The man before them, fused with the tree trunk, was somewhat different from the man Yu Jing had seen at home. He gave off the feeling of having been imprisoned and sealed here for a long time, with his vitality nearly drained away. His face was gaunt, and his hair was sparse.
The man stared at the mask and said in a hoarse voice, "You're here already? Wait for me a moment. Since I have to supervise cinemas throughout the world, separating myself from this tree is rather troublesome."
"Cinema?"
Yu Jing felt that the information he was about to receive might unveil the secrets of the world that had troubled him for so long.
The man on the trunk gradually faded beneath the tree. At the same time, a slit opened between the trunks. Led by the mask, everyone passed through it one after another.
However, the area they entered was not inside the trunk, but a vast, dimly lit cinema lobby.
The surrounding walls were plastered with posters of various classic films. Exquisite statues and models of classic movie characters filled the area, along with Self-Adaptive sofas, screening rooms, and all kinds of self-service popcorn machines and soda dispensers for chubby otakus.
This was the main hall of the "Otherworld Cinema."
The gaunt, sallow man sat in a wheelchair, with an IV drip still attached to the back of his hand. The General Administrator pushed him over to everyone.
"Yu Jing... right?" the man asked flatly, without the joy one would expect upon meeting a son he had not seen for many years.
"Yes."
Yu Jing felt no excitement at all upon seeing his biological father. He remained completely calm.
Aside from the similar plant vitality conveyed beneath his skin, the man before him gave Yu Jing no