Tonight, Mirai could no longer continue studying the mysterious red stone, because "he" did not have a habit of sleeping in. To keep his family from becoming suspicious, Mirai had no choice but to restrain his intense curiosity until the next day.
After a sleepless night, Hugh specifically told Bing Zi that he would not be having breakfast today because he had no appetite.
Like a thief, he quietly locked the door. Mirai could not wait to pour the mysterious red stone out of the water pouch.
Morning sunlight streamed in through the room's window. The window faced east, and this was when the light was at its clearest.
He picked up the mysterious stone again, taking a long time to examine it. Mirai squinted up at the sun.
Under the sunlight, the viscous liquid within the crystal-like red stone seemed even more obvious.
Yet after holding the stone up in the morning sun and staring at it for a long while, Mirai found no changes in the mysterious stone. His eyes, however, felt somewhat fatigued.
Unable to endure the pain in his eyes any longer, the instant Mirai lowered the red stone from before his eyes and his left eye faced the sun directly, a terrifying stabbing pain assaulted his brain.
"Ah!"
Hugh staggered back several steps, a pained expression appearing on his face as he hurriedly covered his left eye with his left hand.
The pain had come without warning, and it seemed to rise from within. It felt as if his brain had been violently struck in an instant, with all the pain concentrated at a single point in his left eye.
This was not the first time Mirai had experienced this sensation. A few days ago, when he, Bill, and Jack had been preparing to head