The Strange Sewer

The Mysterious Sewer lived up to its name. It really was mysterious.

Zhang Ping glanced at his own corpse, torn with indecision.

Should he test just how mysterious the Mysterious Sewer was?

Or should he keep eating Black Ice and see whether it gave him more abilities?

Truthfully, every new ability brought Zhang Ping a fresh spark of hope.

He wanted the people of every world to live better lives. He wanted those he cherished to be spared disaster. But he needed strength to make any of that possible.

That was why every new ability filled him with excitement and anticipation. He was like a father waiting outside a delivery room, anxious yet full of hope for the future.

After some thought, he used Psychokinesis to retrieve the Black Ice and put it in the Golden Treasury.

The Black Ice would not melt at all. After he had eaten it so many times, it had only shrunk by a ring. There was probably enough left for hundreds more meals; he could take his time eating it when he got back.

"All right, I'm off!"

Zhang Ping looked at Xiaoxiao and spoke with some reluctance.

Xiaoxiao rarely responded to him, but he knew that was because Xiaoxiao did not know how, not because Xiaoxiao did not want to.

Xiaoxiao was a good kid!

"If you run into trouble, you can... Forget it. I might be gone by then, and even if I wanted to help, I probably couldn't." Zhang Ping had meant to tell Xiaoxiao to find Su Jingyao in Mingzhu City. But Su Jingyao was not actually that much stronger than Xiaoxiao, so he could only speak helplessly.

Ultimately, he did not belong to this world. Once he returned to his own, this world would keep moving along its original