Witch Special

Nothing happened that night. Early the next morning, Lin Zhenxi checked out of the room and embarked on his journey to find the bald gangster again.

Before checking out, she went to the hotel's second-floor restaurant for breakfast, taking the opportunity to experience the culinary culture of this world. Since she had no money yesterday, Lin Zhenxi had eaten the rations stored in the space cube when she was hungry (not Yanyan, as it wasn't time to use the strategic reserves yet). So today's meal was actually her first proper meal since she arrived in this world.

The food in this world is almost the same as that in the main world, except that the style is a bit more Western. The buffet area is full of bread, sausages, sandwiches and the like. Not to mention steamed buns, fried dough sticks, and tofu pudding, there is not even any soy milk.

Lin Zhenxi finally chose the milk cereal, which tasted quite good. Yanyan licked the milk Lin Zhenxi had prepared for her. When she lifted her face from the milk basin, her round face had been dyed white by the milk. Lin Zhenxi sighed, took out a tissue and wiped the stupid black cat's face clean, then carried the cat out of the hotel.

Lin Zhenxi randomly found an inconspicuous alley, took out his own means of transportation, cast an invisibility spell on himself, and then flew into the sky.

After flying several hundred meters into the sky, Lin Zhenxi used the flashback spell to reproduce the magical effect of the previous word revelation, and then flew out of the city following the guidance of the magic line.

Lin Zhenxi had already experienced the speed of the flying broom under his butt, and of course he had already released a wind-stabilizing barrier to calm the airflow. Without the interference of the wind, Lin Zhenxi could fly the broom in the sky without restraint.

Warm Wind Barrier

At normal cruising speed, the flying broom easily reached two to three hundred kilometers per hour. While still not as fast as a jet, it was at least faster than a biplane with a propeller on the tip of its nose. In less than five minutes, Lin Zhenxi had passed through the sky above the city and arrived in the wilderness outside the city.

Continuing to fly forward, gazing at the conspicuous trail below, Lin Zhenxi felt the strongest sense that her caution yesterday might have been completely in vain. The white shadow hero she was pursuing was a man of unwavering integrity. Like a construction truck with only an accelerator and no steering wheel, it simply kept moving forward without regard for what lay ahead. Whether it was plains and meadows, desolate wilderness, or dense mountain forests, mountain streams and canyons, nothing could sway it from its course. From beginning to end, over mountains and across streams, its trajectory remained a single, unwavering straight line.

Lin Zhenxi couldn't help but admire and admire this strength, which completely ignored any external factors. This casualness and freedom was exactly the life she had always pursued.

Unfortunately, it was someone else who was powerful, and she was just a small pendant clinging to someone else's thighs. Even if she was lucky enough to find that powerful person, she didn't know if she could get him to provide her with protection.

Besides marveling at the powerful figure's powerful, direct movements, Lin Zhenxi was most astonished by the sheer volume of vegetation in this world. According to the shallow memories she'd extracted from that fat head, the monster crisis had only occurred in the past decade or so. Before that, this world was essentially the same as the main world, with human footprints reaching every corner of the land. However, with the influx of monsters, ordinary people, unable to protect themselves, were as vulnerable to the monsters as livestock to be slaughtered, and the number of heroes was limited. To ensure that the limited number of heroes could protect as many ordinary people as possible, humanity had to abandon most of their living space and concentrate in nearby large cities, leaving vast tracts of land outside the cities abandoned.

But abandonment is abandonment. At most, it will become a deserted city or village, but it won't turn into a primeval forest, right? All the towering mountains and valleys that Lin Zhenxi saw during his flight were in a completely wild state, with no trace of human intervention.

In just over a decade, all traces left by humans have disappeared from these places without a trace. Is nature really able to repair itself so quickly?

Reinforced concrete is designed to last 50 to 70 years. Even at that age, it's not necessarily unusable. Instead, physical testing is required to determine if the internal structure has deteriorated. If the test results are satisfactory, it can continue to be used. It takes at least a hundred years for reinforced concrete to completely fail. So, ten years is clearly not enough.

But the reality is right before our eyes. Those buildings that embody the hard work of mankind have indeed been covered by plants and cannot be seen at all.

