769. Learned

Baduo stood blankly in the midst of chaos.

There was no sky, no earth, no up or down, no near or far—only boundless chaos surrounding him.

"Where... is this?"

He reached out. His fingertips sank into the chaos. It felt sticky, like pushing his hand into half-dried mud, with an indescribable resistance and a trace of warmth.

"What is this stuff?"

He did not know what he was doing, nor what he should do, but his hands had already plunged into that chaos by instinct, stirring it as if trying to dig something out of the gluey mass.

His fingertips suddenly touched something.

The next moment, the chaos receded, and the sticky sensation vanished. In its place was a dim room.

And in the center of the room stood a Half-Demon!

Baduo's body moved faster than his mind. His center of gravity sank, his fists clenched, and he took up a fighting stance.

However, the Half-Demon did not move. He did not even look toward Baduo.

Confused, Baduo tried taking a step forward, and a miraculous scene occurred!

A ring of ripples spread from beneath his foot. The waves ran along the floor, finally converging on the Half-Demon and flowing into his cochlea.

Only then did the Half-Demon seem to notice Baduo, slowly turning his head.

"This is—"

Before any exchange could take place, the chaos that had retreated to the surroundings suddenly surged up and swallowed Baduo in an instant.

Baduo slowly opened his eyes, his vision gradually gathering from a blur. He found himself lying on a soft bed, covered with thick bedding.

The firewood in the hearth was burning brightly. Orange-red light danced across the walls, warming the entire room.

Several bottles of high-grade Healing Potion stood on the bedside table, their glass surfaces glowing amber in