A group of people didn’t think much about it, and they all got on the bus to find a seat.
The bus started, left Goose City, and once on the road, specialized vehicles followed both in front and behind, seemingly to protect these people.
An hour later, Tang Ming looked out at the desolate mountains and wilderness, feeling even more puzzled: "Where are we going? Why is the mountain road so remote?"
"I don’t know either, but my head feels really dizzy."
Zhou Xiaoqian rubbed her forehead drowsily.
"Are you car sick?"
Tang Ming’s expression changed slightly, and he quickly took Zhou Xiaoqian’s pulse.
"Hmm?"
After diagnosis, Tang Ming was surprised, glancing around nervously.
Everyone on the bus was all sleepy, so had already started snoring.
"It’s actually sedatives."
Tang Ming furrowed his brows, squinting towards Huang Hexian who was sitting in the front, astonished at the skillful use of these sedatives which he hadn’t noticed with his abilities.
If he hadn’t checked Zhou Xiaoqian’s health, he might not have discovered the presence of sedatives, partly because the thod of administering the drug was very clever, and partly because his body had a strong resistance to poison, showing no reaction to the sedatives.
"What on earth is going on?"
Tang Ming’s mind was full of questions, but he did not act imdiately, instead closing his eyes pretending to sleep.
He didn’t know how long had passed; Tang Ming squinted his eyes slightly open, observing the people in the bus, realizing that besides him, there were actually a few others pretending to sleep.
So had their eyes closed, yet their fingers kept shaking rhythmically with the bus’s bumps, while others silently traced out sothing on their legs...
"Recording the route."
After scanning for a bit, Tang Ming realized these people were recording the driving route through different thods, indicating that although they didn’t know where they were headed, they were all very interested in that destination.
"Where exactly is this place?"
Tang Ming felt regretful in his heart, the organizers had gone as far as to drug the contestants, and these individuals had cleverly recorded the route, showing that the place must be worth exploring.
Although he made so discoveries, the bus was already far along, and it was too late for Tang Ming to record the route, so he simply held Zhou Xiaoqian and got so rest, planning to record carefully upon the return journey.
Late at night, around eleven o’clock, the bus stopped in the dark.
"Ladies and gentlen, we have arrived."
After the bus stopped, Huang Hexian got up to greet them, and once he spoke, everyone woke up, except for a few, most of them didn’t realize they had been drugged.
Tang Ming got off the bus along with the others, and upon landing saw an extrely vintage small city appear before their eyes.
Dim lights flickered in the small city, this was a completely non-modernized ancient city, where the lighting was all traditional oil lamps.
"What is this place? It looks so eerie and frightening."
"We’re here to participate in a dical competition, why does it feel like we’re here for an adventure?"
"Where on earth is this place, Huang Leader?"
...
A group of people discussed, looking at Huang Hexian.
"Haha, everyone, don’t worry, this is the venue for the final. The organizer has already prepared accommodations for you all, rest for a night, and the competition officially starts tomorrow."
Huang Hexian smiled faintly and raised his hand to beckon, soon soone carrying a torch ca out from the small city.
"Damn, still using torches?"
Tang Ming’s mouth twitched, truly gaining so insights.
Following the staff, Tang Ming and the others entered the small city and dispersed to stay in different inns, the conditions were extrely harsh, as if they had suddenly stepped back into ancient tis, with no modern anities, and the beds were just wooden planks and the like.
Sitting cross-legged on the wooden bed, Tang Ming simply couldn’t sleep, he took out his phone for a glance, finding no signal and very little battery left, it seed by tomorrow he’d be completely cut off from the world.
"Should I take a look around at night?"
Tang Ming put away his phone, furrowing his brows in contemplation.
Everything was increasingly suspicious, even he felt a bit creepy.
Gathering so many dical experts in such an isolated wilderness far from the world seed more like a captivity than a dical competition.
Although feeling uneasy, Tang Ming ultimately took no action, instead staying honestly in the room adjusting his breath throughout the night, daring not to sleep deeply.
The night passed without any incidents.
Early the next morning, Tang Ming got up early, and the host of the place he stayed at got up even earlier, made him so noodles, then started a day’s work.
After breakfast, Tang Ming went out and finally saw clearly where he was.
This was a very primitive and archaic small city, the buildings in the city were all made from piled stones, old houses from a long ti ago.
The whole small city was surrounded by mountains, transportation was blocked, located in a remote area, and probably couldn’t even be found on a map.
"The scenery is quite nice."
Tang Ming strolled about, the only redeeming quality of the entire small city was its picturesque scenery, with clear mountains and water.
Aside from the scenery, a peculiar building piqued Tang Ming’s interest.
It was a pancake-like building, located at the center of the small city, covering an area of more than a thousand square ters, and Tang Ming discovered that the entire small city was built around this structure.
Around eight o’clock, contestants of the dical competition began to move around the small city, this group of fashionably dressed students seed out of place with the surrounding architecture and native residents.
Moreover, most were complaining, many of them stepping out with their phones looking for signals.
"Tang Ming!"
Zhou Xiaoqian was the first to find Tang Ming, pitifully rubbing her back: "The conditions in Goose City were already tough enough, who would’ve thought it would be even tougher here, after a night on a wooden bed, my waist is killing ."
"Everyone’s the sa, hold on for a few days, after the dical competition ends it’ll be over."
Tang Ming laughed and consoled.
"I guess so."
Zhou Xiaoqian looked around and found many people were complaining like her.
"Huh! Seems like there are more people, not just the twenty-five of us?"
After looking around, Zhou Xiaoqian was startled.
"Naturally, there are also twenty-five contestants from the Western dicine section who have advanced."
Tang Ming nodded and turned his head towards Hua Yingjie squatting down: "What are you doing?"
"I’m researching the age of this small city, did you notice? The architecture here is at least a hundred years old, maybe even older."
Hua Yingjie caressed the stone bricks in front of him, "I’ve never seen this type of stone craftsmanship."
"Really?"
Tang Ming was slightly surprised, lowering his head to take a closer look, he finally noticed that the city’s ground was all pieced together by stones, and the defensive architecture was entirely made of stones, without any auxiliary materials.
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