By the time Liu Zhi came to his senses, he realized he had been moved to another space. It was filled with mercury-colored liquid, and he was submerged in it.
Liu Zhi had seen plenty in his time. He recognized it at a glance. "Plane Source?"
"It is the source, but only a branch of it. I can tell you know quite a bit."
This time, the voice no longer spoke inside Liu Zhi's mind. Instead, it echoed through the space. It was clear that the speaker wasn't in the best condition.
A branch? Liu Zhi looked up and saw that it really was. Every so often, a drop of silver liquid fell from the sky and landed on the surface.
It was clear that the liquid had been transferred from somewhere else.
Liu Zhi stood up, standing right on the surface of the silver liquid. He wondered whether he had been sent to this branch because the other party didn't trust him, or because this was the only branch available.
As Liu Zhi pondered this, a human figure rose from the silver surface. It hesitated, then finally took on the appearance of a man.
"Sit down. We can talk."
As the figure spoke, chairs and a table rose from the silver surface, along with a cup of tea that looked black.
"Please, have some tea."
Liu Zhi knew that Plane Consciousnesses were Big Bosses, no matter how down on their luck they were. Anything they offered was bound to be good.
So he didn't stand on ceremony. He picked up the cup and drank.
With one gulp, the black tea was absorbed into his stomach. Then Liu Zhi felt warmth spread through his body. His limbs filled with strength and became more nimble.
"An effect of +2 Strength and