It's so painful! So hard! So difficult!

"They've been using a combination of coercion and negotiations. After all, in terms of direct military force, our clan has no chance of winning against them. However, due to the unique nature of our territory, it's not easy for them to enter."

"not easy?"

"Yes, when the Holy Son entered, you shouldn't have felt too much pain in the blood pool outside, right? This is because we sensed your arrival and adjusted the settings in advance. Normally, the blood pool is completely unbearable for any creature from outside. It contains substances completely different from your world and is a deadly poison to any living thing."

At this point, the girl tilted her cheek slightly and continued in a calm tone,

"Even magic, the mysterious substance that constitutes the world, cannot compete with it and will only fall apart. Even the most tenacious creatures in nature, insects, will not choose to survive inside the blood pool. Because it is impossible."

These words, though somewhat frightening, coming from the beautiful girl's mouth, instantly distanced Bai Lin from the other person. While they clearly shared similarities in appearance, the two were completely different creatures from two different worlds, a point further highlighted by the girl's words.

Bai Lin swallowed his saliva, thought for a moment, and then asked,

"It means they can't get in unless you let them in. If that's the case, then those perfect people must have been in before, otherwise how could they have interfered with your interior?"

When this was mentioned, the girl nodded and sighed helplessly. A hint of sadness also floated out of her beautiful red eyes.

"Yes, they did come in. It was during a peace negotiation, and they used that as an excuse to request entry into our world. Those perfect people... threatened us with the safety of the residents outside. In the end, our choice was, of course, to let them in. Because the number of people they sent in was small, we didn't think they would cause any unrest."

"The mirror left by the goddess should not be affected or destroyed by such an arrogant and unclean person. I never expected that such a thing would happen."

As she spoke, the girl's tone became heavier. She closed her eyes slightly and continued,

"Perhaps I shouldn't have decided to let him go. To this day, I still struggle with whether my decision was the right one. Our kindness towards the outside world is something we've slowly cultivated within the mirror. And for the safety of our clan, I feel we can't afford even the slightest negligence. We shouldn't allow the possibility of such an accident to linger among us."

"How should I have chosen then? This dilemma... perhaps it's because my cultivation wasn't enough."

Listening to the girl's words, Bai Lin was silent for a while. Everyone has a kind heart, and few people really think that choosing to kill a bunch of people is okay and will not let their conscience be condemned. But -

"May I have your name?"

Bai Lin's sudden question startled the girl. She stood still, slightly dazed, and broke free from her previous emotions. She pointed to her cheek. After receiving Bai Lin's affirmative nod, she dispelled her confusion and replied calmly,

"My name is Lidamiya, which is probably a bit obscure to you. Your language can't express my surname, so if you just need a name, just call me by my first name, or call me High Priestess."

"Well, that's good. Lidamiya, what I want to say is that you're worrying about the wrong thing."

"wrong?"

"Yes. Your god left you a mirror. It is used to cultivate your body and mind, and continuously improve yourself. However, this cannot improve your own abilities. This is something that cannot be helped. Not every race can be extremely powerful."

"And the reason you ran into trouble this time wasn't because of a mistake in your decision-making. There's nothing wrong with not wanting others to sacrifice, and there's nothing wrong with not wanting your people to be harmed. You simply chose the former over the small chance of harming your own people and the 100% certainty of the deaths of outsiders."

"I think this choice is human nature. If possible, who would choose to sit back and watch tragedy unfold? If you go out and fight them head-on, you're doomed to fail. If you don't go out, the residents won't survive. At least if you let them in, you might be able to keep an eye on these guys and prevent them from doing anything bad."

Bai Lin's eyes were calm and steady, and her voice seemed much more resolute, as if she was narrating a solid road that was gradually built up brick by brick.

"Although it seems that something went wrong, it wasn't you who caused the problem. It was those damn perfect people. You can't blame yourselves. Blaming those people is the end of it."

Although the words were vulgar and casual, the logic was still very reasonable. Lidamiya bit her lower lip slightly, her eyes flickered for a few seconds, and then she raised her head and said to Bai Lin,

"But, we have to face reality. It's one thing that we're not strong enough, but if I decide to stick to my own ways, maybe I can prevent my own people from getting hurt..."

