Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 843 - 90 Almost forgot about this setting

The natives have a limited understanding of the world, likely only this patch of land before their eyes, so every now and then there’s talk about something resurrecting and the world being destroyed...

Wang Yunxiao only cared about whether this place had any special local products, whether they tasted good, and how to eat them.

But the old professor had no records of that sort.

Aside from the old professor, no one else dared to talk much to Wang Yunxiao. Perhaps they thought he seemed even stranger than the monsters, running around this hellish place alone while carrying a wounded invalid.

In a certain sense, it wasn’t exactly a misjudgment.

Especially now, Uesugi Risa no longer looked like a normal person. Not only was her skin covered in visible blue-black capillaries, but she was also bleeding from all seven orifices, looking far scarier than a mother spider.

In the end, it was Angel—the blonde, wavy-haired beauty serving as the mascot and team medic—who plucked up the courage to approach and ask if they should give this lady some medicine.

Wang Yunxiao wanted to refuse, since he knew that the Little Witch’s current state wasn’t due to illness but rather a purely psychological form of indigestion.

However, considering that these ordinary folks had guts enough to venture into such a cursed place, he figured they must have some skills, so he nodded in agreement.

"From what I see, this lady might be infected with some kind of unknown virus or parasite?"

"No, her physical health’s fine. She just devoured the souls of over a thousand cultists, and her mind couldn’t handle it."

Upon hearing this, Angel’s eyes widened in horror.

"So... she ate lots of parasites raw?"

"Do you not understand English?"

Judging by her expression, it wasn’t a matter of not understanding the language—it was likely the difficulty of accepting such a terrifying truth.

Nonetheless, she eventually brought out a life-saving miracle cure—a small white pill with unknown ingredients.

Given the limitations of the era, Wang Yunxiao thought it best not to ask what the medication was made of.

The less you ask, the less you worry.

In any case, the medicine was apparently effective, as two hours later the Little Witch finally awakened from her coma, regaining some clarity of consciousness.

"Where... am I?"

"Something went wrong during the teleportation. I don’t know exactly where we are now," Wang Yunxiao said frankly.

Uesugi Risa nodded thoughtfully and struggled to sit up. She then pulled a notebook out from her chest.

Wang Yunxiao’s eyelids twitched wildly.

He had completely forgotten about this thing.

So that’s why the teleportation failed—looks like this thing played a major role. No, scratch that—this thing was the main culprit!

Uesugi Risa remained oblivious to the notebook’s dangers. Then again, as the Divine Witch of the Master of Ten Thousand Transformations, she probably didn’t give the notebook’s minor hazards a second thought.

She grabbed a stubby pencil and began writing on the notebook: "Dear Notebook, please show me the direction home."

The notebook hesitated for a few seconds before lines of information began appearing on the blank pages.

"Detected the gaze of the Ancient God Atlach-Nacha. The Spider God harbors extreme hostility toward all uninvited trespassers. Her daughters are covertly planning an ambush against you."

"Detected the gaze of the Ancient God Rlim Shaikorth. The filth-ridden souls within your body are irresistibly attractive to the irrational Sea Serpent Clan. Driven by hunger, it and its offspring are frantically seeking your whereabouts."

"Detected the gaze of the Ancient God Satoru Goya. He holds great interest in witches from the East Ocean, but his resting place lies quite far from this location and he has shown no malice toward you."

"Detected the fleeting glimpse of the Hell Monarch, Rebellion*******"

"Sensed the greatness of the Lord of Fusang, protector of the Orochi-slayer ’Black of All Worlds,’ Chaos Dragon, and the revered Master of Ten Thousand Transformations. Under his will, all evils retreat, misfortune turns to fortune, and divine miracles shield the way."

The last sentence was written with an air of humble pleading, perhaps because the blood-tinged tears dripping from Uesugi Risa’s face had stained the notebook’s pages.

Indeed, only the most cursed objects can suppress all manners of demons and evil spirits.

Not only that, but the notebook kindly provided a map of the surrounding area, indicating their direction forward.

It also noted that the Spider God’s forces were assembling in this direction, advising them to leave as soon as possible and avoid lingering.

Upon seeing this, Uesugi Risa panicked: "Wait! Where’s my blade?"

Wang Yunxiao shook his head and replied, "Since carrying you made moving cumbersome, I asked someone else to bring it back for you. Can you stand up and walk on your own now?"

Uesugi Risa gritted her teeth and supported herself against the wall to stand. Judging by her trembling body, it was clearly pushing her limits.

Wang Yunxiao knelt down and said, "Hop on, I’ll carry you."

She seemed a little hesitant and embarrassed, but given the circumstances, there wasn’t really another choice. Carefully, she climbed onto his back and whispered near his ear, "I sincerely apologize. My weakness has caused you trouble."

"It’s no trouble at all."

What would’ve been troublesome is if you refused to cooperate.

As Wang Yunxiao seemed ready to move, Professor Smith quickly asked, "Mr. Yunxiao, could we join you on your journey?"

Without their native guide, the team had become trapped here, unable to advance or retreat. Wang Yunxiao was now their only lifeline—even if the rest of the team, except for the old professor, had their reservations.

Wang Yunxiao thought for a moment before nodding. "You can come along, but if we encounter danger, I can’t guarantee your personal safety."

"That’s totally fine."

The old professor smiled and added, "We have weapons for self-defense. If needed, the injured lady can ride our mule."

Yes, they had actually brought two mules along.

They could carry goods, and if supplies ran out, they could be slaughtered for emergency rations.

Wang Yunxiao thought about it and ultimately decided against it. He wasn’t too optimistic about the survival capabilities of this exploration team.

Following him might not necessarily be safer than where they were now.

"We also have lanterns with us."

The old professor eagerly tried to demonstrate the team’s usefulness. If not for the uncomfortably obvious coziness between Angel and his creepy shut-in student, he might’ve even offered up the blond beauty herself.

"No need."

In this eerie underground world, lights wouldn’t illuminate much of the path ahead. Instead, they’d only attract creatures lurking in the dark.

Wang Yunxiao had great confidence in his night vision capabilities.

As long as the notebook didn’t deliberately lead them astray...which it probably wouldn’t dare do, there wasn’t much to fear.

After glancing at the notebook’s map and securing the lightweight witch on his back, Wang Yunxiao gripped his gun and stepped into the shadows.

What lay ahead would be a perilous and thrilling journey.

But for the garrison soldiers, as long as there was a clear path forward, the journey itself didn’t matter.

Whether it be Heaven or Hell, mountains of blades or seas of fire, under the barrel of my gun, all are equal in the face of death.