Chapter 208
After passing through layers of obstacles, Rong Yuan arrived at the core area of the spacecraft, and the vision in front of him suddenly became clear.
The black fog that permeates the entire Liukasao is very rare only in this area, so light that it is almost invisible.
The name on the doorplate outside the core area was simple: [Central Room]. The room was a very wide hall, 20 to 30 meters high. There were more than a dozen huge jars around, each nearly 20 meters high , and four or five people couldn't hug them. They were filled with rose-red liquid, and small bubbles kept bubbling up from the bottom. There seemed to be something in the center, but it was not clear.
Rong Yuan could sense that there was a kind of obscure and awkward life fluctuation in these jars, as if something was being nurtured. But that kind of fluctuation did not contain the joy and expectation of new life, but instead was like a series of hoarse cries of grief.
Above the head, there are countless crisscrossing pipes, some as thin as a girl's fingers, and some as thick as the trunks of thousand-year-old trees. It looks very messy at first glance, but if you stand in the center and look up, it looks like a magic circle outlined in a fantasy work, with a sense of orderly, mysterious and gorgeous.
Rong Yuan was careful not to damage any of the structures. He looked down and saw that the black thread on his little finger was still floating, stretching forward, passing between the two giant jars, and going around to the back.
Rong Yuan walked over and went behind the jar, only to find that the black silk thread was wrapped around another jar and extended to the diagonal opposite side.
So Rong Yuan walked over again and found that the silk thread had been wrapped around several times and hidden behind a jar in the distance.
He suddenly felt something strange.
After following the black silk thread around twice, Rong Yuan was sure that the person pulling the silk thread was avoiding him!
The strange thing was that the man was clearly in the center room, but Rong Yuan could not sense his presence at all - he could not hear his footsteps, breathing, or heartbeat, could not see his figure, and could not see the light of his soul.
If it weren't for the black thread, Rong Yuan might not be able to find that person even if he searched all 18 floors. Just from the perspective of this invisibility ability, it was something he had never seen before.
The man obviously didn't realize how Rong Yuan found him, otherwise, he should be able to cut him off on his own initiative. If so, Rong Yuan would not only be unable to find him, but also have to be careful that he could attack from any direction at any time!
This negligence is not incomprehensible, nor is it because the person was too careless. After all, even in the center room there was a faint black mist, and such a black thread thinner than spider silk should be like a hair on an ordinary person's body to that person. Who would check one by one to see where their hair fell?
At the same time, it was also because that person was hiding far away. If he was closer, he would have discovered Rong Yuan's tricks long ago.
——So, why should he hide?
He didn't know that Rong Yuan had the means to detect his direction, and this man's invisibility skills were unparalleled in the world. If he decisively attacked Rong Yuan from the beginning, Rong Yuan might have been tricked no matter how cautious he was.
But as soon as he started...he hid.
Rong Yuan thought about it and stopped following the black thread. He walked calmly to the middle of the hall, lowered his hands naturally to relax the other party's guard, looked in the direction where the man was hiding, and asked, "You are Liu Ka, right? Are you afraid of me?"
The man was startled and hurriedly hid behind a jar in the distance, running from one burrow to another like a frightened rabbit.
Rong Yuan sensed it carefully, but still could not feel any obvious fluctuations. Even the air was not disturbed by his actions.
Unfortunately, the black thread is invisible and intangible, and ignores any obstacles. In Rong Yuan's hand, it always points firmly to its original owner.
Rong Yuan turned his head as if he could see the man, stared in his direction, and asked, "Why did you hide? Why didn't you take the opportunity to attack?"
While he was talking, the man had already changed direction and hid. He should know that his actions were meaningless, but he still stubbornly hid from Rong Yuan's sight.
Rong Yuan was silent for a while, then looked up at him and asked, "Do you know me?"
The man hid again.
Rong Yuan asked: "Do you know who I am? Do you also know my abilities?"
The man was still hiding in a hurry.
