Xiao Jie stood at the entrance of the village, without hastily departing.
Looking at the familiar outline of the village behind him, his heart was filled with a thousand thoughts. Leaving this time, he feared he would never return. Although the villagers were just some illusory "NPCs," after being together for so long, some feelings had inevitably developed. If the system used this to threaten him, he might endure it without speaking, but if he had to watch familiar faces die because of him, he would ultimately feel uneasy.
Better to sever ties and let peace prevail. However, at this moment, where should he go?
Regarding this question, Xiao Jie had already thought about it.
In these years of living in the village, he wasn't just lying around idly.
Not only did he diligently practice martial arts, mastering a third or so of his martial art skills, but he also consistently contemplated the mechanism and underlying logic of this trial.
