As the days passed, Lu Yin told the bear stories day after day. Though he only had to spend an hour on it, he still had to think them up.
For the rest of the day, he listened to Le Lou Ku Jin's music and built a towering wall in his mindscape.
And so, a hundred years passed.
Lu Yin simply couldn't understand why a bear would love listening to stories so much. It had listened for a hundred years without ever getting tired of them, and still came to him every day for more.
Fish Bone and the others had grown numb to it.
Sixth Brother had grown numb to it too. He couldn't help asking, "His stories are getting more and more slapdash. You still want to hear them?"
The bear turned a page and nodded.
"Is there something different about him? You seem awfully invested in him," Sixth Brother asked again, bewildered. As he spoke, he glanced off into the distance.
The bear looked up and gazed in the same direction. Lu Yin and the others were there, not far away. They had stopped trying to hide; there was no point, and it only wasted time. Lu Yin came to tell stories of his own accord every day, and the sooner he finished, the sooner he could call it a day.
After watching them for a while, the bear lowered its head and returned to its book without answering.
Sixth Brother looked at Lu Yin. Humans were special in Cubic Distance, but there were plenty of humans in the Death Universe, especially some who had even come from the era of the Nine Fortresses. The old-timers held the humans of that era in high regard, yet also feared them. They had to admit, however, that humans from