A child came over with a kettle of boiling water, crouched down, and searched for ants. After looking for a while without finding any, the child heard their mother calling from behind, answered, then tipped out the kettle.
The boiling water flowed through the cracks in the floor. To Lu Yin, it was a surging flood—and a scalding one at that.
He frantically crawled out of the crack and toward a raised part of the floor. Soon, boiling water surrounded him on all sides. He could only stand at the highest point of a floor tile and wait for the water to cool before he could make his way across.
That was the fate of an ant. Even with the strength and courage to shoulder a thousand pounds, the gap between an ant and a child was still too vast to bridge. It was just like the gap between Lu Yin and The Unknown. He seemed to have the power to fight those who fit two universe laws, but The Unknown was far more than that.
Where was this place? A corner of Xiang City? To leave, he had to touch the city gates.
But he had no idea how to take control of Xiang City. At the very least, an ant couldn't do it.
But if an ant couldn't, what was he supposed to do?
Lu Yin looked to either side. Apart from him, there had to be other creatures in Xiang City that had entered and failed to leave. Snails, tortoises, ants—could they all be creatures?
Countless giant droplets slammed down as passersby stepped through the boiling water, grumbling as they went. Lu Yin was soaked through.
Where had these people come from? Had they always lived in Xiang City, or did it keep looping like Monument World?