It wasn't just the observation deck—even the lookout had changed.
It was true that revisiting a familiar place often felt different, but this was different by a little too much.
There wasn't an extra person on the platform. It had simply become a head.
The Undead Whale's earlier explanation had now been confirmed in the most direct way possible.
First, it was clear that a considerable portion of the small area had crystallized.
And from the trail spreading all the way here, the cause of this change was easy to confirm—
Along with the structure that had appeared out of nowhere below, it was unmistakably the skeletal remains of a whale's head.
As for the spot where the "prism" had originally been on the platform, it was one of the eye sockets.
Despite its slight tilt, it still had the imposing air of a head gazing proudly into the distance.
One had to admit... it was a little abstract, but somehow it also made a certain amount of sense.
As he observed, Fu Qian once again stood on the platform and, based on what he had seen along the way, sketched out the whale's full shape.
It wasn't even a tail and two heads. It had a head at each end of its body—like a trainset.
Leaving the question of how it moved aside, the fact that its "tail" had been raised so high earlier at least had a somewhat more reasonable explanation now.
It wasn't pride. Even reduced to bone, it had never stopped craning its head in expectation.
Meanwhile, the more lively other head seemed to have endured the full force of the karmic burden of the supernatural end.
Just imagining it was enough to sense how tragic it must have been.
Another unfortunate thing was that the