The next morning.
Today happened to be Wu Wen's art class. Since the first lesson had been missed, they would make it up today.
Luo Di followed Mr. Question Mark out from the depths of Vortex Town and returned to the town's ordinary streets. Having gone to bed too late, Luo Di was still yawning as he walked.
With the act of yawning, his eyes and ears closed off, and every nerve and muscle in his body completely relaxed... Yet it was precisely this momentary lapse in consciousness.
Hiss... hiss...
Static came through.
Luo Di instantly lost focus and began scratching at his head again.
Each scratch caused clumps of hair to fall out. The hairs even wriggled on the ground for a while, like earthworms dying of dehydration.
His entire body immediately turned toward the Dungeon Entrance.
Mr. Question Mark naturally noticed the anomaly, but he did not stop him. Instead, he followed closely behind and observed carefully.
He first opened a small hole in the back of Luo Di's head to peer inside. What he saw made him frown at once.
Inside the hole,
Luo Di's brain was in an Activation State—truly activated. The ridges across its surface writhed wantonly like maggots.
"It can affect him to this extent?
If I were truly in the deepest part of the dungeon, could I withstand such an influence myself? Or was this noise something every monster heading for the deepest level had to endure? Only by bearing this anomaly could one earn the right to ascend those steps toward divinity?"
Mr. Question Mark moved to Luo Di's front and blocked his path.
He flipped open his eyelids and opened a hole between his eyes.
Then Mr. Question Mark pressed his own eye against it, wanting to see whether Luo Di