Chapter 659: This is Bubble Village

Faced with this situation, they could only diligently work.

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The Dragon God remained silent, knowing words were useless. He could have finished washing the dishes with a wave of his hand, but seeing Lin Fan meticulously washing each dish one by one, he dismissed the idea. Perhaps this was a form of cultivation.

The Evil Chicken cursed while washing. "You all have hands, but I only have wings! And I have to soak my wings in water! This is inhumane! Why are we eating here when we have no money? Isn't the dirt outside more appetizing?"

After a long while, the dishes were finally clean.

The obese restaurant owner came to inspect. He picked up a plate and found it sparkling clean. He was very satisfied and surprised. "Hmm, very good. I see you are newcomers. If you have nowhere to go, you can work here." Such diligent people would make excellent employees.

Lin Fan smiled. "Thank you, but no need. We still have things to do."

The obese owner said regretfully, "Alright. Please accept these thirty silver coins. Although your work isn't worth this much, I can see you are poor. This is my help to you. Praise the God of Light! May the holy light of the God of Light envelop you."

Lin Fan asked in surprise, "Who is this God of Light you speak of?"

The obese owner replied, "The God of Light is omnipresent, everywhere. As long as we have light in our hearts, God is with us. Alright, I'm very busy, so I won't talk to you anymore. You can go now."

Seeing the owner didn't want to continue the conversation, Lin Fan led the others away, feeling that the owner was a good person. He hoped good things would happen to him and that the owner would have a happy and fulfilling life.

The Dragon God said, "Actually, we could have cleaned those dishes with a wave of our hands."

"Ah, why didn't you say so earlier?" Lin Fan asked, surprised.

The Dragon God stared at Lin Fan, stunned. In the end, he didn't explain or refute, but smiled. "You didn't ask, did you?"

"Hmm, that's true," Lin Fan nodded.

The Evil Chicken squinted, deep in thought, muttering to himself, "Two foolish fellows." He only dared to think these words, not speak them aloud.

Soon, they arrived at an unfamiliar place.

The Dragon God asked, "Where is this?"

Lin Fan replied, "I lived in this world for a while. Now I'm back to take a look. It seems to have changed quite a bit. I remember this used to be just a village."

"A village?" The Dragon God looked at the city before him, larger than the one they had seen earlier, his mind filled with questions. Just how long had Lin Fan been away? How could a village transform into this? What level of development had occurred? Moreover, there was no need to develop a village. It was like garbage would always be garbage, never becoming something important.

Looking around, even outside the city walls, people were coming and going, vehicles constantly moving, causing traffic jams. A group of people in white clothing marched forward in orderly rows, kneeling to pray every few steps, as if worshipping some kind of deity. Their demeanor was extremely devout. Even the passersby around them treated the people in white with great respect, as if they held a high status.

"The power of faith," Ginseng sensed. These people in white clothing had an invisible power of faith rising from their bodies and merging into the city. Being a cultivator of the faith divine path himself, Ginseng felt the other party was an expert, far more skilled than his own half-baked abilities.

Arriving at the city gate, two soldiers stopped them. "Halt!"

Lin Fan asked, "Is there something wrong?"

"Welcome to Bubble Village. However, Bubble Village is a holy land. No weapons are allowed inside, and registration is required."

Lin Fan smiled. "It really is Bubble Village! But it has changed so much! It used to be just a village. I didn't expect it to become such a large city now."

The soldier blinked, thinking this guy must be crazy. What era was he living in? Still calling it Bubble Village and acting surprised by its size. It was bizarre, beyond imagination.

Just then, the Dragon God said, "Your city emanates a holy power, yet that fellow radiates a somewhat dark power. How can he enter?" He was wary, sensing something strange. Could there be something odd hidden here?

The soldier replied, "What's the big deal? He's from the Abyssal race, a part of our human race. So what if he emits a dark aura? I hope you won't look at others with prejudice. If you look down on others, you'll be looked down upon as well."

"Besides, aren't you also bringing a magical beast? It's the same thing."

Embarrassed by the soldier's reprimand, the Dragon God wanted to squash him into a meat patty. How dare he speak to him like that! But he held back. This was Lin Fan's familiar territory, and there was no need to cause trouble.

Under the soldier's sullen scrutiny, they entered the city. The Dragon God wanted to discuss the situation with Lin Fan, but he noticed Lin Fan was curiously observing the surroundings, even following the Abyssal person who had entered earlier.

Just as he was about to speak, Lin Fan jogged over and stopped the Abyssal person. "Hello, can I ask you something?"

"Who are you? What's the matter? Just ask," the Abyssal person said. This tone surprised Lin Fan. In his memory, Abyssal speech always had a strange, terrifying, and gloomy feel. But this Abyssal person spoke like a human.

Lin Fan asked, "Are you from the Abyssal race?"

"Yes, I am," the other replied proudly, chest puffed out.

Lin Fan asked, "Do you know where Abyssal Lord Archimonde is?"

"Archimonde?" The Abyssal being muttered, then his expression suddenly changed. He angrily rebuked, "Audacious! How dare you directly address the name of the great Supreme God! You are truly audacious and disrespectful! How can the human race have someone like you?"

Lin Fan was taken aback. He didn't think he had said anything wrong.

"Hmph!" The Abyssal person snorted and turned to leave, unwilling to waste another word. He was completely thrown off by Lin Fan's question and felt like killing him right there.

Lin Fan smiled awkwardly. "It seems I misspoke."

The Dragon God said, "What are you talking about? I didn't understand a thing."

Lin Fan explained, "Archimonde is a good friend of mine, as is Pope Bock. Back then, it was thanks to their help that Ke Lan became a qualified warrior. It seems a long time has passed, and they have become heroes and gods in everyone's hearts. Even mentioning their names angers their fans."

The Dragon God was stunned. Just how long was this "long time" Lin Fan spoke of?