What would happen when a world's tombstone returned to the embrace of its people?
That triangular metal plaque would turn into a metal frame whose outline was closely tied to the world's elements. When a player blew through it, they would blow a bubble, and a random corner of that world would appear inside.
When the bubble burst, the scenery vanished, and a new bubble brought new scenery.
These world bubbles were not even as good as Zai Jiu's ordinary bubbles. They burst after just three seconds.
There was a peculiar cruelty in how briefly that already illusory beauty lasted.
Yet the otherworlders present grinned through their tears. After thanking Yu Xunge, who stood some distance away, they all rushed back to the main city. They wanted to show their own people, too!
Even as they ran, they did not forget to blow one bubble after another. Although the bubbles did not follow them, they refused to waste even a second, running while looking back with reddened eyes.
They had only been away from their worlds for a few days, yet they already missed their homelands so much...
The otherworlder leaders whose worlds had not yet shattered watched quietly all the while, perhaps rehearsing this sorrow.
Yu Xunge had no interest in watching people cry. After saying, "Take your time looking. I have all the time in the world to wait for you to find your worlds," she had withdrawn into the distance, serving only to supervise and deter. After all, there were nearly seven hundred Tombs of the World here.
Only when the sky grew darker did the otherworlder leaders head back with their respective world bubbles.
She slowly walked toward home. Rustling sounded all around her as Tulan, B80, 7777, Y128, and the six First Mates, who had