Chapter 174: Chapter 111: Infinite Cycle
Seeing the small figure before him, Yan Fei was immensely excited. After such a long time since he had awakened, he had finally seen another living person, heard another voice. Perhaps the way to leave this eerie world was tied to this small figure. However, the person appeared quite young, likely a child. He wondered where the child had been hiding; he had searched the entire Dai Ethnic Village without discovering him.
Yan Fei wanted to call out to the other party, but he feared that this might be a hallucination from spending too much time in the silent environment. So, he slowly walked forward, gradually approaching the small figure on the ground. The small figure did not notice Yan Fei drawing near and continued to sway back and forth, humming an unknown tune, fiddling with something on the ground.
The closer Yan Fei got, the more excited he became, worried that the figure before his eyes would suddenly vanish. He reached out his right hand, slowly moving it towards the shoulder of the small figure on the ground. Finally, when his right hand landed on the little figure’s shoulder, he felt a real touch. Yan Fei was now certain that this person truly existed and was not a figment of his imagination.
As Yan Fei lightly patted with his right hand, the person shuddered, ceased humming the tune, stopped swaying back and forth, and even the hands that had been playing with something on the ground came to a rest. He slowly stood up and indeed was very petite, clearly a child.
Upon standing, the child turned around in very slow movements. Watching the child’s head turn gradually, Yan Fei felt a surge of excitement. His hopes of safely leaving this mysterious world rested on this child, hoping he wouldn’t be let down.
With Yan Fei’s hopes high, the child finally turned his head completely. But when Yan Fei got a clear view of the child’s face, his heart jolted, his right hand quickly left the child’s shoulder, and he stepped back continuously as if startled.
Yan Fei wasn’t fussy about appearances, not caring much for beauty or ugliness. Although he appreciated beautiful women, he did not discriminate against those who were less attractive, but the child’s face before him could not be described as beautiful or ugly because he had no face at all. Where the child’s facial features should have been was a pitch-dark Black Hole that was slowly rotating, looking very peculiar.
Yan Fei was frightened by the dark Black Hole on the child’s face, which was why he had instinctively let go of his hand and stepped back. The words he had been about to ask withdrew back into his throat. The child looked towards Yan Fei without making a sound; without a mouth on his face, it was a mystery how the sounds were produced just moments before. He had no face, no eyes, yet Yan Fei felt the child was watching him, which was a bizarre sensation.
Yan Fei looked at the pitch-dark Black Hole face before him and felt a chill in his heart, but given the strangeness of this world, the appearance of a Black Hole-faced child seemed somewhat acceptable. However, his hope of escaping this mysterious world might still depend on this Black Hole-faced child, so he prepared to ask his question. But just as he was about to speak, he noticed the Black Hole on the child’s face begin to change.
Within the continuously rotating Black Hole, faint lights suddenly appeared, drawing out a complete star system universe, then the planets within shifted, depicting the transformation of seas and fields, the evolution of species, and the onset of amazing events.
Watching the ever-changing Black Hole, Yan Fei’s attention was unwittingly drawn in. He watched the scenes unfold within it as if watching a movie, only the experience felt more real than cinema, like being part of it all.
As Yan Fei watched the images emanating from the Black Hole, time slipped by, and he began to recognize familiar scenes. Seeing these, the unresolved questions in his heart suddenly became clear, and many previously foggy thoughts found answers. The more he watched, the more dramatic his expression became. One by one, his questions were answered, and as he came to know the truth, his mouth opened wider and wider. In the end, when he had learned everything, he was completely unprepared for the actual nature of things.
And just as Yan Fei grasped the entire truth from the images shown by the Black Hole, the small figure began to melt rapidly, then turned into streams of Black smoke that merged into the surrounding White Mist. The wisps of Black smoke were immediately assimilated by the dense white fog and disappeared without a trace. It was at this moment when the White Mist stirred and a dark shadow suddenly burst forth, grabbing hold of Yan Fei’s right arm.
Yan Fei, still in shock, offered no resistance as the shadow seized him. Startled, he exerted his strength, trying to break free. But the shadow’s Strength was terrifying; it pulled on Yan Fei’s right arm and with a fierce tug, ripped it right off.
Yan Fei screamed in agony as blood spurted out from where his arm had been torn off. As he braced against the pain and was about to counterattack, the shadow struck like lightning, hitting Yan Fei’s temple. Yan Fei’s body shuddered, a severe pain exploded in his head, and then he felt weak, slowly collapsing to the ground.
The shadow’s sudden attack brought Yan Fei to the ground, revealing its formidable Strength. Even though Yan Fei had lost his Combat power, the shadow didn’t relent. It stepped forward and kicked at Yan Fei’s neck, breaking it instantly. Yan Fei’s spine snapped, and he died outright.