Chapter 43: Cultivation - Middle Stage
Qi condensation sat at the forefront of his mind. Whenever he sat at the lucky charm shop, he meditated and ate. That was all. He would feed himself when he needed to and that was it. His discussions with the couple who owned the place did not go further than the typical pleasantries.
They owed him, after all, and Dasha would squeeze that favour till it was wrung dry.
Through quick applications of Fire Fist, the sensation of Qi was spreading. He was learning. Growing.
[ Message from a party member! ]
[ > Paul: I reached the end. There's a barrier...or something. ]
The design of the party chat system encouraged communication as there was an option between text and audio. Snapping out of meditation, he pressed the large mic button and activated the voice chat. In his ears rang a phone call sound effect.
"H-hello?"
Paul's voice came out in a familiar echo to a dynamic mic. Dasha wondered if the couple could hear his voice. He would ask later. "Explain what you saw, Paul."
"There's an invisible barrier preventing me from going any further. I walked for almost two days straight—" So Dasha's orders were truly absolute, it seemed, "and then I ran into something. It's completely solid too, even though I can see past it. It's weird."
"Hm. Trees..." A second of pondering. "Compare the locations of the nearby trees to the trees in front of you."
"Okay..."