There must be something wrong with me-Chapter 571 - 220: Is This the Underworld?

"Actually, at the beginning, I wasn’t sure about the situation here, so I thought of concealing the information first.

After all, when I say there are ghosts here, that it’s the legendary ’Underworld relic,’ will you still come?"

"There are really ghosts..."

"Boss... don’t scare me..."

"The Underworld? Is it the mythological Underworld..."

Upon hearing this, the security personnel, seeing the boss nod, didn’t show the excitement of discovering secrets but instead became more frightened.

Yet, seeing the boss and He skillfully handling things, they refrained from cursing.

But if vengeful ghosts were to descend and everyone started dying, and then the institution folks spoke of these matters.

A small group of them would shoot the boss in the legs first, letting him be the rear guard, so they could buy time to escape.

As for the ’Underworld’ tale,

they asked but didn’t quite believe.

"So you dragged me into the water first?" Zhou chuckled and shook his head at the boss’s candor, "I’ve known the Frog before, and we’ve explored quite a few strange relics.

We’ve seen wandering ghosts before. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

And when you hired me and I saw the Frog, I knew it was a similar relic."

Zhou spoke of these things, and upon hearing he’d been tricked into coming, didn’t appear upset.

Because he’d heard from the Frog before, knowing the place they’re exploring this time is just like past strange relics, he was somewhat prepared, which is why he calmly ate earlier.

"Old Zhou, this time it’s different." He shook his head after Zhou’s words,

"I initially thought it was a regular strange relic, but now it seems it’s truly the legendary ’mythological relic,’ the fabled Underworld..."

’The Underworld?’ Zhang Feng hearing these words, understood more or less.

So this is hell.

Is this labyrinth the ’Labyrinth of No Return’ version of the Bridge of Despair, or the ’Meng Po’s Labyrinth’?

"Let me briefly introduce the data to you."

Since the boss chose to be frank, seeing the crowd wasn’t too agitated, he pointed to the data,

"This text, it is actually human text.

According to ancient records, it should be ’Yama Text.’

Created by the ancient ’Qi Refiner’ known as ’Great Yama.’

In modern understanding, each segment of this text largely corresponds with our human genetic chain."

The boss continued, speaking more absurdly as the security personnel listened in confusion:

"If I say the legendary Ox-Head and Horse-Face truly exist, the Underworld truly exists.

And Ox-Head and Horse-Face, along with Black and White Impermanence, were originally living people, ordinary humans; do you believe it?"

"People?"

"Do those mythological characters and this Underworld truly exist?"

"Boss, you..."

Their scalps tingled listening, feeling this disrupted their worldview.

"These are historical secrets, it’s normal you don’t know."

Another institution member joined the conversation, "Do you think the ancients were ignorant?

Bear in mind that our Great Xia developed the Four Great Inventions before they spread to the barbaric West, an indisputable fact.

Of course, this doesn’t mean having the Four Great Inventions gives us a reason to boast and ride on one thing for millennia.

But rather to prove our ancestors were highly intelligent.

They mastered various incredible techniques.

Among them, the Qi Refiner from fifteen hundred years ago, ’Great Yama,’ used the Yama Magic he created to reverse the genetic sequence, reviving mythological creatures and establishing the Underworld.

And a thousand years ago, the Qi Cultivator Yangshan Zhenren crafted the mythological Celestial Palace.

And what we’re aiming to do now,

is to use clues from the Underworld to find the Celestial Palace."

’Celestial Palace? Underworld?’

Their minds were blank, unaware and uninformed of these matters.

They even wondered, if technology was so advanced back then, why is today like this?

It doesn’t logically add up.

But Zhang Feng hearing the name ’Yangshan Zhenren’ believed.

Even the discrepancies were explainable.

Because if two enlightened masters did indeed disappear from the public eye millennium ago, suddenly living in seclusion.

In times without cameras, looking at the world seemingly devoid of cultivation techniques left behind.

Clearly it’s mere folklore without evidence.

Remaining tales become mere hearsay, only natural.

After a millennium passed, trusting this makes one naive.

Upon hearing the boss and institution member’s words, it seemed there wasn’t any record in historical texts.

Even if a record existed, it was human-written.

So disbelief is reasonable, logical.

Thus deducing further,

Zhang Feng understood what these ’ancient creatures’ were.

Likely the ’Ox-Head and Horse-Face’ and ’Black and White Impermanence’ inside the Underworld.

Meanwhile, off the main plot, nothing about the Celestial Palace was mentioned.

Yet he still wanted to seek it.

If he could learn all of Yangshan Zhenren’s compression magic, he could essentially reduce his own deduction time, allowing quicker engagement in other studies.

Regarding the Underworld gene,

it should be ’biotechnology’ and ’gene recombination technology.’

This was quite eerie.

According to ancient general moral principles, this was undoubtedly twisted.

Great Yama’s ’retirement from worldly affairs’ made sense.

Even in today’s context, it’s an exceptionally twisted project.

Yet Zhang Feng wished to learn.

Meanwhile, Zhang Feng glanced at the pondering He.

Including Zhou and two institution members whose gazes also turned to him.