Help! The Villainess Trapped in the Beast World's Drama!

Chapter 1062: Chapter 771: Entering the Divine Hall (2)

Shen Tang put the Crystal Stone Plate away. ”Let’s get inside first, then talk.”

Early the next morning, the convoy delivering supplies set out from the northern gate of Sky City.

Shen Tang put on her mask, dressed in a dusty gray guard uniform, and blended into the middle of the convoy.

Lu Xiao walked at her side. He had also bought a high-end Human Skin Mask from the black market, changing his face, and had swapped into the uniform of a Sky City City Guard. He looked like just another Ordinary young male.

Like the other Beastmen in the convoy, they rode on a kind of flying giant beast. This flying giant beast wasn’t as fast as a Beastman when it flew, but its body was enormous and could carry a lot of cargo. Those crates were stuffed full of all kinds of precious energy gold, carrying them northward as they flew over barren mountains and steep ridges, flying for nearly a full day and night.

On the distant plain, a vast swath of gray-white clouds and mist shrouded everything, stretching all the way to the horizon, with no end in sight.

The thick fog slowly surged, like a living wall, tightly veiling everything inside.

This was the Divine Hall’s main base.

Mo Yan ordered the Beastmen to guide the navel-orange-colored giant beasts down onto the flat ground. Then he devoutly made a gesture of salute, and afterward pulled out a Token from his Space, letting it directly transform into a sharp blade that sliced open the palm of the hand holding the Token. Blood dripped onto it, quickly filling up the lines carved into the Token. It was as if the Token had drunk the blood—it turned even more crimson.

A beam of light shot out from within the clouds and mist, swept over the Token, then swept over the entire convoy.

The thick fog split open a gap, revealing the scene inside.

Shen Tang’s pupils constricted.

Behind the fog lay an enormous plain that stretched farther than the eye could see, covered in many gray-white buildings, rising and falling in height, strangely orderly in a way that couldn’t be put into words.

The convoy moved inward along a wide stone-paved road.

The road was very quiet, with only the sound of wheels turning and footsteps hitting the ground.

On both sides of the road, ranks of patrol troops marched past.

Those Beastmen wore uniforms marked with the Divine Hall’s totem. Their expressions were indifferent, their eyes empty, as if their souls and emotions had been drained away, leaving only the instinct to carry out orders.

Shen Tang withdrew her gaze, feeling her heart sink.

The convoy traveled for nearly an hour before finally reaching the freight square.

The square was very large. The ground was paved with gray stone bricks, and rows of gray-white buildings were neatly arranged around all four sides of the square like enormous shipping containers—that was the tribute warehouse.

The square was extremely busy.

Convoys came and went. Beastmen were loading and unloading cargo, their movements mechanical, no one speaking.

A few people in white robes came toward them. The one in the lead was a middle-aged male, his features stiff, his gaze cold.

”Big Boss, this batch of supplies is thirty percent more than scheduled.” His tone held no inflection at all, as if he were stating a fact that required no discussion.

Mo Yan truly was a crafty old fox—no wonder he had been able to control Sky City for so many years. His expression didn’t change as he said, ”The roads haven’t been safe lately. I brought a few more hands along, so naturally I brought more supplies too, to avoid making extra trips.”

The man swept his gaze over the convoy, his eyes landing briefly on Shen Tang and Lu Xiao, seeming to linger for a heartbeat.

At that moment, Shen Tang was almost panicking out of her mind, cold sweat slicking her palms. She lowered her head slightly, keeping her eyes down, shrinking her presence.

”Come with me.” Fortunately, the envoy soon withdrew his gaze and turned to lead the way.

The convoy was taken to a designated unloading area. Crates of supplies were carried down, checked, verified, and stored.

Throughout the entire process, people in white robes watched closely, every single action documented.

Mo Yan stood to the side, exchanging desultory small talk with the white-robed leader, nothing more than meaningless pleasantries.

Shen Tang and Lu Xiao pretended to be guards helping to move the cargo, using the chance to observe their surroundings.

The freight square was even larger than she had imagined. Looking south, there were more warehouses and unloading zones, stretching so far she couldn’t see the end. Looking north, she could see a denser cluster of buildings. The streets there were narrower, the buildings taller, and figures could be vaguely seen moving about.

That should be the core area of the Outer Zone.

Farther out, the gray-white buildings extended all the way to the skyline, vanishing into the hazy mist.

In such a vast region, just the Outer Zone alone would take them several days to fully explore.

Shen Tang silently memorized the route.

When the supplies were almost finished being tallied, Mo Yan glanced over in Shen Tang’s direction—that was the signal they had agreed on beforehand. Shen Tang immediately pretended to lose her balance, the crate in her hands crashing to the ground as a large amount of precious Crystal Stones scattered everywhere.