nashuaworldcup Chapter 271 Whoever wants to be this grandson can be one.
Chapter 271 Whoever wants to be this grandson can be one.
The atmosphere inside the carriage was quite eerie.
Meng Xiao's clear "Godfather" still seemed to echo, making Chen You stiffen all over.
Outside, there were countless players constantly shouting encouragement.
He really wanted to correct himself, saying that he wasn't awesome at all, and that the real awesome ones were you guys.
It's like a heifer taking a plane – incredibly awesome!
"Brother Chen, there's no need to take it to heart." Meng De had clearly misunderstood Chen You's silence, and he stroked his beard and smiled.
"Xiao Xiao has had a tough life, but she has good judgment and knows who the real heroes are."
No, I didn't, don't talk nonsense.
Chen You forced a stiff smile, his lips twitching slightly.
He didn't want to talk right now; he didn't know what kind of outrageous conversation would ensue if he said another word to this family.
The players lining both sides of the street had completely fallen into a kind of fanatical collective emotion.
Some people even set up an altar on the spot, enshrined Chen You's portrait, placed three incense sticks next to it, and muttered incantations.
"Believe in Brother Chen, and you will gain eternal life!"
"By praying to the big boss, I won't fail my exams!"
Chen You: "..."
He silently pulled the curtains closed on the car window.
And so, amidst the near-frenzied watching and escort of players throughout the city, this extravagantly large ceremonial procession finally slowly drove out of the west gate of Thousand Light City.
Once outside the city, the view suddenly opened up.
But the number of players following the convoy did not decrease; in fact, it increased.
Many players who heard the news rushed from other places and joined the torrent, following at least a kilometer behind the group.
It was a dark mass, a truly spectacular sight.
The team's target is the Mausoleum of a Thousand Lights outside the city.
Because of the anniversary event dungeon, the area outside the Tomb of a Thousand Lights is unusually deserted at this moment.
There were only a dozen or so casual players who seemed to be waiting for some elite monster, gathered together chatting and joking.
"Damn it, this place is a godforsaken place, and the elite monsters respawn so slowly. It's so boring."
"Who can argue with that? If it weren't for the fact that rare materials occasionally spawn here..."
Before the words were even finished, a sharp-eyed player suddenly stood up, staring in disbelief at the distance.
"Brothers, look... what's that?"
Everyone looked in the direction he pointed.
On the distant horizon, a golden light shimmered as an endless army slowly advanced.
Banners fluttered, armor gleamed in the sun, and an aura of solemnity and majesty could be clearly felt from miles away.
"Holy crap? A war...a war? Where did this army come from?"
"Wait a minute, this armor is the 'Thousand Light Gilded Armor' from Thousand Light City!"
"Why all this fuss? The city lord... he's moving a grave?"
While the dozen or so players were still in shock and doubt, even thinking that there was a bug in the system, the huge ceremonial guard had already arrived at the large open space in front of the tomb entrance.
The car came to a stop.
Meng De got off the car first.
He looked around at the land where the ancestors of the Meng family were buried, and then glanced back at the incomparably luxurious carriage.
And behind them, the seemingly endless crowd of onlookers, made them stand even taller.
He took a deep breath, mustered all his strength, and let out a shout that resounded through the sky.
"Meng De, the unfilial descendant of the Meng family, along with the entire clan and Mr. Chen You, a sage of our time and our most distinguished guest, have come to pay homage to our ancestors!"
"Open the altar!"
At a command, hundreds of golden-armored guards moved in unison and quickly cleared an area in the center of the open space.
Immediately afterwards, a line of servants filed out, carefully carrying out the "tribute" that Chen You had previously purchased.
"hiss--"
When those "jewel-encrusted" offerings were carried out, the dozen or so players watching from a distance all gasped in surprise.
"What...what kind of mystical beast is that? Is it being used as a sacrifice?"
"Look at those fruits! They're glowing with a divine light! They're definitely spiritual fruits that can permanently boost your attributes!"
"And that paper money... Am I seeing things? It looks like it's made of golden silkworm silk! Burning this would burn a hole in our ancestors' graves!"
Players' worldviews are being refreshed time and time again.
They've seen nouveau riche, but they've never seen anyone this tacky.
