Chapter 53 dungeon completed.

Lin Xiangjun showed a look of realization.

She looked at the stone tablet in front of her, and the empty, square plot of land behind it, knowing in her heart that this was the burial plot she had bought for herself.

The cemetery she bought was called Furong Garden Cemetery.

When she was looking at the land, the salesperson had also said, "Not many people buy here, only eighty-five have been sold in total, so the price is cheap. Where isn't a burial a burial? Buying here is quiet."

She was the eighty-sixth, so it was Number 86.

Lin Xiangjun pulled a pouch out of her clothes and found her ID card. Just as she raised her hand to press the ID card against the stone tablet, a cry of alarm came from behind her.

"Wait!!!!!!!!"

Normally, when a person hears someone else shouting loudly, they stop to check the situation. This is human instinct—to confirm if there is danger nearby and if it will harm them.

Lin Xiangjun was no exception.

She subconsciously looked back toward the direction of the voice.

She saw an Old Lady wearing a floral shirt on top, loose black pants on the bottom, with a crutch tucked under her arm. Her hair was gray, and she was moving so fast she seemed to be flying, shouting with full vigor as she rushed toward her.

"Wait! Don't—"

*Clang—*

Like two pieces of metal colliding, it made a brief and slightly sharp sound.

The Old Lady's speed was astonishing. When Lin Xiangjun looked back, she was still nearly a hundred meters away, but in less than two seconds, she had rushed to within ten meters of Lin Xiangjun!

This was no longer human speed.

But so what?

Lin Xiangjun revealed a perfect, flawless smile. Looking at the Old Lady whose face had suddenly darkened, she picked up the ID card that had been pressed against the stone tablet.

"Oh, I'm so sorry. You spoke too late; I've already pressed it on."

Speaking wasn't enough; she also took a step aside to reveal the stone tablet behind her.

To the right of "Number 86, Furong Village" originally carved in the center of the tombstone, another line of small characters appeared under the Old Lady's murderous gaze.

Stroke by stroke, it was as if some invisible presence was carving them.

"Number 86, Furong Village. Head of Household: Lin Xiangjun."

Fearing the Old Lady's eyesight was poor, Lin Xiangjun read it out word by word.

She managed to recite those few words with the poise of a poetry reading.

The Old Lady's face was covered in wrinkles, layered like elm bark. Her eyes were hidden behind drooping eyelids, revealing a hint of gloomy, sharp light.

She said with a fake smile, "You certainly moved fast."

Lin Xiangjun wasn't guilty at all.

"Yes, perhaps you spoke too late. We young people are a bit reckless and impulsive. If you have something to say next time, you must say it earlier."

Old Lady: ...

Was she not fast enough?!

From the moment Lin Xiangjun left the instance until now, it had taken less than a minute in total!

Lin Xiangjun smiled calmly and composedly on the surface, but in reality, her back was soaked with sweat. She stared back at the Old Lady's cold, sinister gaze—like that of a venomous snake—and put her ID card back into her pouch.

"Why were you calling me just now?" Lin Xiangjun asked curiously, pretending to be a complete novice.

The Old Lady grinned. She put down the crutch tucked under her armpit and leaned on it with both hands, putting on the image of a frail old woman in her twilight years.

"It's nothing major. A newcomer has arrived in the village, so as the Village Chief, I had to come over and take a look."

These words were so full of holes that if you put them in water, they could serve as a showerhead.

But Lin Xiangjun had no intention of digging deeper. Instead, she cooperated with the Village Chief's words, putting on a foolish expression of "Oh, so that's how it is!"

"Oh, then I'm very grateful to the Village Chief. As a newcomer, I don't know anything about our village and didn't know what to do. I'm truly thankful that you came to find me first."

"I wanted to ask, are there any rules or requirements in our village? Things that would lead to punishment if violated? I'll be living in our village long-term from now on. If I don't know the rules and do something wrong, it'll cause trouble for you, Village Chief."

Lin Xiangjun was asking the Village Chief if there were rules in the village.

An anomaly like the Village Chief clearly held the responsibility of a guide. If Lin Xiangjun had a reasonable request with a legitimate justification, the Village Chief could not refuse.

It was only natural and reasonable for a new villager to ask about the rules.

Although the Old Lady's expression was poor and she clearly didn't want to deal with Lin Xiangjun, she was constrained by her status as Village Chief and answered with a long face.

"Our village doesn't have as many rules as your city. The first house at the entrance of the village is mine, and the wall next to it is the village bulletin board. Any rules, notices, or regulations are on it. If you want to know, you can go see for yourself."

"However, you have your own housing land and are considered a recognized villager. Those long and wordy rules are for outsiders; you don't need to follow them."

"There are only a few rules for villagers: guard your own small plot of land well, don't occupy others' space, and don't let your own place be taken by others. If relatives come to visit, apply with me. Don't bring any shady people into the village."

After saying this, the Old Lady looked at Lin Xiangjun again with an expression of disappointment. She muttered something quickly and took a booklet out of her robes to hand to her.

She spoke very quickly, but Lin Xiangjun still heard her clearly.

"Moving so fast, really... missed out on a meal again..."

Lin Xiangjun's expression remained normal as she pretended not to hear, reaching out to take the booklet.

This was a small pitfall mentioned in the book.

Lin Xiangjun buying a burial plot was equivalent to buying housing land in the village; setting up a tombstone was equivalent to establishing a household registration in the village.

But she didn't live here before, and her registration wasn't in Furong Village. Therefore, her coming to Furong Village with the intention of staying long-term was equivalent to "returning to the village."

What is the first thing to do upon returning to the village?

Build a house? Buy appliances? Visit neighbors and the village chief?

Wrong.

The first step of returning to the village is, of course, to go through the motions at the village committee to confirm land ownership—to prove this plot is yours and that you are the owner. Only then can you take further actions like laying a foundation or building a house.

It was the same here. Even if you had a grave and a tombstone, you still needed to bring your ID card into contact with the tombstone to complete the "confirmation"—proving "you are you" and "this land belongs to you." Only then would the address be bound to the person, and they could officially become a villager.

Until this was completed, the Village Chief would not recognize your status as a "villager."

Without the status of a villager, one was an unprotected "outsider" in the village.

The rules posted on the outer wall of the Village Chief's house would apply to her, and other villager anomalies could attack her. If she didn't have some life-saving items in her hands, standing exposed at her own doorstep, she would be more convenient than instant noodles to an anomaly—just open the lid and eat.