Chapter 749 - 226: [Falling]
Chapter 226 [Fall]
Chen Yan returned to the cargo hold, just as he finished packing away his sleeping bag and other belongings, two crew members came and asked him to move out of the room.
The crew members, following the steward’s orders, were quite friendly towards Chen Yan. They led him out of the cargo hold to the rear deck of the flying boat.
Upon entering the boat cabin, they soon brought him to the door of a small room and pushed it open. Inside was a ten-square-meter cabin, not large, but equipped with a small window and a cabinet shelf next to it. Small as it was, it had everything necessary.
Though it appeared cramped, the air was much better than in the cargo hold, and it looked cleaner and tidier.
The crew informed Chen Yan that he could live here from today. Moreover, if he felt stifled inside, he could go to the deck for fresh air anytime, without being restricted in movement—except not to go to the lower deck, where the valuable goods being transported this time were stored, and idle people were not to approach.
Having received such a benefit, Chen Yan naturally would not go against such a requirement, thanking them politely. The crew also told Chen Yan that meals would be delivered to his room daily.
Once everyone left, Chen Yan sat on the small bed, turning his head to look at the window on the wall, which had thick glass—it’s not unusual to find glass in this world.
Outside the window, he could see the flying boat traveling through the clouds, mist swirling in the sky, and the land’s topography clearly visible below.
It almost felt like being on an airplane.
After meditating in the room for a while, his mind kept recalling the scene where his consciousness was influenced by the Venerable Dojo...
That mystical feeling, as the steward had said, seemed as though if one could comprehend it, that subtle Dao Rhyme might truly have enlightened something remarkable inwardly. However, it appeared veiled by a layer of gauze, the sensation not vivid enough, needing careful savoring.
Yet, it was forcibly interrupted by the consciousness within the ring.
Thinking of this, Chen Yan took out the ring, rubbing it gently with his thumb.
Inside here... what consciousness is truly hidden?
Does the artifact spirit of this magical treasure not want me to comprehend the Dao Rhyme of the Venerable Dojo?
As he was pondering over the ring, he suddenly heard a noise, quickly putting away the ring, sitting up straight on the bed, and strained his ears to distinguish carefully.
Soon, he confirmed the noise was coming from behind the cabin wall, faintly, it seemed as though someone was speaking.
Chen Yan frowned, concentrating to listen carefully. The voices speaking behind the cabin wall seemed to be more than one person, but rather multiple voices arguing.
As the emotions of the arguers grew increasingly intense, the voices gradually became clearer, falling into Chen Yan’s ears, suddenly making his expression change!
A commanding, elderly voice angrily rebuked.
"I paid money to board! Yet, you all treat me like this! After boarding, you asked for cabin fee! Cabin fee paid, then you asked for meal money!
Meal money paid, today you came asking for drink money!!
Do you take me for some foolish fat sheep to slaughter!!
The renowned Gu Family, famous across the Domain Realm, actually have followers under them conducting such filthy acts!!"
Hearing this voice, Chen Yan’s expression turned peculiar.
He pondered briefly, then instead slowed his breathing, restraining himself from making any sound.
Others’ troubles, others’ issues, he preferred not to get involved.
Not long after, the argument behind the wall simmered down and then came the sound of a heavy door slam, finally restoring calm.
Chen Yan chose not to bother with the adjacent contention, instead meditating and contemplating within the cabin. Continuing to circulate his Primordial Qi, today his internal Primordial Qi Cultivation was full, so he proceeded to infuse the excess Primordial Qi into the ring—this ring remained as ever, absorbing endlessly, never seeming to fill.
Chen Yan thus spent the entire day in the cabin meditating and cultivating. By evening, he opened his eyes.
During cultivation, he released his Primordial Spirit, sensing someone approaching the cabin door outside.
Knock knock knock, the cabin door was rapped. Chen Yan stood up and went to open the door. A crew member stood outside, holding a three-layered food box, precisely the same acquaintance from before.
The crew member faced Chen Yan, seemingly embarrassed, chuckling dryly before speaking in a low voice, "Brother... uh, Fellow Daoist. Well, the steward instructed me to bring today’s meal to you."
Chen Yan, not wanting to offend these low-level rascals, gracefully sidestepped, allowing him to enter.
The crew member came in and placed the meal on the small table inside the room, glancing at Chen Yan with a complex expression, "Fellow Daoist, you are indeed capable to have befriended our steward. The other day, it seems I was indiscreet."
Chen Yan waved his hand, "I don’t actually know your steward, nor am I friends with him. But due to some special matters, he has been treating me with some favor."
The crew member sighed, "Well, I..."
"I only recall the good of your brother from the other day, definitely no resentment."
The crew member breathed a sigh of relief, his tone revealing some flattery, proactively opened the food box, "This is today’s meal prepared on the boat, help yourself Old Brother, if anything is lacking, just tell me. If it’s findable, I’ll do my best to find it for you."
Chen Yan looked at the now opened three-layered food box, unexpectedly containing four dishes and a soup, looking well-balanced and quite sumptuous, even accompanied by a small bottle of wine.