Whether they were items for contacting others or cursed tools for locating themselves, the two of them tried every single one.
The results were exactly as they had expected.
None of the items worked at all. This included the Name Inquiry slip Wu Heng had provided, which they had also used.
And Wu Heng, who had returned to reality once, had not sensed any continuity either.
The Land of Absurdity was simply boundless; there was no way to establish contact with them at all.
Spirit Sacrifice put away the reusable items. They would need to be returned to their owners later.
He gave a bitter smile. "Old Rain, this is bad. Even though I was prepared for it, it's still hard not to feel disappointed when these things really don't work after we tried them!"
"I don't even know whether to call us lucky or unlucky."
"If we're lucky, then why were we dragged into this bizarre Bleakscape and encountered that terrifying great aberration?"
"If we're unlucky, then we found this thing. This is Deep Blue Star's hope!" As he spoke, he reached out and patted the thing beside him, producing a series of bang bang sounds.
"What do you think, Old Rain?"
"Careful!" Just as Night Rain was about to speak, he sensed something strange beside him. The instant he shouted, Spirit Sacrifice moved as well.
The two of them tacitly carried the object and instantly left where they stood.
Despite their extremely swift reaction, a corner of Spirit Sacrifice's clothes and half a shoe sole were still left behind.
Within the rippling invisible shadows, they were shredded until nothing remained.
They had truly vanished completely.
In the material world, matter did not decrease on a microscopic level. Even when wood was burned into charcoal and turned to ash—