Perhaps the number was even greater, because Lin Qi had no idea how many tokens were packed densely inside. These small identity tokens were stacked layer upon layer, crushing against one another, pressed tightly together.
This hall was large enough for two thousand adult primordial giants to hold a sporting event in, yet each token was only half a palm wide and half an inch thick! And this enormous space was almost completely filled with these tokens!
"How could it be... so many dead?" Lin Qi's body and soul both went stiff. Staring at those pitch-black tokens, gleaming coldly like the eyes of countless undead spirits, he could no longer speak.
The ever-lively Donkey and the two rabbits also fell silent. They gazed reverently at the blood-red names on the tokens and gently let out a breath. After a long, long while, Big Black finally snorted. "Not too bad. At least they got to leave behind a name. We've seen far too many who left behind no information at all."
Two trails of tears ran from Little Black's eyes. He swiftly vaporized them, then shook his head as if it were nothing. "Exactly. We've seen plenty of dead people. We've seen the world, our hearts are hard as iron and stone. Hmph, it's only... only a few people dead, isn't it?"
Donkey tilted his head, looking at the densely packed identity tokens that blanketed the heavens and earth, as though they might fall and crush him at any moment. After a long, long while, Donkey finally lowered his head. A faint gray gloom flickered in his eyes as he softly murmured, "I miss you... you know that? I miss you... but I can't remember what you looked like anymore!"
A tear tinged faintly with blood fell to the ground, then