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Ha...

Ha...

(Gasping heavily)

Luo Di stared at the jailer's corpse on the ground, smashed beyond recognition and charred black by lightning.

His face bore an expression similar to the one he had worn in Moon City. He had tasted something entirely different—a particularly rare flavor of fear.

This feeling differed from Luo Di's self-awareness, from the excitement he felt while following Hunter's insights into slaughter, and from the relief he had felt after killing Old Master Jiang.

It was the release of the most fundamental, purest interest—the simplest pursuit of fear.

"It has been a long time since I last experienced such pure, untainted killing.

"And I seem to have realized something. The modern fear I have developed, the modern Black Door Fear I have passed through, can also affect these Old Days creatures.

"Perhaps my fear can develop on its own until it reaches their level, or even surpasses it... There is no need to blindly copy or imitate them. I only need to stay on my original path."

Luo Di's consciousness returned to Pituitary Space once more.

The staircase leading toward the "Kingdom" extended another dozen or twenty meters. The white steps, woven from root-like growths, squeezed out liquid beneath his feet.

Yet this time, Luo Di did not crouch on the stairs to think. He walked down.

He stepped over the foul staircase lined with squat toilets.

He stepped over the extremely long staircase formed from Old Master Jiang's remains.

He stepped over the stairs built level by level from the corpses of those former victims.

He returned to the moon's surface and began running, returning to the original lunar cellar and then to the most central [Planting Room].

Stepping onto the soil, he approached the plant, leaning close to inspect it carefully and sniffing the