This isn't ancestor worship; it's clearly using money to humiliate our ancestors.
With Meng De's "enthusiastic" help, Chen You got out of the car. Looking at the busy yet absurd scene before him, he felt that his embarrassment had reached its terminal stage.
All he wants now is to finish the process quickly, trigger the mission, and then find a quiet place where no one is around to calm down.
Mengde, however, was clearly extremely excited.
He personally directed his attendants to place the priceless offerings one by one on the huge, makeshift altar.
Each time he placed an item, he would loudly proclaim its origin and preciousness to heaven and earth, to his ancestors, and to the countless players watching behind him.
"A black boar spirit beast! In gratitude for the ancestors' pioneering efforts!"
"A plate of century-old vermilion fruit! A prayer for the continued prosperity of our clan's bloodline!"
"Ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine gold silkworm mithril coins! May our ancestors have no worries about their needs in the afterlife!"
His voice was loud and full of emotion; when he spoke, his eyes even reddened.
It's as if I can already see our ancestors below, moved to tears.
Chen You stood to the side expressionlessly.
He even felt a little sympathy for the ancestors of the Meng family.
Having such a stubborn descendant, he probably won't have a peaceful life even in the afterlife.
No, wait, our ancestors even came up with some kind of blood sacrifice contract... The Meng family itself is toxic!
Finally, all the usual offerings were laid out.
The entire altar was radiant with precious light and filled with spiritual energy; anyone who didn't know better would think it was the birthplace of some rare and precious treasure.
Mengde took two steps back, looking at his masterpiece with satisfaction. Then, he turned to Chen You, his expression becoming more solemn and devout than ever before.
"Brother Chen," he lowered his voice, but his tone was extremely solemn, "everything is ready, except for... the Heavenly Incense!"
Chen You's heart stirred, and he nodded slightly.
He took the long, narrow, dark red wooden box out of his backpack.
The moment the wooden box appeared, the surrounding air seemed to freeze for a moment.
A faint, ghostly aura emanated from the wooden box, causing everyone present to feel a strange sense of unease.
"Please, the sacred object!"
Mengde shouted again.
Two elderly men dressed in sacrificial robes walked forward shakily and took the wooden box from Chen You's hands as if it were a rare treasure.
They placed the wooden box flat in front of the incense burner in the center of the altar.
One of the elderly men took a deep breath, placed both hands on one end of the wooden box, muttered incantations, and slowly pulled it open.
Then he took out the jade incense.
Chen You's mind raced.
"Click".
"Click".
Accompanied by a strange, crisp sound, the giant incense stick, its entire body a deep golden color, slowly extended.
One meter, two meters, five meters...
Finally, as everyone looked up, the top of the giant incense stick came to a steady stop at a height of ten meters, like a golden spear piercing the sky.
On the surface of the body, dark golden liquid slowly flows from the dense grooves, emitting an indescribable and eerie fragrance.
[Tongtian Jade Golden Fragrance (Only Customized Version)]
When this thing was revealed, not only the players in the distance, but even Meng De himself was stunned.
He knew that Chen You had prepared offerings of extremely high quality, but he hadn't expected them to be this high.
Won't this incense... if it's lit, it'll poke a hole in the sky?
"Brother Chen... Brother Chen..."
Meng De's voice trembled as he looked at Chen You, his eyes filled with admiration mixed with a hint of fear.
"This sacred object should be lit by you personally, so that it may reach the heavens and comfort our ancestors!"
Come again?
Chen You frowned.
He didn't want to kneel and worship in front of a bunch of NPCs' ancestral tablets.
However, when the words of refusal reached his lips, he hesitated.
This hidden quest will trigger a monster siege, and it seems that the monsters are most likely from the Tomb of a Thousand Lights.
The Mausoleum of a Thousand Lights is inhabited by the ancestors of the Thousand Lights City. How can we get them to attack our own city?
If an outsider were to offer the first incense, would that be disrespectful?
Would that displease our elders?
Then they attack the city without warning?
It seems very likely that's the case!
Thinking of this, Chen You frowned.
Must one be a dutiful son or grandson?
Do not!
No way!
Chen You turned his head and glanced at the crowd of onlookers.