The sound of water filled his ears.
"Have I been revived? E Ying, Sea Market Master reacted so quickly. Hah, I'm a little tired. Why can't I see anything...?"
His vision was blurred, and he had completely lost his sense of touch.
He tried hard to open his eyes.
Everything he saw was stained with a circle of dim yellow light, like a feeble kerosene lamp in the dead of night. Let alone objects, he could not distinguish east, south, west, north, up, down, inside, or outside.
Beside his ears was the dripping leak of a faucet in the middle of the night, tick-tock, tick-tock, irritating to listen to.
The surroundings were somewhat damp.
Liang Qu strongly suspected that Long E Ying and Sea Market Master had brought him underwater.
"Does death make one lose their sense of time? That's not too bad, is it?"
He had thought he would sink for a long time and arrive in another world, perhaps the Dream Realm Dynasty. Yet inside and out, in no more time than it took to take a nap, he had regained consciousness.
Sleepy.
Exhaustingly sleepy.
The slightest turn of thought felt as though it drained all his strength, and crushing fatigue washed over him.
His body had only just recovered. Did complete repair require energy?
He followed that weary haze into sleep.
A long time passed.
Liang Qu opened his eyes and regained consciousness. His thoughts were much more active than before as he looked around again.
Then he realized something.
Where was E Ying?
Where was Sea Market Master?
Once he regained consciousness, his body should have reacted. They should not have remained indifferent...
Could it be that only his mind had recovered slightly, while he was actually lingering in the Sea of Consciousness? Was he a