Luo Chuan left the System Space.
He looked up at the gray-white vault of heaven. In some places, strange black silhouettes could still be seen moving slowly, as though something had once existed there, only to be assimilated into a part of this place.
Luo Chuan took a sip of Cola.
Soul Lock's words had indeed answered some of his questions, but they had also brought him even more.
What connection existed between the Shadow Realm and the realms?
Where were the realms?
Could this mission be related to the Lord of the End...
Countless doubts filled Luo Chuan's heart, then... he cast them all aside.
Luo Chuan shook his head.
He drained the rest of the Cola and casually tossed the bottle into the spatial rift before him that led to the System Space.
Forget it. Why think so much?
For now, he only needed to wait for Information Entanglement to take effect. Once trouble came knocking, he would deal with it, complete the mission, earn a lottery chance, return to put new products on the shelves, then keep filming movies and keep putting new products on the shelves...
Didn't that lay out the plot direction for the next several hundred thousand words? It even came with a main storyline.
Ahem...
The Shadow Dwellers on the distant sand dune had not dispersed. When they saw Luo Chuan appear again, sleep-talking murmurs rose with him.
"He came back again."
"He should not have come back."
"But he has already returned..."
The sky was a chaos of colors, as though watercolors of every shade had dripped onto water and spread outward in layer upon layer. The space here seemed abnormal. Black fissures resembled gates of hell waiting to devour their prey, while tangible black clouds and mist seeped from them,