Li Taisheng leaned forward, then regained his balance, somewhat concealing his overreaction.
Yet the information decrypted from the Dream Map still lingered on the Consciousness Level, growing clearer and clearer as the efficiency of the relevant processes improved.
Though it was always the same sort of repeated message:
"Come here!
"Huff... huff!"
"This is the place!
"Rumble!"
"Hurry up!"
Those repetitive, incoherent fragments were practically an invitation from the devil—he found them increasingly familiar the more he listened, yet whenever he tried to distinguish them carefully, all kinds of noise mixed in, creating intense interference. But if he tried to discard that noise, he felt that beneath the chaos lay an even deeper secret.
Li Taisheng's thoughts were thoroughly stirred into disarray, like randomly chopped filling that had instead been stuffed into the Dream Map. His reactions lagged by more than a beat. It was only when Liu Chengzai spoke up to remind him that his soul seemed to return.
Liu Chengzai said, "Ahead..."
There was no need to finish. Li Taisheng steadied himself and looked up. The area ten meters ahead was clearly empty.
But farther away, a tall, thin figure was slowly rising from the swamp. Filthy mud slid down his body, making him look especially bedraggled. Wisps of bluish smoke seemed to rise from some burning wreckage nearby.
Liu Chengzai completed his sentence in a hoarse voice. "Mountain Lord is ahead."
"I see him."
Li Taisheng was fully awake now. When trouble came looking for him, he no longer wore his emotions on his face.
Mountain Lord, a dignified Extraordinary Species big shot, had come all this way. Instead of controlling the situation around the core sinkhole, he had come looking for a marginal figure like him. Li Taisheng could not help grumbling inwardly about such behavior,