Jeremy was not deceived by the beautiful scenery surrounding him.
He was acutely aware that the area in which he found himself was exceedingly perilous. Given that they had already encountered formidable foes in the Giant's Cetery, it was only logical to assu that they would face even stronger adversaries here.
Ritchie, however, was not quite as cautious as Jeremy.
He found the landscape to be exceptionally beautiful, which led him to lower his guard.
"I believe there shouldn't be any enemies around here. Let's continue onward, perhaps we might encounter so adversaries up ahead."
Ritchie actually hoped to encounter so enemies.
For Ritchie, the absence of adversaries indicated a lack of any clues.
Jeremy nodded in agreent.
Although he did not share Ritchie's perspective, continuing forward was indeed a very reasonable course of action.
After advancing for a while, the two discovered that their surroundings had undergone a dramatic transformation.
What had once been a vibrant area teeming with life suddenly morphed into a Death Desert, where plants withered rapidly.
"What on earth is happening? Is it possible that our own lives might also vanish just as abruptly?"
Upon witnessing the unexpected turn of events, Ritchie hastily exclaid.
Jeremy shook his head.
"What just transpired should have no bearing on us. I did not detect any alteration in the spatial realm, so this must rely be a natural cycle of life, birth and decay."
Jeremy promptly offered his assessnt.
Yet, he was uncertain whether his judgnt was accurate or misguided.
He expressed these thoughts solely in hopes of calming Ritchie down.
Ritchie nodded in acknowledgnt, accepting Jeremy's explanation.
The two continued their journey and soon ca upon a village.
All the houses in the village were constructed of thatch, presenting an appearance that was strikingly primitive.
In the very center of the village, a roaring bonfire blazed brightly.
The presence of the fire seed incongruous with the surrounding landscape.
Given the lush greenery around them, the sudden ergence of a bonfire hinted at the likelihood of impending danger.
"Should we enter the village?"
Ritchie whispered to Jeremy, lowering his voice.
Jeremy nodded his head.
In truth, Jeremy had no other options available to him, if he wished to acquire more information, he had to venture into the village.
Although entering the village posed certain dangers, it was still preferable to remaining outside.
Staying outdoors would result in wasting too much ti, and their available ti was already limited.
If they continued to squander more monts, they risked becoming completely lost in the mists of history.
Upon entering the village, Jeremy refrained from recklessly inspecting any of the buildings.
Instead, he called out loudly near the entrance of the village.
"Is anyone there? We are here to ask for directions! We bear no ill will!"
After uttering this statent, Jeremy quietly observed his surroundings.
After a brief pause of several seconds, a young man erged from a thatched hut at the far end of the village.
The young man scrutinized Jeremy and Ritchie from head to toe.
"Why are you here? Are you ssengers sent by the Goddess of Life?"
The young man's question piqued the curiosity of both Jeremy and Ritchie.
Although he had not provided any information, his ntion of the Goddess of Life indicated that he might not view them as direct enemies.
"We got lost, which is why we ended up here! Furthermore, we are not ssengers of the Goddess of Life!"
Upon hearing Jeremy's response, a look of profound disappointnt crossed the young man's face.
"Since you are not ssengers of the Goddess of Life, I am under no obligation to assist you! You would do well to leave quickly, otherwise, we shall treat you as sacrifices to be offered to the Goddess of Life."
The young man's words left both Jeremy and Ritchie sowhat taken aback.
They had not anticipated that the Goddess of Life would require sacrifices.
In Jeremy and Ritchie's eyes, only the masterminds behind the apocalypse gas would resort to such asures to sustain their power.
Other deities should not need to maintain their strength through such brutal ans.
Jeremy was acquainted with two deities: one was Janna, the Goddess of Class Change, and the other was the entity known as "The World."
Neither of these deities had ever demanded that Jeremy conduct human sacrifices.
Jeremy began to wonder if the Goddess of Life ntioned by this young man was actually a pseudonym for so apocalypse ga designer.
"If you truly intend to sacrifice us to the Goddess of Life, we might not outright refuse. After all, if you provide us with no information, we are likely to perish here anyway."
