Four Split Personalities

In short, after the analysis by Ji Xiaoge, who was trained by the big shot Luwei, the door in front of them, which had a strong Magic Power guiding function, was definitely equipped with lots of magic door control mechanisms in the past. However, today, there was no Magic Power flowing through it at all. It was just like an electronically protected door that had tripped, with no high-tech elements left besides being thick, hard, and heavy.

"This is troublesome..."

The girl sheepishly put away her little hammer and sat beside Motan, hugging her knees and frowning, she muttered, "I guess it could originally be opened through some convenient and quick method, but now, alas... it feels like the only way is to push it open with a suuuuper huge amount of Strength."

Motan nodded as he scrutinized the door made out of some kind of jade, softly saying, "We can’t be too stubborn. Since the task isn’t ’figure out how to open the door’ but directly points to ’test’, it implies that there must be an easier way to pass through, hmm..."

He squinted his eyes and began to think, quickly analyzing the intelligence the two had just gathered, conducting a high-speed selection in his mind.

Relying on mechanisms wasn’t realistic. Since there were magic-based controls in the past, adding some poorly made mechanism, like pressing here or stepping there to trigger the door, would be superfluous. Such a low-end ’plot necessity’ definitely wouldn’t exist in The Realm of Innocence game.

As for the door itself, its strength was naturally unquestionable. Even if there was no Magic Power infusion and perhaps not as strong as in the past, it posed no problem in stopping two players around level twenty like Motan and Ji Xiaoge. Bringing two Dragons might possibly move the already tripped gadget, but the two of them definitely couldn’t manage it.

So, where could the problem lie?

Motan stroked his chin as he pondered, taking a few steps back to meticulously observe this particularly sturdy barrier.

[An accident caused this tomb to be susceptible to the ravages of time, but the door, losing its Magic Power supply and defense, remains solid. Compared to other partially eroded objects, a millennium has not defeated it, but Ji Xiaoge and I... wait a second!]

Motan suddenly had a bright idea, and the next second, he quickly shifted his gaze and focused instead on...

The wall where the door was located!

The wall, weathered and smoothed by the years!

"Night Song, give me a bucket of tea eggs, then step back!"

Motan quickly turned to Ji Xiaoge, took the half bucket of [Fragments Tea Eggs for Human Use] from the still-confused girl, then moved carefully to the side of the door, cautiously putting the explosives near the bottom left corner of the door.

While Ji Xiaoge, ’although not knowing what was happening but still obedient’, had already flown up, baffledly shouting at Motan, "What are you doing? This door is super hard; these tea eggs definitely can’t blast it open."

"I know, I didn’t plan to blow the door open~"

Right then, Motan just finished setting the last tea egg, and carefully stepped back nearly twenty meters before suddenly swinging the Justice Mandala in his hand, casting an [Arc Shadow Slash]!

BOOOOOOM!!!

A series of explosive sounds immediately resonated in the distance. The tea eggs, meticulously arranged in a certain order, exploded in less than half a second, turning into a burst of flames that rose into the air, and then...

"It still didn’t work, huh."

Ji Xiaoge landed regretfully beside Motan, looking at the smoke-clearing yet unharmed door in the distance, spreading her hands and saying, "This thing is too sturdy, at least twenty buckets of tea eggs compressed into one might have a chance to precisely blast it open, um, or you wait here two days, I’ll head back to Sky Pillar Mountain to ask my teacher for help... Eh!?"

"Didn’t I say it just now? I never intended to blow this door open from the very beginning."

Motan cheerfully winked at Ji Xiaoge, and both looked towards the gaping hole at the bottom left of the door, laughing, "But if it’s a wall that has been eroded by centuries, even without tea eggs, I might be able to cut through it with my sword after a few hours."

Ji Xiaoge was nearly stupefied now, staring at the gap in the wall caused by her own tea eggs, muttering, "Are you insane? Why is the door harder than the wall? The designer of this tomb must have been a monkey hired for laughs?!"

Such unladylike words popped out, showing just how shocked the girl was at this moment.

"No, it shouldn’t be what you think."

Motan shook his head and started walking towards the large gap in the wall, saying, "I feel that this place must have been under some kind of powerful protection for a long time, and this door was the most official and convenient entrance and exit. But after so many years, with the protection clearly lost, it’s the walls that couldn’t hold up first, yet the door made of unknown materials is still standing strong, so..."

Ji Xiaoge was immediately astounded, "So you thought of blowing up the wall?"

Motan nodded humbly with a composed expression, "Actually, I just took advantage of the situation because the mission description didn’t emphasize this point. So I could think on the premise that there ’indeed exists some kind of shortcut’, otherwise it wouldn’t have been easy to think of."

"That’s also pretty amazing!"

"No, no, ah, let me go first."

Motan gently waved his hand, then took the lead to crouch down and pass through the big hole, followed closely by Ji Xiaoge who also stooped to crawl through.

The next instant, both of them were ’flung’ onto a soft carpet amid a strong sensation of weightlessness.

"Where is this..."

Ji Xiaoge propped herself up in a staggered way, her Apricot eyes swirling as she dimly surveyed the surroundings, "Is this someone’s living room?"

The quicker to recover, Motan shook his head, first struggled to stand up on his own, then reached out to pull Ji Xiaoge up, nodding, "It does seem like it; it looks like we’ve been teleported..."

This was a room of about sixty square meters, very different in style from the ’Dragon King’s Tomb’ they had seen before. It lacked the grand and solemn large objects, no mosaic-filled huge dragon bas-reliefs, and no super big spiral stairs that ordinary races could climb, but a room with warm and soft wine-red carpet, ancient looking bookshelves on either side, a fireplace, lounging chairs, soft cushions, a square table, tea set, snack basket, and a drinks cabinet, all included.

The room’s central yellow crystal chandelier emitted a soft halo, illuminating the entire room exceptionally bright, and the Alchemy Small Teapot on that innermost desk was hopping around emitting white steam, filling the air with a mild fragrance of tea.

[The owner of this place might not be a rich person, but definitely someone who knows how to enjoy life...]

Motan thought subconsciously and in the next second overturned his previous conclusion.

[Very rich, and even more fond of enjoyment.]

He corrected in his mind.

"Hello."

Suddenly, a warm male voice sounded in front of them, and both Motan and Ji Xiaoge, focusing, surprisingly saw a middle-aged man with dark golden long hair at the desk, knowing just a blink ago, there was only a merry hopping teapot there.

"You are..."

Ji Xiaoge barely said two words when she was gently interrupted by the other party.

"This is an image, an image that can’t interact, only presenting predetermined content, so please don’t try to communicate with it because it will only keep talking in its own pace."

The man leaning on the desk humorously pointed at himself and grinned...

"I am Dragon King Bosh·Garon, and I am about to die."

Chapter 580: The End