After repeatedly confirming that Windstorm showed no signs of changing for now, Ye Buyu summoned the Black Box that had brought them here.
She raised a hand and knocked on it, then tilted her head to listen.
"Kou Ying, can you tell what this thing is made of?"
Kou Ying leaned closer to examine it. When Kou Ying reached out for a closer inspection, the box bounced and rolled to Ye Buyu's feet.
What? What are you trying to do to a poor little vehicle?
"I can't tell, but it should be something formed from condensed energy. If you let me take it apart, I might be able to analyze something."
The box instantly leaped up, swelling and expanding to envelop them at incredible speed.
Like a delivery worker who had spotted a robber, it mustered all the speed it had ever possessed, frantically packed up the parcel the robber wanted, and tossed it into the passage.
Off you go!
"Hey, wait..."
Ye Buyu's voice was cut off by the pitch-black box. The familiar sensation of weightlessness swept over her again. Having learned her lesson this time, she lay flat on the floor to avoid being treated like a little white lottery ball and shaken into a complete mess.
A mysterious force pressed down on them like a heavy wall, leaving them unable to lift their heads.
"I give up. Can't you warn me first so I can get ready?"
Ye Buyu lay sprawled on the floor like a flattened cat, wanting to cry but unable to shed a tear.
"Stop yelling. We're all in the same boat."
Su Wuwei lay awkwardly on the floor, unable even to raise his head.
With his head turned sideways, Lou Guanshan lay pressed against the floor in an extremely bizarre position, his rear