Lin Shen opened his eyelids with difficulty. The memory still lingers on the eighteen steep stone steps of Mount Tai, but now I am lying in the smelly mud. Three purple-red moons hung in the dark green sky, and a deafening roar of beasts could be heard in the distance. The air waves set off by the sound waves shook the humus and fell.
He fumbled and took out his phone. The screen cracked into spider webs but was still on - April 5, 2025, 17:23. It had only been ten minutes since he fell into the sea of clouds, but the severe pain coming from his right arm was terrifyingly real. Dark red blood scabs covered three deeply visible scratches, with a strange fluorescence glowing at the edges.
"No. 108." A hoarse voice came from behind the dead tree. The white-haired old man appeared with a bone staff, and his cloudy eyeballs glowed with blue light: "Every space shock will bring new people, but less than half of them survive three days." He threw half a piece of burnt black beast meat, "Eat it, food containing mirage can delay crystallization."
Lin Shen noticed that tree root-like crystals spread on the old man's neck, glowing with a faint blue luster under the moonlight. He suppressed his nausea and bit into the animal meat. The fishy smell exploded in his mouth instantly, and warmth surged in his stomach. The blood vessels under the skin suddenly became hot, and dense spots of light appeared in front of his eyes, as if the energy veins of the entire world were clearly visible.
"Oh?" The old man's bone staff paused heavily, "The first time I ate, I opened my eyes, which is better than the previous ones." His withered palm pressed Lin Shen's forehead, "Concentrate and imagine these light spots entering the Dantian."
Severe pain swept through his body, and Lin Shen felt like thousands of steel needles were piercing his bone marrow. The mirage under the humus layer rushed in crazily, and the old man staggered back: "Elemental affinity constitution? How is that possible!"