The nature of this world seems a bit fierce...

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After flying for over an hour, hundreds of kilometers, following the magic line's guidance, Lin Zhenxi finally noticed the line fading. Continuing to fly forward, he saw a city appear where the magic line disappeared.

This city was much smaller than the one Lin Zhenxi had just crossed over to, perhaps only one-fifth or one-sixth the size of that larger city, and there were still large tracts of abandoned urban areas. Forget about development; it looked like a city slowly dying.

Although the revelation from the Word Spirit should not be wrong, out of caution, Lin Zhenxi still flew around the small town below at high altitude to confirm that there were no more signs of that domineering movement on the other side of the city.

Very good, it's almost certain that the person is here. It's really a straight line without any curves at all. He doesn't care that anyone is following him at all.

Because you are strong, you are fearless.

But if Lin Zhenxi could find such a straightforward route, there was no reason why those specialized reconnaissance birds couldn't find it. Lin Zhenxi had released all of his "Twenty-Four Pence Songs" to expand the search area. With their speed, they probably would have found the city before nightfall yesterday.

Some familiars are naturally occurring animals, both common and extraordinary, like owls and toads, or the mythical Zouwu. But some familiars are magical creations themselves, mimicking the appearance of animals, or even skipping the mimicry altogether, displaying their internal structures openly. In the magical world, you can be spontaneous; there's no need to be so scientific.

The grey birds summoned by the "Twenty-Four Pence Song" are actually made of chocolate, so they are not living creatures at all, but rather creations of mimetic magic. The magic has given them simple intelligence, allowing them to chirp like real birds, but they are not real after all.

Without even a brain, they naturally didn't need to rest. They could keep working until their magic power ran out. One night was enough time for them to search every household in this small town. If they couldn't find anything, it would only mean they were useless. Lin Zhenxi would eat them all.

Lin Zhenxi used magic to touch the familiar mark of "Song of Twenty-Four Pence" and sensed the location of the gray birds. He found that they were all gathered in one place. What this meant was obvious.

Lin Zhenxi followed the mark and came to a dilapidated residential area with almost no people. Looking at the desolate scene below, Lin Zhenxi's head was full of question marks.

Shouldn't he be a world-famous superhero? Why would he live in such a dilapidated place? Isn't this living environment a bit too harsh? This whole area of ​​unfinished buildings probably doesn't even have running water or electricity.

When Lin Zhenxi found the gray jays, they were sitting in a neat row on the parapet of an unfinished apartment building. When they saw Lin Zhenxi flying over, the birds began to chirp and shout.

"Found it." "Found it." "Right there." "Across the street." "That's him." "The bald guy." "The one with the white cape." "The hero." "He must be right." "Yes, that's right." ...

"Stop, stop shouting, I'm watching." Lin Zhenxi slapped the gray jays away and leaned against the wall to look across.

There was no need to even look for it, because there was only that one family living in the entire building opposite. In the building full of empty windows, there was only one family with clothes hanging on the balcony.

Lin Zhenxi's eyes automatically ignored the colorful baggy beach shorts on the balcony and the ridiculous yellow tights next to them, and focused on the wet and dripping white cloak. The white shadow she saw at that time must be this thing.

Then, the screen door of the balcony was pushed open from the inside, and a bald man wearing only a loose white cross-bar vest and shorts, with an extremely simple style, walked out. He twisted left and right on the balcony, doing stretching exercises comparable to elementary school radio gymnastics.

After stretching for a while, he twisted his neck and returned to the room. From beginning to end, he completely ignored Lin Zhenxi who was spying on him from the rooftop opposite.

Lin Zhenxi's head was full of question marks. She seemed to be standing just a little too high, and she didn't deliberately hide it. If the bald man below was really the strong man she was looking for, then how could he not notice her gaze?

Furthermore, the bald man's style was completely different from hers. It felt like an elementary school student's graffiti, simple and perfunctory. To put it simply, there was not a trace of strength in him. He looked like just another passerby on the street, not worth paying special attention to.

Is there something wrong here? The strong have their own unique qualities. Even Lin Zhenxi has her own unique temperament. She is nothing in this world. Why is this bald man...

Let's observe it for a while longer.