might be quite a bit of trouble in the outer city."

Allowing someone with this level of mental pressure to stay in the outer city, regardless of their identity, could cause the entire block to suffer if they acted even slightly recklessly.

“We can’t afford to offend them. Let’s send people from other races to scout ahead first.” Ye Lan pondered for a few seconds and came up with a plan: “If they want to cause trouble, our presence won’t help. If they don’t want to cause trouble, our presence won’t help either. So it’s better not to go, and we can at least leave a good impression on them.”

The fact that such utter nonsense came out of Ye Lan's mouth actually contained a profound truth, making people feel... that it made a lot of sense.

“…I’ll listen to you.” Yakumo gazed in that direction, his expression complex. “I hope this person is a friend, not an enemy. Otherwise, if the external threat hasn’t been resolved and internal troubles arise in the outer city, the end of all races will come sooner than expected.”

Ye Lan suddenly took out the inscription card and glanced at it: "Interesting. The terminal did not send a forced conscription notice, which means the situation is still under control. We only need to handle our own duties for now and not worry about anything else."

Not only Ye Lan, but many experienced residents of the outer city also took out their inscription cards to check them. It was clear that a considerable number of people breathed a sigh of relief after looking at their inscription cards.

"Ah."

Following Yelan's advice, Yakumo and Yelan sat down at their respective workstations again, but they couldn't find any peace of mind.

After a while, Yakumo couldn't sit still any longer and got up, saying, "I'm going to check on Miya. You stay here and keep watch."

After saying that, she left alone.

Ye Lan watched her departing figure and sighed helplessly. She really couldn't help herself.

……

At the center of the incident, Li Zheng opened his eyes from the bed, assessed his condition, and then froze in shock.

Because he discovered that apart from an extremely uncomfortable swelling between his eyebrows, his condition did not seem to have changed much, and even the effect of his mental power was not much different from before he entered the Dark Realm.

Not only are they not much different.

On the contrary, he instinctively had a feeling that if he tried to forcefully activate the spiritual power left to him by the void, his head would be smashed to pieces like a watermelon.

"Damn it... I thought I was invincible, but it turns out that a mineral water bottle was forcibly stuffed with a whole bottle of highly concentrated, corrosive, and extremely explosive liquid?" Li Zheng concluded helplessly.

To be more specific...

Having been free from the constraints of a physical body for so long, Xu had long lost any concept of the physical body, leading him to misjudge the plan.

He only considered that his total mental energy was astonishing and could be used to fight against mental storms, but he did not consider that bringing that level of mental energy to the Ming Realm would require an extremely strong physical constitution to support it.

Now things are much better. Li Zheng could normally eat five pounds of food in one meal. If he gradually expands his stomach by adding ten or twenty grams a day, strengthens it a few times, and condenses the food in his stomach to increase its density, then in time, swallowing tens of thousands of tons of food in one gulp wouldn't be a problem for him.

As a result, Xu Xian disregarded the consequences and forcibly stuffed billions of tons of food into Li Zheng's stomach, causing him not only to be bloated but also at risk of bursting at any moment.

This is a classic case of good intentions gone wrong.

Ok……

He's practically a super human nuclear bomb now. If anyone wants to die, they can try to provoke Li Zheng and cause his 'stomach' to rupture prematurely.

Once it's detonated, the explosive force would likely wipe out the entire outer city, the Matrix area, and the wilderness...

Three times!

Even if the matrix terminal were to personally intervene, it might not be able to stop Li Zheng from self-destructing.

Perhaps the fact that the residents of the outer city were not given a mandatory task to deal with Li Zheng is precisely because the terminal has already discovered this.

"So what the hell are you after?!" Li Zheng jumped to the ground, pounding his chest and stamping his feet.

Now things are really messed up. Not only have I lost a mentor and friend, but even my mental strength, the only means I can currently use for combat, has been somewhat restricted.

He himself wasn't sure if he could control the ice needles in battle like before. He would have to test it later to avoid the embarrassing situation of gaining powerful abilities but becoming a useless person.

"what happened to you?"

Miriel, who was engrossed in her studies, looked up and spoke in perfect Mandarin with a broadcasting accent, which surprised Li Zheng so much that he almost thought he had returned to Earth.

"You're learning so fast!" Li Zheng exclaimed, giving a thumbs-up in admiration.

"Not bad." Miriel herself seemed rather dissatisfied: "Six hours have passed since you entered the Dark Realm, and I only recently mastered the meanings of 20,000 Chinese characters..."

Finally, she complained, "Your writing system is too complicated. I casually looked up a few other languages ​​and have now learned them all."

As she spoke, she switched to Muscovy to introduce herself to Li Zheng, then switched to English to give him a stand-up comedy routine, and finally switched to Russian to shout a few words of "Hala sho" to Li Zheng in perfect pronunciation.

"You've learned this much in six hours, and you're still not satisfied?" Li Zheng looked up at the sky... the ceiling.

How jarring would those words sound to people on Earth who are frantically trying to prepare for the CET-4 and CET-6 exams?

If they had this kind of learning ability and comprehension, why would they need to stay up all night, running to the park at four or five in the morning to memorize words?
Spend two hours reading a book, and then spend the rest of the time surfing the internet.

When asked, I just reply: Huh? Previewing? Preparing for exams? No way! The only thing I can do during breaks is play games and watch short videos. Studying is impossible for me, never in this lifetime!

Then, during the exam, he surprised everyone and amazed the entire audience!

“Of course I’m not satisfied.” Miriel turned off the handheld computer. “Six hours isn’t enough to learn even the language of just one of your races, let alone the languages ​​of more than ten thousand other races that I have to learn.”

"..."

Li Zheng suddenly wondered whether he should tell Miriel that Earth's languages ​​were actually more than just the few recorded in the computer.

In fact, a single region where Chinese is spoken may contain more than thirty variations of Chinese, which they call dialects.

Forget it.

Li Zheng quickly rejected his idea. If Miriel were to get serious, just understanding all the dialects in the Zhejiang and Hangzhou region would be enough to give her a hard time.

(End of this chapter)