Li Luo and Wang Chuan stood in the pitch-black space, neither of them speaking.
The silence lasted for a long time.
"He's taking a little too long," Wang Chuan suddenly said.
"Could something have gone wrong?" Li Luo asked worriedly.
"Perhaps."
Li Luo thought for a moment, then said flatly, "I'm going to help him."
But before she could act, Wang Chuan suddenly raised his hand.
"It's over," he said gravely.
"What's over?"
"Everything is over. The backpack has been destroyed..." There was a trace of relief in Wang Chuan's voice.
He rarely showed emotion, yet he let out a long sigh. The tension in his face gradually eased as well.
"He succeeded." Wang Chuan looked at Li Luo and said seriously.
Upon hearing Wang Chuan's words, Li Luo immediately looked around.
"Then why hasn't he come back yet?"
"Wait a little longer. He should be here soon..."
Before Wang Chuan could finish, a humanoid cluster of static suddenly appeared not far from them. The flickering noise resembled fireflies flaunting themselves in the darkness. When Li Luo saw the "Cube" at the top of the static, her tightly clenched hand slowly relaxed.
He was back. As long as he was back, everything was fine.
The static gradually solidified into a physical form, and Mo Ling stepped out from within it. Seeing the two people waiting for him, he froze for a moment before quickly walking over.
Li Luo immediately went up to him and examined his body.
"Did you encounter any danger?" she asked anxiously.
"No." Mo Ling hurriedly shook his head.
Li Luo was clearly still worried and wanted to circle behind Mo Ling to take a look, but at that moment, a white shadow suddenly poked out from his shoulder.
Li Luo froze when she saw the white