"You can't think that way. Don't you think the mirror left by God won't be affected by them? Who knows, those guys might come through one day. If you keep shutting yourself in and don't try, you'll just be dying a slow death."

In the final analysis, if such a powerful person wanted to attack a small, weak ethnic group, there would be no way to resist, but...

Bai Lin took a deep breath, her eyes lit up. She stared into Lidamiya's eyes and said,

"This world is unfair. They rely on their own strength to disgust everyone. There's nothing we can do about it. However, this won't last long. Sooner or later, I'll make them stop being so rude, or even destroy their country."

Speaking of which, Wanren and Bai Lin also had a grudge, so there was nothing wrong with what Bai Lin said. She would take action sooner or later.

Chapter 744 It was just a coincidence

For Bai Lin, getting rid of harm to the people is just a matter of convenience.

The world itself is inherently unfair. The powerful can naturally run rampant without reason. They may even suddenly become arrogant for inexplicable reasons, and then snowball by exploiting the weak. This kind of unreasonable power is often difficult for the weak to resist.

Then, naturally, an unreasonable existence is needed to break this. If the chosen hero is not used here, where else can he be used?

Bai Lin had always believed that the idea of ​​overcoming difficulties on one's own would lead to strength was pure bullshit. Some obstacles could never be overcome through sheer effort, even with your parents' support. Her actions would only truly elevate these disadvantaged groups. Freer development was always a positive development.

These spider ladies are a group that lives by faith and develops a culture around faith. Those perfect people have already extended their hands to destroy other people's civilization. This is something that no one can tolerate.

As Bai Lin finished speaking, another elegant and clear voice gradually rose. The poet said,

"Your clan has stepped out of your own world, proactively reaching out to the outside world, beginning to show goodwill and even offering assistance to those outside. These very points are enough to earn your respect. Being kind to others, rather than being self-contained, is a sign of magnanimity."

"Of course, the weak have no diplomacy. If you want to become stronger, then perhaps it would be much better to do these things. But there's nothing wrong with you doing this now. After all, so-called diplomacy is never a choice you make alone, but a shared desire. Otherwise, you wouldn't make such a choice, right?"

The poet's words flowed calmly and slowly, and they seemed to contain some comforting words, which also made Lidamiya's expression more peaceful. She took a deep breath and replied,

"That's right. We've been displaced, and all we have left is this Twilight Land where we all live in peace. This is the most important home to each of us, and no one wants it to be harmed. But... if we pursue nothing, living like the walking dead in a mechanical cycle of time, what difference does it make whether we survive or not?"

As she spoke, the girl's eyes became lost in thought, extending into the distance, as if she had recalled something. Then she quickly came to her senses, tilted her face slightly, and spoke quickly,

"Oh, right, the second half of that sentence was just said by our Lord God. It makes a lot of sense, doesn't it? So, would you like to consider joining the religion?"

"What?" Bai Lin exclaimed in surprise.

"We are of course convinced that continuing to live here is nothing more than the walking corpse. According to the guidance, we should indeed go outside, whether it is the guidance of the gods or the voice of our own hearts. Perhaps I was overthinking the problem before."

As if nothing had happened, Lidamiya entered the state and continued to speak the rest of the words. Although Bai Lin was a little concerned about her sudden madness, he did not pursue it any further. She smiled slightly and said,

"It's good that you figured it out. When the bad guys meet the good guys, it doesn't make much sense to dwell on the good guys' problems. Let's not talk about that. By the way, you just said that you were displaced, and it seems that you didn't create this world from the original world. What exactly is going on?"

According to the elves, the race that could create a world was definitely a minority. Even if there were other races, the elves would not be unaware of them. At least the existence of Spider Women was something the elves had never mentioned.

After some consolation, Lidamiya seemed to have returned to normal. She continued walking and said,

"In truth, we come from another, shattered world. It was a terrifying realm of constant conflict. Giant creatures that obscured the sky and sun emerged from the mist, crushing the world like a natural disaster. That was the norm. And then, one day, for reasons unknown to us, a catastrophe struck, threatening to bring the world crashing down. "Crumbling to pieces" is no longer enough to describe the state of the world at that time. "Shattered to pieces" is perhaps a more appropriate description."

