Trafford's Trading Club

Chapter 1323: Chapter 50: First Encounter with the Unhuman Domain

The train cut through the darkness, lights flashing past the tracks like ghostly gleams, the thunderous roar making the tunnel deafening for a long, long time.

Only after a long time did Miss Mind Witch finally take her hands away from her ears, then furrow her brows tightly.

She had already been staying in this gloomy place for most of the day—maybe even longer. Her patience was nearly worn out, yet Farael still hadn’t snapped out of whatever state he was in.

Ever since Farael suddenly lost it and left last night, he had been hiding in this place for quite a while.

If she hadn’t seen with her own eyes how Farael broke open the Island Prison, then single‑handedly hung and beat three Round Table Knights in an invincible manner, plus the terrifying power he’d shown in the first half at the Royal Hall—she would’ve found it hard to imagine that the man in front of her was the same legendary man she had released from prison.

Right now Farael was curling up his body, muttering something nonstop, sometimes panicked, sometimes shivering… His nerves had become so sensitive they were on the brink of collapse.

“This won’t do.” Miss Mind Witch grew increasingly troubled… She still needed to rely on this man to help her find the Aksha Record.

Obviously, she had no intention of waiting for Farael to calm down on his own.

At last, this witch gritted her teeth, moved over to Farael’s side, cupped his cheeks with both hands, and pressed her forehead against his.

She tried to use her own Power to wake Farael up… As long as the madness was of the Mind, and as long as the origin could be found, a Mind Witch had the ability to set things right.

“What exactly are you afraid of.”

Whispering… like a Spell, yet also like some kind of ancient language, softly sounded by Farael’s ear.

“Maybe you need someone to confide in… Let your Mind loosen a little, Farael.”

Just as her consciousness began sneaking up and was about to touch the depths of this man’s inner heart, the witch suddenly collapsed on the ground in agony—her consciousness felt as if it had been scorched by Infinite flames, that pain from the depths of the Soul drained all color from her face in an instant, soaking her in cold sweat.

But Farael, at this moment, stopped his abnormal behavior… He seemed to have “come back to his senses”, or at least grown quiet.

“Don’t try to pry into my inner heart.” Farael looked at Miss Gillian expressionlessly. “If it happens again, I’ll personally send you out of this world.”

“Is this your attitude toward someone who helped you?” The witch couldn’t help flaring up inside… She had at least made him quiet down.

“I never asked you to do that.” Farael stood up again, started straightening his somewhat rumpled clothes… and walked away.

“Old man, where are you going this time?” The witch had no time to sulk with him now and hurriedly scrambled to her feet.

“They’re back… I can’t stay idle anymore.” Farael didn’t look back. “I have to make preparations in advance… Hopefully it’s not too late.”

“‘They’?” The witch was stunned for a moment, vaguely recalling that Farael had said something similar before he lost control earlier. “They… who are they?”

“The Calamity.” Farael said in a low voice, “A bunch of bastards who toy with everyone in the palm of their hand… If you don’t resist, you’ll just become their food.”

“I really can’t tell if you’ve come back to your senses now, or if you just went from losing your mind to full‑blown nutcase!”

“Leave. The farther you get, the better. Best if you can get far away from the West.”

“You promised you’d help me find the Aksha Record!!”

“If I don’t die this time, I’ll keep my promise to you.”

“Old man, why don’t you just drop dead!!” the witch shouted angrily. “You ungrateful, woman‑bullying bastard!!”

Her voice echoed through the train tunnel, but Farael’s figure was no longer in sight… The witch stomped her foot hard in frustration, gritting her teeth. “Don’t even think about ditching the bill! Even if it’s to the ends of the earth, I’ll hunt you down, old man!!! I mean it!!”

The next train once again roared past.

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Our Miss Pianqian was currently kneeling on a seat, both hands pressed to the train window, eyes wide as she took in everything outside—on this special train leading to the Unhuman Domain.

On the entire Oth Continent there were only three such magic trains, and they ran every day along fixed routes, threading together stations from different countries across the Land of Oth, with each train only making one run a day.

In this particular carriage, for the moment, there were no other passengers besides Long Xiruo and Luo Pianqian—of course, there would be travelers boarding from other stations as well—basically, each country’s station corresponded to a different carriage.

With no extra passengers, Long Xiruo seemed to be in a decent mood and didn’t bother about the little butterfly monster’s antics—for all that, the first time she’d ever taken a magic train into the Unhuman Domain, she too had been properly stunned by the Transcendent civilization of the Western World.

“Sister Long! Look, the train’s flying in the sky!!”