Jeremy spoke in a voice that was slightly subdued.
Upon hearing Jeremy's words, the young man's expression grew sowhat hesitant.
"You should stay here for the ti being, I will go inform the others in the village. We will discuss a resolution as swiftly as possible, but until then, do not take any rash actions."
After delivering this ssage, the young man quickly returned to the central thatched hut of the village.
After a span of several minutes, a large group of people erged from the thatched hut.
Leading the procession was an elderly man with snow-white hair, he was the village chief.
"What do you wish to inquire about? Feel free to ask directly. If I know the answer, I will share it with you. Once I have provided you with sufficient information, you must leave."
Faced with the conditions set forth by the village chief, Jeremy and Ritchie naturally had no intention of refusing.
Jeremy nodded in agreent.
"If you can answer our questions, we will indeed depart promptly. We assure you that we will not cause you any trouble!"
The village chief nodded in acknowledgnt and gestured for Jeremy to begin asking his questions.
"I would like to know exactly where this place is. How can we leave from here? We seem to have lost our way in this area, and we wish to exit as soon as possible."
Jeremy frad himself and Ritchie as re tourists who had beco disoriented in this locale.
The village chief did not question Jeremy's account, instead, he quickly responded to Jeremy's inquiries.
"This is Green Grass Village. Within a twenty-mile radius around the village, there are only a few other villages. Therefore, if you wish to continue on, you will need to travel at least one hundred miles to reach a town.
The way to leave is quite simple, just follow this little path. After approximately half a day's journey, you will co across a main road. Continue along this main road, and you will soon encounter other travelers. At that point, you can ask them for the answers to the questions you seek."
After delivering this information, the village chief promptly turned to head back into the village.
Jeremy hurriedly intervened to stop him.
"I have more questions to ask! Is the Goddess of Life the deity you all worship? Why have I never heard that na before?"
Jeremy's inquiry caused everyone in the village to turn their gaze toward him.
In that instant, Jeremy felt a palpable hostility emanating from all the villagers.
Ritchie also sensed the animosity among the villagers, prompting him to take a step back, ready to engage in combat if necessary.
After a mont of tense silence, the village chief slowly turned his head back.
"Since you wish to know about the Goddess of Life, I shall inform you. However, you must be prepared to pay a price, for knowing the Goddess of Life also ans that the Goddess of Life knows about you."
Without hesitation, Jeremy nodded in agreent.
In Jeremy's perspective, the masterminds behind the apocalypse gas were indeed capable of such feats.
Thus, if the Goddess of Life truly possessed power on par with that of the assud ga designers, then she certainly should be able to do the sa.
"The Goddess of Life we revere embodies not only the birth of life but also its inevitable demise. In the realm watched over by the great Goddess of Life, life flourishes rapidly and fades just as swiftly.
It is precisely through the divine power of the Goddess of Life that we are able to survive in such a desolate place. Do not be deceived by the lush greenery surrounding you, in reality, cultivating crops here is exceedingly difficult."
The village chief, upon reaching this point, directly pulled up the grass in front of him.
After uprooting the grass, Jeremy discovered that beneath the greenery lay nothing but gravel.
"Can plants really grow on gravel? Where do these plants derive their nutrients from?"
Upon witnessing this scene, Ritchie could not help but pose the question to the village chief.
The village chief replied with a smile.
"This is a manifestation of the great Goddess of Life's divine power! She bestows her blessings upon us, transforming this land into a realm of both birth and demise.
Thus, all of us worship the Goddess of Life, and to the best of our knowledge, there is not a single soul here who is not a follower of the Goddess of Life. Now, it is your turn to answer my questions."
At this juncture, the village chief's expression underwent a dramatic transformation.
The benevolent look that had adorned his face vanished entirely, replaced by an expression filled with suspicion and hostility.
"Why do you not know of the Goddess of Life?! How did you co to be here?!"
As the village chief asked this question, the surrounding villagers began to brandish their weapons.
Seeing this, Ritchie instantly prepared to launch an attack.
However, Jeremy tily intervened to prevent him.
"I can answer your questions, but only on the condition that you lower the weapons you are holding."
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