"On its own, a race as weak as ours wouldn't have survived. But by chance, we encountered the god we now worship. He brought us here, taught us many things, and left us this mirror, as well as this legendary encounter."

That respectful tone resurfaced. Clearly, this god was a great benefactor, so it wasn't surprising that he was respected by the Spiderwomen. But it sounded... a bit like a god Bai Lin knew?

But the Spider Goddess mentioned earlier probably looks similar to these people, so she's probably not the real God of the Wilderness. Perhaps there are still many gods in this world who love the world? That's a good thing.

Disasters and conflicts... We seem to have already experienced disasters here. Hundreds of years ago, humanity was also ravaged by large-scale conflicts. This sounds quite dangerous. Could the current rifts in the world also have been caused by a blast? No way, is the world really that fragile?

Bai Lin stroked her chin, she was really confused, so she put aside her thoughts, patted her cheeks with both hands, and asked,

"That was indeed a very legendary experience. How powerful was your world? After coming here, have you seen any creatures from your past world?"

The girl shook her head firmly and replied quickly,

"No, not a single one. Everything is strange, it's truly a unique feeling. As for the strength of the world, if it hadn't been destroyed by such a large-scale war, perhaps ours would be higher."

Uh……

Bai Lin originally wanted to ask more about this, but after a long time of thinking, he still couldn't think of any questions that would get him to the point. At this moment, Lidamiya stood still, stretched out her hand and pushed a door, and said,

"We're here, right here."

So, Bai Lin decided to deal with things later and focus on the present. After all, even if he'd learned from the poet ahead of time that there wouldn't be any high-intensity combat today, he shouldn't have let his guard down. When working, one should focus on the task; that's how they'll be completed effectively. This was Bai Lin's motto.

Chapter 745 National Characteristics

Looking inside, I discovered a spacious living room. The overall layout was similar to the exterior: spacious yet not empty, the rooms arranged in a perfectly organized manner. The bed was also large and looked incredibly soft, not to mention the private bathroom on the inside, steam rising from it, making it feel like a hot bath could be taken at any time.

The only thing that made Bai Lin feel a little strange was that there were two oversized shirts hanging on the wall inside the room. They looked similar to the style that Lidamiya was wearing. Lidamiya's subsequent words quickly cleared up Bai Lin's confusion:

"You two are visitors. According to our rules, outsiders don't need to go through too many formalities. After all, you are not members of the same religion, and forcing them to do so would go against our teachings. So if you wish, you may bathe and change your clothes. The clerical clothing we wear indoors has been prepared according to your sizes."

“Priestly clothing…?”

Bai Lin looked in the direction of Lidamiya's finger. After looking for a long time, he only saw two shirts, so in the end, it seemed that this was the only answer he could come up with. It seemed that this god was not very serious. But it was not easy to judge other people's cultural standards. In the past, stockings were only worn by male nobles.

"Next, I will briefly explain some of the details about the mirror, as well as some precautions."

Lidamiya had no intention of entering the house and sitting down. She politely stopped at the door like a hotel hostess. Soon, she began a brief introduction.

"The Mirror is a world tailored to each individual. Essentially, it strictly prohibits two people from entering the same world. This is a rule issued by God. It was originally intended to prevent others from being harmed defenselessly in the Mirror, so we didn't care about this rule at first. I never imagined it would restrict our actions now..."

"Doing so would involve unknown risks, and in this special period it's even harder to predict what will happen. At least we don't dare to break this rule. Your arrival has truly solved our urgent problem."

"The master of a mirror world is subject to certain limitations imposed by the mirror itself. This is designed to improve their character, making certain abilities less pronounced, and allowing them to resolve problems with less ruthless methods. However, the person who enters another's mirror world is different from the original and is not subject to the same limitations imposed by the mirror itself."

At this point, Lidamiya glanced at Bai Lin and added,

"As for specific restrictions, almost everyone has different ones. Please be cautious and adapt to the situation. After all, this is your first time entering the mirror, so even if there are no special circumstances, don't be too reckless."

