There was no doubt that the thing before him, imitating a human, was not human at all—not even a living creature. It was merely imitating Lin Jun.
What was more, this thing had been dead for who knew how long. Lin Jun could even smell a rotten, decaying stench wafting from its body, a scent that only the passage of years could leave behind.
Lin Jun had not even sensed that scent on Yu Zhong. In other words, the thing before him might have existed even longer than Yu Zhong?
There were more and more of these old monsters.
"A living person? What kind of bullshit are you talking about? How could something alive possibly come here? This... huh? You, there's something wrong with you."
The thing before him suddenly stopped speaking. Its gaze grew increasingly grave as it stared at Lin Jun for a long while, as though it had discovered something utterly extraordinary.
"You really are alive? What's going on? Since when were living people allowed in here? Has the sky changed?"
The thing leaped up in shock, its movements wildly exaggerated, displaying its emotions without the slightest restraint.
"Come over here, all of you! Hurry over and take a look at what this thing is!"
After the man called out, Lin Jun soon saw a great number of bizarre, grotesque things gathering around him. How should he even describe them?
Lin Jun could not find the words. Naturally, he did not know how to describe things he had never seen before, but one point was certain: every one of the things before him was dead.
This space seemed to have intercepted all of their consciousness from before their deaths and preserved it here all this time.
"Eh, how strange. It really is a living thing... Sigh, this