The Terrifying Truth

On a green mountain.

The pedicab slowly made its way down the mountain. Wherever it passed, the road changed, the jagged rocks blocking the way turning smooth and level.

The Man in White sat in the carriage. It jolted slightly, making his somewhat long hair tremble.

He pondered, feeling as though he had awoken from a dream.

What was going on?

"Feeling confused?"

The immortal-looking old man pedaled the tricycle in front, his expression unchanged and his breathing steady. Looking utterly pleased with himself, he said as though this were perfectly normal, "Everyone who comes in for the first time is like this."

"People have always believed that they lived in a world with reasons and logic."

"But in truth, the people who created those foundations—the professors, the scientists—are just like you. Their vision is limited by their own understanding."

"I once received an internationally renowned spatial scientist. He was also a famous science fiction writer with quite an imagination, but the moment he entered this world, he collapsed on the spot. His entire understanding of reality was wiped clean!"

"Haha."

The old man stroked his beard drifting in the wind and declared, "I am one of the reception envoys of District T-one."

"I am respectfully known as the Reception Immortal, Ambassador of Passage, Husband of Meng Po, and Guiding Lamp God."

The old man turned back with a smile. "You can also call me by my real name—Zhang Weiguo, professor of philosophy at Qianhai City People's University, a pillar-class intellectual."

Liu Di looked at the immortal with near shock. Unable to think of anything to say, he merely nodded blankly. "Hello, Professor Zhang."

A curious look appeared on Zhang Weiguo, Husband of Meng Po's face. "Why are you so calm? Oh, maybe you still don't understand this world."

"Let