The System Granted Me Immortality, But I Just Want To Die

Under the dim sunset, Sister Ning also told Chen Yun her name.

"My name is Lu Ning, and they all call me Sister Ning."

Chen Yun nodded in response.

Sister Ning doesn't dare to look at Chen Yun now, because in her mind, Chen Yun is already the special envoy chosen by God and the hope of saving their village.

How ridiculous!

A monk in the Soul Gathering Realm will believe in the existence of the so-called God.

But Chen Yun knew that the monks in front of him could not be blamed for this.

They do not have a complete cultivation system, and they have never seen the magical powers possessed by monks in the Heaven-Building Realm.

They seem to be just a group of people struggling to survive in a cage. . . Trapped beast!

Yes, Chen Yun read the information in the blood stone given to him by the red-robed Taoist.

It was very detailed and shocked Chen Yun.

"Six thousand years ago, this was a demon swamp in the southern region of the Great All Heavens. Although there were always invasions of demons from outside the heavens, the conflict between humans and demons still had an indelible chasm."

"Infighting can never be eliminated!"

"Fortunately, there are very few great demons in this demon marsh, and the strongest ones are only those at the enlightenment level. Everything here is just under the control of the old man in red robe, and it has become the best place for him to achieve enlightenment. .”

"So, the red-robed Taoist came to this area, unfolded his own small cave and merged the land here with his own cave."

"This is the real beginning of the process of enlightenment."

"After a thousand years, the red-robed Taoist has finally gained initial control over this area."

"So the red-robed Taoist began to set rules for his own dojo."

"A rule for low-level humans to survive in this demonic realm."

"The rules are simple, there are big terrors at night!"

"But in Chen Yun's opinion, it's just like that. The so-called great terror is that when night falls, every village will encounter a demon attack."

"And the cultivation level of the big demon attacking the village will be determined by the highest level monk in the village!"

"If Chen Yun really becomes a member of the village, then the big monsters attacking the village will definitely be two or more Dao Enlightenment level monsters."

“But fortunately, the red-robed Taoist seemed to have excluded Chen Yun from his dojo after meeting Chen Yun, and did not include him in his scheme.

"Otherwise, when night falls this time, everyone in the village will just become a piece of meat to be slaughtered by others!"

"These are just the basic rules of this area. Chen Yun can be regarded as understanding the purpose of the existence of this world!"

"This is also the plan of the red-robed Taoist."

"The first is to turn this demon territory into an area where the human race can truly survive, with its own pressure, and it can be regarded as an area for the human race to expand their survival."

"The second is to select extremely talented cultivators. This can be seen from the mechanism of the big demon raiding the village at night. Each high-level demon targets the person with the highest cultivation level in the village."

"If the monks in this village cannot keep up with the level, the consequences will be self-evident."

"The red-robed Taoist will also select people with heaven-defying qualifications to take them away from the Little Cave Heaven. This process is called...ascension by the creatures in this world!"

When Chen Yun saw this place, he always felt a strange feeling.

But he couldn't explain clearly, so he had to remain silent.

Sister Ning seemed to have noticed the changes in Chen Yun, and she didn't ask any more questions at the moment. She first prepared a relatively comfortable house for Chen Yun to let Chen Yun rest for a while.

Chen Yun originally wanted to tell Sister Ning what the world they lived in was like.

But in the end, I didn't say it out loud. It was unnecessary and meaningless.

After all, a person from nowhere suddenly says to you

"The world you live in is just a pasture created by a saint-level monk!"

Most people probably won't believe it.

But even because Chen Yun is already the so-called "messenger of God" in their eyes, his words are likely to be believed by these low-level monks.

But what’s the point of being convinced?

It just adds to the suffering of this group of monks who are already struggling to survive in the cracks.

This would do Chen Yun no good, and he didn't really want to interfere in the affairs between the red-robed Taoist and these monks.

After all, the red-robed Taoist had separated him from this matter. He just had to sit and watch in this world for three hundred years like a passerby.

As for more things, Chen Yun is not interested now and doesn't really want to do it.

Chen Yun was sitting in a dilapidated but quite empty house to rest, and Sister Ning also left in a hurry after getting some not-so-important news from Chen Yun.

Chen Yun straightened his robes, looked at the bloody earth, and fell into a long silence.

. . .

At the village gate.

At some point, the dusk hanging in the sky was falling at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The dim yellow earth slowly turned into a deep red color due to the change of light, but soon it would fall into darkness again.

This is what many people in the village are standing anxiously at the entrance of the village waiting for.

A slightly childish young man asked an elderly and disabled old man with a slightly trembling voice.

"Grandpa, why aren't Brother Xu and the others coming back? It's almost dark, but they won't die..."

"Shut up!"

The disabled old man shouted angrily, interrupting what the young man wanted to say.

The boy's face was full of childishness. He didn't expect that his grandfather, who had always been a man of few words, would be so cruel to him. A look of grievance soon appeared on his face, and he choked up.

Seeing this, the old man frowned and hit the young man with a walking stick.

He continued to reprimand, "You want to cry now? People in the village can sweat and bleed, but they cannot cry. The monsters will be afraid of your sweat and blood, but they will not stop because of your tears and begging." Letting you go easily will only make them more excited and bloodthirsty."

The old man's words were full of majesty. These were the lessons he had gained with blood and tears over the years.

He doesn't want his juniors to repeat his mistakes in the future.

The childish boy may not fully understand the old man's words, but he knows that his grandfather will not harm him.

He also knew that the disobedient children in the environment where he lived would die quickly.

So the little boy resisted the urge to cry. Seeing the little boy like this, the disabled old man couldn't bear it, but he quickly became serious.

Who doesn’t want their children to live happily?

It's just that they have no rights or qualifications. Living here is already their greatest wish.

Helplessness could only turn into a long sigh, blending into the gradually darkening night.

At this time, a young man's voice came out from the crowd

"Back! Back! Brother Xu and the others are back. Open the door quickly, it's getting dark!"

. . .