“Alright, alright, stop making a fuss.” Long Xiruo tugged the little butterfly monster’s ear. “Once we get off, don’t you dare gawk and squeal in the street, got it? And also, if I don’t give permission, you’re not allowed to open your mouth and talk.”

“Why?” The little butterfly monster blinked… She understood the principle of doing more and talking less, but not talking at all was beyond her.

“You don’t speak the languages of the Western countries.” Long Xiruo patiently explained, “Once you open your mouth, it’s easy to expose that you’re from China… Folks in the Unhuman Domain aren’t exactly welcoming to visitors from the Divine Land.”

“Why?”

Long Xiruo said blankly, “Anyway, if you don’t speak the Western languages, then don’t talk!”

“But Sister Long, do you know them?”

“Of course I…” Long Xiruo paused, then sniffed disdainfully. “When I talk to them, I just use Will directly, what’s the point of all that hassle?!”

Just then, the train attendant pushed a trolley into this carriage—pretty much no different from trains in the mortal world, with all kinds of food and drinks on the trolley—of course, what you could eat looked like specialties from the Unhuman Domain.

Long Xiruo was just about to use that so‑called Will‑communication to refuse, when the little butterfly at her side had already started chatting with the attendant in the Western World language, so fluent it barely had an accent, and successfully ordered a couple of items.

The true dragon from the Divine Land, jaw slightly slack, stared blankly as the attendant left with a smile, then swallowed and said, “You… know their language?”

“Mm‑hmm!” Luo Pianqian nodded, very casually. “I scored a seven‑point‑five on my IELTS!”

Seriously, only a 7.5 and she’s bragging… Long Xiruo shook her head, didn’t dwell on it, and just added offhandedly, “Fine then, permission granted—you can talk after we get off. But same as before: talk more, look more! The Unhuman Domain is pretty dangerous.”

Luo Pianqian froze for a bit… To her, Long Xiruo was basically the second strongest person she knew after the Boss, but she seemed to sense a hint of gravity from her Sister Long.

“Sister Long, are there really people here stronger than you?” she asked in disbelief.

Long Xiruo shook her head. “That’s not quite it… It’s just that, in the Unhuman Domain, my Power limit hasn’t changed, but I can die.”

The little butterfly monster’s expression slowly went blank—then the next second, she tossed away the food in her hands and clamped both palms over her mouth.

“What are you doing?” Long Xiruo asked curiously.

Luo Pianqian only kept her mouth covered, shaking her head nonstop.

The true dragon of China frowned and said, “We haven’t even gotten off the train yet, what the hell are you doing?”

“I’m not going to talk anymore! If I bring danger down on us, Sister Long will die! I don’t want you to die, Sister Long!”

After rattling this off quickly and firmly, the lady with butterfly wings instantly clamped her hands over her mouth again, looking utterly pitiful.

Long Xiruo couldn’t help laughing, then shook her head and flicked the child’s forehead with her fingers. “You little fool, when I said I might die, I meant if there’s something here similar to me, and it decides to go down with me, that kind of hypothetical situation.”

“Really?”

“When have I ever lied to you?”

Long Xiruo rubbed her head and explained, “In the Unhuman Domain, I can’t get any Power supply from the ley lines of the Divine Land. And in the Unhuman Domain, what’s more abundant is something called magic particles; the Spiritual Energy content is extremely thin. Magic particles really aren’t suitable for us to absorb. You can refine them, but the efficiency is too low. Does that make sense to you now?”

“I get it! So it’s like, in here, Sister Long doesn’t have the Divine Land as a Power bank anymore, right!”

Power bank… the ley lines of the Divine Land are going to cry.

“More or less.” Long Xiruo rolled her eyes. “Anyway, that’s how it is. But as long as we keep a low profile, there shouldn’t be any problem… Besides, I came this time to return a favor, not to kick in someone’s door.”

“But you still haven’t told me why people from the Unhuman Domain aren’t friendly toward visitors from China?”

“Mm… there are all sorts of reasons; it’s hard to explain them all at once.” Long Xiruo glossed over it. “If there’s a chance later, I’ll tell you… How do you have so many questions?”

Luo Pianqian giggled and said, “As long as Sister Long is fine, that’s all that matters. That way, I can keep staying by Sister Long’s side! And if Boss is there too, that’d be perfect… Oh right! And Sister Zijun, everyone living together like one big family!”

One big family…

Long Xiruo froze for a moment… and the little theater inside the Godly Land’s true dragon’s head suddenly started up.

The plot went like this:

Boss, smiling: Xiruo, you’re back. Dinner’s almost ready. Do you want to eat first, or take a bath first? Or maybe…”

Mm, bath first!

