Within the surging, sweeping Mist of Fate, a bizarrely shaped "wooden house" appeared. A wooden door covered in decorations stood before Tang Qi.
All he had to do was reach out, grasp the handle—a wooden carving shaped like a child's hand smeared with Chocolate Sauce—and turn it to open the door. That would mean accepting Tum's invitation and being able to meet him.
But Tang Qi did not do so immediately. He had yet to decide how to deal with Navakenritz, the out-of-control Servant God.
As if he had seen through Tang Qi's situation, an aged yet still vigorous, rich voice filled with delight came from within the wooden house.
"Wise Sage who possesses the Ship of Fools, welcome to my Toy House. I look forward to meeting you."
"Hm?"
Surprise appeared in Tang Qi's eyes once again.
How many times has this been now? The Ship of Fools is so well known among ancient and powerful gods. Does possessing it make these ancient powerhouses take one seriously?
As his thoughts stirred, Tang Qi did not immediately reply to the old man he had yet to meet.
The voice beyond the door did not stop.
"Are you worried about Uodinger? Do you wish to use this big fellow to visit him in the Universe of Sorrow?"
"You truly are a Benevolent and Wise Sage, but I advise you not to do that. Uodinger does not need help either. This is his confrontation with sorrow and grief. He is very optimistic."
Hearing this, Tang Qi stopped pondering the secret of the Ship of Fools and instead could not help wanting to complain about the old man behind the door.
Although Tang Qi could not locate the Universe of Sorrow without getting serious, through his main body's observation, Uodinger, one of the