Both people infected with forbidden aura were in the Fortune Commerce Association. Was that a coincidence?
Or was the Fortune Commerce Association hiding some secret?
Bai Ye narrowed his eyes, looking through the window at Myriad Wealth Capital beneath the moonlight.
The faint silvery glow steeped the distant buildings in blurred silhouettes.
The forbidden domain, the White God... just what secrets were hidden here?
Why was the forbidden domain trying to devour me?
How could I break out of this predicament?
Two seconds later, Bai Ye withdrew his gaze. "Well, what's done is done. I'd better get some sleep first."
A god wouldn't ponder questions he couldn't figure out. If he couldn't figure them out anyway, why bother thinking about them?
A god wouldn't ponder questions he could figure out at a glance, either. They were too simple to waste his divine attention on.
And so Bai Ye lay down on the bed and fell fast asleep.
To mortals, perhaps he had simply drunk too much and wanted to sleep.
But from a god's perspective, an entirely different world would unfold.
This was called making peace with one's thoughts: not interrogating unsolvable mysteries, not dwelling on obvious answers, and letting go of even the trivialities floating on the surface, allowing the brain to fall silent and leaving consciousness an empty space undisturbed by questions.
In short-divine wisdom!
Within the Endless Deep Sea.
Bai Ye's consciousness kept sinking. At the bottom of the deep sea, nine eternal, unchanging black holes slowly rotated, their gravitational pull continually drawing his consciousness toward them.
"Thanks to you bastards, I've learned how to swim!"
He swam freely through the Endless Deep Sea every day. Of course he had learned to swim.
But as he swam, Bai Ye realized something was wrong.
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