Sinking.
Opening his eyes.
The same snowy mountain, the same summit.
The difference was.
There were no Snow Monsters here, only a short man hidden inside a thick, furry cloak.
"You, how is this possible!? You're just a fictional character! How could you come out of my imagination!"
The man screamed.
He scrambled backward, and a dark green book fell from his hands to the ground.
Ye Qiyan calmly walked up and reached down to pick up the book.
[Reality and Illusion] [A node connecting two worlds. Records events occurring within a certain area of another synchronized world. By consuming large amounts of mental energy, it can influence the reality of the other world to a certain extent.]
So this book was why those things happened in that world.
There wasn't much in the book.
The first few entries matched what the Three-Headed Man had said.
When the expedition team was on its way to the Third Supply Point, the once-neat writing turned into a crooked scrawl.
On the latest page, however, another passage of neat writing had appeared.
[Explorers have entered this world. They travel by train, seeking the most precious items within that space.]
"Is this talking about me?"
He looked up to see the short man getting to his feet, about to flee.
He raised his gun and fired. A bullet grazed precisely past the man's left ear.
"Ah!"
Blood drenched his cheek.
The man rolled on the ground in agony.
"Stay back! You, you're just a character in my imagination! You're just a fake! You!"
"Has he gone mad?"
Ye Qiyan shook his head and gave an order. The Raven Demon, which had been hovering in midair all this time, flew over the man and seized his shoulders.
"Ah! Put me down!