"I died a long time ago?" Gao Ming laughed despite himself. He was about to speak, but countless thoughts flashed through his mind.
He had indeed died many times, but he had started over again each time, so even he did not know how to answer.
"What does it matter if I'm alive or dead? What matters is that I'm back now." The Blood City Ghost Markings on Gao Ming's body shone with dazzling color. "And I've brought them back with me."
Fu Shu stiffened his neck. "You couldn't possibly have escaped. That city was forgotten deep within the black fog, watched over by an unspeakable entity."
"You still won't believe it when the proof is right in front of you?" Gao Ming shook his head. He had no such reservations and asked outright, "What happened in Hanhai back then? Why did you say it was massacred over and over?"
"All I know is that there are thirteen Blood Cities in the black fog. Hanhai was destroyed by the other twelve. I don't know the exact reason. The only reason I know even this much is because of someone." No matter how hard Fu Shu tried, he could not remember that person's name. He was so anxious that he nearly bit through his lip. "He was the Savior who truly saved Xinhu. He wanted to bring Xinhu closer to Hanhai and create a new world where humans and ghosts could coexist. Unfortunately, he later went deep into the black fog and never returned. The Vast Sea Project became something completely different after that."
Gao Ming had heard about the Savior from many people already, but not one of them remembered his name.
"A world where humans and ghosts coexist? What a beautiful, naive idea." Gao Ming recalled everything he had