I Materialized the Cultivation Game

As he was teleported, Chen Han felt the scenery before him change instantly.

He appeared directly in a small town.

Around him, a group of people, clearly dressed in outdated clothing and with sun-baked, sallow skin, stared at him in shock.

From the looks of their attire, they should be residents of Myanmar.

Moreover, their outdated clothing clearly indicated poverty.

Chen Han sighed.

He had obviously been directly teleported here, appearing in front of these Myanmar residents as if by magic.

Then, there was a burst of panicked shouting. Some people ran away in a hurry, while others were so frightened they knelt down and kowtowed.

Who knows if they thought he was a demon or a god.

However, given his current appearance as an elder Daoist with a long beard and white hair, they probably took him for a god, right?

Chen Han didn’t pay them any mind. He used the Heart Observation Escape Technique to vanish from the spot and then looked at the light screen in his mind.

The game prompt appeared once again:

[Congratulations on activating the Cyan Snail Valley Demon Extermination Dungeon map. After discovering that the Wutai Sect was gathering Demon Path Demons in Cyan Snail Valley, the Shushan Immortal Alliance organized its members to come and eradicate them.

Currently, experts from the Shushan Immortal Alliance are engaging with the evil path experts, while the cultivators of the Shushan Immortal Alliance are tasked with purging the Demon Path Demons.

Chen Family mission triggered: 1. Clear out the two sub-bases of the Wutai Sect. 2. Eliminate the prodigy in charge of the Wutai Sect sub-base, and kill him. 3. Find and eliminate the elder controlling these two sub-bases!]

The next moment, Chen Han saw the game map appear once more.

On the map, two red circles rapidly flashed.

Inside these red circles were numerous red dots, densely clustered.

The red circles should represent the two sub-bases of the Wutai Sect, and the red dots must be Wutai Sect members, no doubt, while the two larger red dots should be the prodigies in charge of the sub-bases.

But that’s not right; there should also be a larger red dot representing the elder controlling these two sub-bases of the Wutai Sect.

However, there wasn’t a corresponding red dot to be found.

He even searched around the border of the map but found no trace.

It seems he needs to sweep these two sub-bases clean first.

Moreover, the two sub-bases of the Wutai Sect aren’t far from the small town where he currently is.

This is also a hallmark of crime in Myanmar; the chosen locations are often near small border towns, where the remote areas facilitate escaping into the jungle, making pursuit difficult.

Naturally, it also makes it easy to do certain things. In this place, you could kill someone, bury the body quickly, or even leave it in the wilderness, and within a day or two, it would be devoured by wild animals.

Additionally, being close to the town makes acquiring supplies easier.

Chen Han thought as he started walking towards the outskirts of the town.

This small town mostly had single-story houses, with brick and tile, wooden houses, rooftops often made of tin, and even some wooden thatch cottages. The first floor was used for raising pigs, cows, and chickens, while the second floor was a communal living space for men, women, and children.

Every visible inch of it screamed of poverty; there wasn’t even a viable vehicle to be found.

The poorer the place, the more of a breeding ground it became for crime.

Chen Han left the town, heading towards the direction of the first sub-base; both sub-bases were on the mountain, requiring a climb up.

The mountain wasn’t too far off, but he still needed to walk for about 40 minutes to reach the vicinity of one of the Wutai Sect’s sub-bases.

Of course, he wasn’t hurrying at full speed, conserving his True Qi. Otherwise, if he used the Heart Observation Escape Technique, his speed would be much faster.

Still, it was rather abstract for the game system to randomly designate a place as Cyan Snail Valley, then place him so far off.

This seemed somewhat excessive.

Normally, wouldn’t one be spawned right at the gate, to start eliminating enemies and clearing the map to complete missions?

As he pondered, he suddenly noticed more red dots appearing, over ten of them stacked together. The key point was, these red dots weren’t inside the two sub-bases, but appeared not far behind him.

Turning back, he saw a bus coming from behind.

Having consumed so much Moon Gazing Sand, his eyesight was extremely sharp, and even from afar, he could see a line of text on the bus: ”Xingke High-Tech Company Employee Shuttle!”

He could even make out that the driver was a burly man with a fierce face, and the man in the front passenger seat was holding a shotgun.

Seeing this scene, he understood immediately.

It was likely a scam under the guise of recruiting for a high-tech company, tricking people from the country to come here.

Once they picked them up, they simply restrained them and used the bus to transport them into the compound.

Honestly, it was such an unsubtle scam; even with annual anti-fraud campaigns, many people still fell for it.

The people who were conned never seemed to grasp one thing: if they couldn’t get a high salary domestically, what made them think they could earn one in a backward, impoverished country?

Didn’t they realize that the more backward and impoverished a country is, the lower the normal working salaries?

The logic was sound, but there was nothing to be done; some people always thought of themselves as special, destined protagonists, and would resolutely step onto the path of becoming swine.

Chen Han stopped, waiting for the bus to come by, thinking he might catch a ride.

If there’s a lone person on the road, surely they’d want to capture them, right?

That seemed easier than a trick.

But as the bus got closer, it showed no intention of stopping.

Inside the bus.

Besides the driver and the man with the shotgun in the front seat, there were over ten armed men inside.

In the middle of the bus, there were about a dozen beaten, bruised, and sullen men and women, being held at gunpoint, not daring to move.