The moment the panel appeared, Lin Qiye's voice abruptly stopped.
A phantom lottery wheel materialized between him and the little boy. Unlike the previous wheels, this one had only two sections.
One section was black as ink, occupying roughly 95 percent of the wheel. Within that area, aside from the darkness, there were only two mysterious white words—"Unknown."
The other section was much smaller, yet it was the only patch of white on the entire wheel. It seemed to have something written on it.
But before Lin Qiye could make it out, the wheel suddenly began spinning at high speed. That patch of white streaked through the void and flashed directly into Lin Qiye's mind.
There was no call to begin, no deliberate spin of the wheel, no name of a Forbidden Ruin, and no explanation of its ability... It was unlike any reward draw before. Lin Qiye only felt a strange sensation surge from his mind, as though some kind of shackle had been broken. The world before his eyes suddenly changed.
Threads stretched out from the void, weaving into shimmering clusters of light in the palms of his left and right hands.
The two clusters resembled balls of yarn floating in the air. Dense threads extended outward from their surfaces, many of them tangled together between the two clusters, as if an invisible force were trying to draw Lin Qiye's hands together.
"What is this?" Countless unfamiliar and profound pieces of information appeared in Lin Qiye's mind. He stared blankly at the two clusters in his hands, processing the information as he spoke in confusion. "My Forbidden Ruin... has two of them?"
"Yes and no. The two are one." The little boy gazed at the intertwined clusters and slowly spoke.
"They have many names: past and future, uncertainty