"Yuan Gui, what do you think the Reaper's true identity is? The boss must have had some deeper purpose in designing this character. Maybe it was laying the groundwork for the next installment? It seems like the Reaper's origins were never really explained from beginning to end. Even when Yue asked about it, the Reaper brushed him off with vague words. Oh, right—are there really only Reapers like Ryuk in the world? Could Reapers be a group? Do they have enemies of their own? Everything under heaven follows the way of balance. I think they probably do. Maybe their enemies are the legendary angels..."
The movie had already ended. Yuan Gui and Meng Changkong walked through a corridor fashioned from pale blue crystals, surrounded by a bustling crowd discussing the film's story. Yuan Gui was studying the crystals' exact composition, while Meng Changkong remained trapped in his excitement, unable to pull himself free.
Yuan Gui felt that Meng Changkong's words did make some sense. Angels and Reapers—perhaps the boss truly had such thoughts in mind.
A few minutes later, before they even realized it, they had reached the end of the corridor. Yuan Gui turned back and looked behind him. The pale blue crystals stretched to the edge of his vision, like a dreamlike world beneath the deep sea. He had not noticed at all when the exit had appeared.
It seemed he could only attribute it to the influence of some conceptual-level force.
He always felt that many lofty, high-end things in Origin Mall were used in the strangest ways...
After leaving the cinema, Yuan Gui looked back at the building that had completely transcended the bounds of the mundane world. Every detail of its ever-changing structure contained cosmic truths profound enough to astonish even Venerables. It constantly reassembled