Olga looked at the other party and realized that his condition was different now.
His original ninth-tier body had disappeared completely. Gao Gong's entire body glowed with the same ghastly white light as this River of the Dead.
"Every cosmic wonder needs a key, and the key to the 'Other Shore' is the body of the 'Returned Dead.'"
Gao Gong reached out, and the shrunken Olga leaped onto his hand. She was drawn onto the surface of the river, where countless pale arms supported her, sending an indescribable chill through her.
Yet this chill also carried a strange warmth, somewhat like... the warmth of a corpse.
"If the 'Multiversal Box' cannot sustain a state of the universe, then this river of the 'Other Shore' can't do it either."
"But this river has one advantage: all life that enters its surface will have the concept of 'life' stripped away."
"And if a life no longer has 'life,' then who could possibly hurt it?"
As he spoke, the spacetime radiance around Olga visibly turned gray-white.
A peculiar sensation arose. It felt like... a "warm corpse"?
"Let's go. I'll take you to see what you want."
Gao Gong walked directly upstream.
Olga looked around and found that whether it was the universe's corrupted data, background radiation, or even remnants of the Invisible Empire's erasing power, all of them were present.
These forces either stirred up monstrous waves or raised various ripples.
But none of this affected the densely packed pale arms beneath the river.
"So this is the truth behind smuggling across?"
"Yes."
Soon, one small boat after another, made of corpses and palms, drifted downstream from the upper reaches. Human figures stood aboard them.
Some of these figures were tall and some short, some fat and some thin, but none of their