Quiet—unnaturally quiet. So quiet that only breathing and heartbeat remained.
When Cheng Shi's consciousness returned like a tide, the first thing he thought wasn't where he was, but what the God of Merriment wanted this time.
Why had it sent him into the mirror?
For a moment, Cheng Shi even wondered if the God of Merriment before him had been impersonated by Memory. Otherwise, he truly couldn't figure out why it would trade him for the Dragon King.
Was this a rescue, or a prison?
Surely it couldn't be a reward...
With that question gnawing at him, Cheng Shi slowly opened his eyes. A sliver of light first squeezed beneath his eyelids, followed by countless intricate carvings filling his vision.
The strange patterns looked extremely familiar. Cheng Shi immediately recalled that they were identical to the patterns on the back and frame of the My Nightmare, Your Dream mirror—only enlarged by who knew how many times.
Remembering the scene of the mirror rushing toward him moments ago, Cheng Shi wondered if there was an even larger mirror inside this mirror world.
He cautiously took a step back and looked up, only to realize that things were completely different from what he had imagined.
This clearly wasn't a mirror, but a wall—a mirror wall that pierced the clouds like the Wall of True Knowledge, stretching so high he couldn't see its end!
And there wasn't just one wall in front of him. Behind him, to either side, and even beyond the backs of walls he could circle around, there were walls everywhere!
Cheng Shi was stunned. After looking around for a while, he reached a conclusion: this place seemed to be a gigantic maze, and the spot beneath his feet was precisely its starting point.
No wonder the Dragon King had