This supplement seemed to see through what Bai Lin wanted to ask, and blocked Bai Lin's mouth. She touched her nose, not knowing what expression to make, and finally just nodded to Lidamiya. Lidamiya saw this and continued,

"Aside from that, anyone who enters the mirror should avoid contact with the mirror's owner as much as possible. Because the mirror itself has a system that rejects outsiders, even if they do come into contact, it's best to keep communication minimal and avoid any friction. It's best to prepare a means of communication in advance... and then meet again after a special situation occurs. This is safer."

"However, if it's the poet, then he would know the best time to meet without any communication, right?"

The poet murmured and hummed in response. After completing these basic introductions, Lidamiya bowed slightly to the two of them, stepped back two steps, and said in a very professional manner,

"Then I wish you both the best of luck. There's no special device in the mirror to force you out. All I can do is check your physical condition once you're inside, and wake you up immediately if I notice anything amiss. But based on previous experience... it doesn't seem like I'll be in time."

"Once you have completed your preparations, please ring the bedside bell. I will then prepare for my surveillance work."

After saying these words, Lidamiya walked away with light steps. Bai Lin didn't know what to say, so she walked into the room, touching her head. She glanced at the poet next to her, then at the double bed, and after a somewhat awkward dry laugh, she said,

"Why don't you just not shower and change? It feels too weird."

"It's a rare opportunity to come to this alien land. You don't need to worry too much about me. Just enjoy the local customs. Their baths are also red, but the liquid is bright red and transparent. It's quite interesting to wash in, and it has a unique fragrance."

The poet's words were neither salty nor bland, as if he had no musings about what was to come, nor any emotional fluctuations. Bai Lin understood the logic. After all, she had slept in the same bed with the poet when they had camped. Now it was just a change of scenery, nothing to be ashamed of. A person with a clear conscience is not afraid of a crooked shadow.

But this ethnic costume… you say it’s not revealing, but the lower body is basically bare. You say it’s showy, but not to that extent.

Since she was in a relationship, she should still be a good wife. Bai Linchen thought it over, finally coming to terms with her decision. Wash! Change! But sleeping together wouldn't be normal; she and the poet would face each other, completely avoiding any ambiguity.

Bai Lin took the first bath. She let her long hair down and laid down in the round bathtub with ease. She sat with her legs apart like an old man, looking up at the sky, relaxing her body and adjusting her mind.

This kind of bath is really special, with a slight tingling sensation when soaking in it, which is quite comfortable. But other than that, there is not much special about it, but after all, it is a bath that is enjoyable.

Soon, Bai Lin put on a white robe, dried herself and her hair from the bathtub, and walked out with her long hair loose. Her hair looked a bit messy with her hair loose, completely different from the ponytail she had when fighting with her bare hands, and it completely erased the sharp aggression.

Her pristine white gown, like her snow-white skin, magnified Bai Lin's youthful, innocent side. Simply put, she looked far more feminine than usual, delicate and endearing. But if she spoke a few words, perhaps that chaotic expression would swirl into a wave of aggressive, sometimes frenzied rage.

Chapter 746 Pajama Party

It was like an aggressive, sinister existence. It felt like a rose growing among thorns. No matter what the words were about, they all had a unique flavor. However, Bai Lin was of course very aware of this, so she would not speak casually. She casually lifted her hair to make her somewhat messy bangs less obstructing her vision, and then sat down on the bed very naturally. She lay down on the bed, squinting her eyes and scratching her head, while casually shouting,

"next."

Back when she was in the school dormitory, she basically said these words after taking a shower. Generally speaking, only in the school dormitory would there be a queue for showering, so in this situation, she also said these three words naturally.

But after calling out, Bai Lin didn't receive the usual tangible response, either in action or words. This made her open her eyes slightly, breaking away from her completely relaxed state after just taking a shower. She found the poet standing there in a daze, facing her, seemingly staring at her, lost in thought.

"Hey, what are you looking at? It's your turn. We're not really here for a trip, boss. Hurry up."

