At the edge of the ruins, inside a relatively intact tower.
Hastur sat hunched over in the stairwell, trying to write a novel by holding a pen between his fingers.
Yet all he wrote on the draft paper were wildly scrawled characters, each one looking about as polished as the writing of a child who had just started learning to write in kindergarten.
"How do humans manage to use such stiff fingers to hold a pen and write one standard character after another? What a remarkable species... There's no way I can learn this in a short time. I might as well give up."
Just as Hastur was about to give up, he tightened his grip on the fountain pen.
"No. Since I'm writing a novel centered on humans, I must complete everything in the human way... I have plenty of time. I'll slowly learn to write like a human."
As the Yellow Robe person slowly wrote, a smile unconsciously appeared on his face.
"Yu Jing really is interesting. I never thought that even after I went this far, he would still believe in me... With the evil thoughts inside you, you must be considering how to absorb such a fragile me, right? Interesting. As expected of the special human I took a fancy to."
Through the Eye Demon, the Yellow Robe person could observe Yu Jing and the others at any time. As for Yu Gan's attitude, Hastur was not angry at all. Instead, he quite liked Yu Gan's uniquely sharp personality, which could make his novel more compelling.
As his practice continued, his ability to write with human fingers barely reached the level of a beginner disciple. The Yellow Robe person first described the condition of the entire island, then briefly introduced the people participating in this battle