"It wasn't Fate... It wasn't it? Then who could it have been?"
Su Chenghe felt like his headache was about to make his head explode. His Right Foot had briefly gone stiff, as though some kind of neurotoxin were slowly eating away at his body.
Only then did he remember to lift his shoe.
On the sole of that white sneaker was a round hole the size of a fingertip. Looking through it, he saw a patch of deep, endless blackness.
It was as though it were the smallest planet in this dead sea of stars, proclaiming its intent to devour everything, starting from beneath his foot.
Su Chenghe cast one last look at the sea of stars beside him.
Within these two connected Weird Boxes, Cheng Lvtong was struggling as he awaited death, while Ji Li and the others were anxiously waiting for an outcome, ignorant of the truth.
Yet the truth was right beneath Su Chenghe's feet.
What he was standing on was an indescribably strange object, extending even stranger roots to form a deep bond with the Weird Box.
But he had no idea what it was. He could only be certain that it absolutely could not be Fate.
Then where was Fate?
Su Chenghe knew he was approaching the complete truth, but the closer he got, the more doubts arose.
He could not wait any longer. In truth, the most crucial step had already been completed.
Since the Weird Box connected the Dark Room Space to Ruru's bedroom, if Ruru was not in the dark room, then she had to be in the bedroom.
In other words, she was within the area where the branch managers were.
"Go!"
Su Chenghe could no longer spare Cheng Lvtong a thought. In his eyes, the man was doomed to