Luo Pianqian: Sister Long, today Boss and I went to the supermarket, and we bought your favorite brand of beer.

Mm, so well-behaved!

Boss, gently: Come on, open up, have a taste… You’ve been working all day, must be tired, right?

Mm, I’ve been okay! Give my shoulders a rub, I’m a little tired.

Smack—!

The true dragon of China suddenly slapped both cheeks hard… What the hell, what’s going on? What am I even thinking??

“Sister Long, what’s wrong?” The lady with butterfly wings beside her looked over in surprise.

“S-swatting a mosquito!”

“Mosquito?”

The magic train suddenly jolted, and the Godly Land’s true dragon hurriedly jumped to her feet, as if rescued. She grabbed Luo Pianqian’s hand, yanked her into the Air, and shot out of the magic train, leaving the platform like a gust of wind.

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…

It really was a shard of the mainland.

Through the flames rising from the fireplace in Maria’s Magic House, Luo Qiu felt the same sensation he’d had when entering the Yan Wuyue world.

The difference was that within the Unhuman Domain, there didn’t seem to be anything like the godly functions that existed in Yan Wuyue, nor any so‑called divine authority; instead, the entire Unhuman Domain was run by another strange operating system that managed its functioning.

“Waaah—!!!”

Maria’s shriek rang right in his ear—the place they arrived at after crossing through the flames wasn’t on the ground, but high up in the Air.

Seeing her body plummeting straight toward the ground at high speed, this Witch who ran the Magic House hastily pulled out her Magic Wand and pointed it at the ground.

In an instant, a sapling shot up from the ground at extreme speed—the sapling’s leaves instantly grew larger, and finally managed to catch her right as she crashed down… but because of the rebound when she hit, Miss Witch still ended up face‑planting into the dirt.

She scrambled to her feet, only to see that Boss Luo had already landed steadily—and his hands were just in time to catch the falling maid.

Perfect!

She was about to say that, when cold sweat suddenly broke out all over her—because Master Septcolor Geranium was saying, in a flat tone, “Ms. Maria-with-the-hood, this… is that ‘rather remote drop point’ you mentioned?”

“Well…” Maria let out two dry laughs. “It’s an illegal Coordinate after all; being able to get in at all is already good enough… And I really don’t know why it dumped us in mid‑air this time. Last time I clearly came out on the ground… I really didn’t lie!”

Boss Luo set You Ye down only then, and looked around. “This place feels a little strange.”

“Probably a piece of Changing Terrain.”

The Maid spoke softly. “In the Unhuman Domain, sometimes when the energy that maintains a domain becomes unstable and can’t keep the original structure, it manifests as sudden changes of terrain, so it’s called Changing Terrain. Once the administrators here restore it, it should stabilize again.”

“So it turned into Changing Terrain…” Maria looked thoughtful, then quickly said, “You two, let’s get out of here as soon as we can… Because the Coordinates we used came in through the territory of the Thirteen Clans. We need to cross this territory before we can reach the Association’s autonomous zone, where Fafnir is currently roosting. If we move fast, it’ll still take about half a day.”

“Territory of the Thirteen Clans?” Boss Luo asked curiously.

Maria nodded and said offhandedly, “Yeah, there’s a ranch of the Thirteen Clans nearby, a Farm where Purebloods are penned. Those guys keep a super tight and paranoid watch over their food; if we hang around here too long and they find us, they’ll probably think we came to poach illegally.”

“Farm.” Boss Luo slowly repeated the word.

Maria shrugged. “You didn’t know? Pureblood Farms supply the Aristocrats within the Thirteen Clans, and the share allotted to other mid‑ and low‑tier bloodsuckers is tiny. So in the Non-Human Domain there are teams specialized in hunting from Pureblood Farms and selling the goods on the black market to the mid‑ and lower‑class bloodsuckers… Demand’s pretty big, actually. Last year I bought 600cc of Pureblood from a Pureblood Hunter; it was snapped up in under an hour… Let’s talk as we walk. The Enforcement Teams of the Thirteen Clans patrol around here a lot… they’re nasty folks to mess with.”

“Enforcement Team, huh…” Luo Qiu blinked, looked up, and said, “Are they the ones in black trench coats with blood‑red bat emblems on them, wearing black military caps?”

“Yeah, you’ve never seen them?” Maria froze.

“Mm, I have now.” Boss Luo nodded.

“Now?” Maria’s mouth fell open. She followed Luo Qiu’s gaze, turned, raised her head, and looked up—and her face instantly fell.

Up in mid‑Air, ten figures in black trench coats and black military caps were lined up in a row, staring down at them with cold, hard eyes…