Bai Lin didn't think it was a big deal, and just casually and half-jokingly mentioned it. She knew she was pretty, but she didn't think the poet would have that kind of intention towards her.

This time, the poet finally moved. She seemed to be dazed for a moment, as if awakened from a dream. She uttered a soft "Ah," then nodded and hurried toward the bathroom. Bai Lin couldn't tell what her expression was through the mask, so he didn't dwell on it and simply shrugged.

When the bathroom door opened again, a figure, familiar yet refreshingly new, appeared before Bai Lin. The poet looked slightly different from Bai Lin; she had even had her hair trimmed. The remaining water stains on her body and hair dripped onto the floor, exuding a uniquely elegant aura.

Pure silver, a cool, warm jade. After a thorough cleansing, she looked even more ethereal. However, her face, which wasn't exactly young, looked even more endearing and youthful in this attire. Similar to Bai Lin's situation, she was a bit less aggressive...

Even, it seems a little shy?

A refreshing and otherworldly melody suddenly blended with a lively rhythm, like the sound of birdsong in the early morning—perhaps a little chaotic, but pleasing to the ears and eyes, and full of life. This was the immediate feeling the poet gave Bai Lin after changing clothes. It was as if even the poet's breathing had become a little more rapid and chaotic, like the bird's chirping.

Bai Lin seemed to have suddenly noticed that strange feeling and was about to take a closer look to try to confirm it from the poet's eyes, but the poet turned his head away to avoid eye contact. It would not have mattered if he hadn't turned away, but once he did, Bai Lin became even more curious. She frowned slightly and said in a normal tone,

"When you first took off your mask, I felt your hands tremble slightly. Now it seems it wasn't an illusion. Are you really that nervous? Putting aside the fact that you're beautiful, I'm here to work for you. Why would you care so much about this?"

From Bai Lin's perspective, the poet was clearly a mysterious, reliable, and calm character, so she asked this question. The poet shifted his gaze slightly, returned his gaze, coughed lightly, put down his hands, and walked to Bai Lin's side naturally, sitting on the side of the bed.

"The appearance is also very important. Even if you don't have any thoughts, it will still have some influence on you instinctively. I don't want these factors to interfere with our progress, so I'm still a little nervous."

"But your talk about hand shaking or not... that's completely unfounded. Yeah, I must have seen it wrong."

The first half of the reply was well-written, well-reasoned, and very poetic, with a touch of businesslike honesty. While the tone of the second half was almost identical, one could still subtly detect a hint of heaviness, a touch of deliberateness.

Bai Lin immediately caught on to this. Although she didn't understand why the poet would express such emotion, and wasn't even sure if she was shy, she still gave in to her curiosity with a sly smile and a slightly raised tone as she asked,

"Oh? Is that really the case? I might have been mistaken the first time, but this time I'm completely convinced. We're complete companions, so there's no need to hide anything even if there's something unusual going on. If you have anything to say, just say it directly."

As soon as these words were spoken, Bai Lin seemed to realize that she had inexplicably made a comment about someone else. Just like how people like Kong and Huang Shen had always loved to treat Bai Lin, these rather teasing remarks naturally flowed through. She herself was slightly surprised, but quickly attributed it to being "corrupted by Huang Shen" and quickly put it aside, concentrating entirely on the poet's reaction.

The poet was sitting there, revealing only half of her face to Bai Lin. She even seemed to be turning her face away, slowly moving out of Bai Lin's sight. Her silence did not last long. The poet only pondered for a few seconds before speaking in her usual tone.

"If you think I'm hiding something, there's no need to ask for clarification now..."

As she spoke, the poet slowly turned around. A brilliant and powerful light flashed in her beautiful ruby-red eyes. Her expression was serious, and her lips were flat as she spoke lightly,

"As you said, we're not really here for sightseeing. Shouldn't we get to work first and discuss this later?"

The slightly oppressive words coming out of the poet's mouth slightly tightened Bai Lin's nerves. She immediately looked serious and shuddered. She immediately put down her hands and lay down flat on her back.

"That's right, boss, that's a good tip. I'm ready, just ring the bell and call her."