Rong Yuan asked: "So... you don't dare to show yourself because I know you too? Who are you?"
This time, the man did not change his position.
For a while, the central room fell into silence.
Invisible pressure condensed in the air.
Rong Yuan stared at the jar opposite him, as if he could see the invisible man behind it. In the past, everything was visible to him, but now it seemed that there was only air in his perception.
Yet he felt as if he could see the man huddled behind the jar, motionless.
A terrible guess gradually surfaced, but Rong Yuan was unwilling to believe that possibility.
If his guess was true... if everything was just as he thought... then he, Rong Yuan... the person opposite him... and everything in this... how pathetic would they be!
Rong Yuan slowly moved his gaze to the huge jars around him.
He sensed it again, and the fluctuations coming from the jar were no different from before, still obscure, weak, and sad.
He closed his eyes and suddenly felt a little dizzy.
It was undoubtedly a big mistake to show up in this state . If that person - that person should be the one who called himself Liu Ka - if he took the opportunity to attack, he might be able to seriously injure Rong Yuan at this moment.
But he didn't.
That person is like an ostrich with its head buried in the sand, pretending that it can't see or hear anything, hoping that as long as it hides well, things will get better.
Rong Yuan, however, could not pretend to be deaf and dumb like that man. He only allowed himself to escape for a few seconds before regaining his calm and indifferent attitude.
It’s not because he is so powerful that he is invulnerable, but because he has long been accustomed to facing the worst outcome.
"You're afraid of me, so why don't you leave?"
He kept circling behind these jars. If it wasn't to set a trap for him, then it was because he couldn't leave.
"Did you see me destroy your Ochi system before?"
The surrounding black fog all trembled in unison, and the black fog in the central room suddenly became thicker, but it was cautious and did not approach Rong Yuan.
"So... you stayed here to protect these jars?" Rong Yuan tilted his head slightly, his eyes cold as he said, "Are you afraid that I will destroy them too?"
The black thread jumped and changed direction. The man seemed to have rushed out from behind the jar, wanting to deny it but not daring to approach.
Rong Yuan felt like a bad guy who forced a good woman into prostitution.
He looked at the empty place where the thread pointed and said slowly: "Speak! Or... do you want me to make you speak in this way?"
He swung his right hand violently, and the force of the string flew out of his hand, creating a crack that instantly rushed towards a jar on the side. The crack was invisible, but it completely cut the air!
"don't want!"
The man yelled, and the black thread trembled violently. He seemed to pounce right in front of the crack, but the crack passed through him unhindered and hit the side of the giant jar, leaving a long and thin crack on the wall. The broken edge was as smooth as a mirror.
Rong Yuan lowered his eyes and clearly heard the other person's extremely nervous breathing and the sound of his long sigh after relaxation.
Just as he expected, the usually indestructible force of the string seemed to have no effect on the man.
Wandou was right to worry before, this was the first time Rong Yuan really met an opponent. In other words, if it weren't for that person's inexplicable scruples and evasive attitude, Rong Yuan would not only not be able to control the situation, but might even be completely suppressed by him.
But Rong Yuan did not feel fortunate, instead he felt even more sad.
Wandou had no idea what he was thinking at the moment. Seeing that the string force didn't work, he was already shocked. He quickly whispered in Rong Yuan's ear: "Rong Yuan, Rong Yuan, this guy is so dangerous, let's leave now!"
Rong Yuan didn't answer, but just pressed it, his eyes never leaving the direction indicated by the black thread.
The man thought that Rong Yuan could indeed see him, and was afraid that Rong Yuan would really destroy the jar that he regarded as his life. Seeing that he had been exposed, he no longer hid and revealed his figure.
It was a man wearing a black protective suit, who looked like a sturdy man, slightly shorter than Rong Yuan. Although the protective suit covered his entire body, he still didn't dare to face Rong Yuan's gaze, and turned sideways to him, covering his head and face with his hands, looking evasive.
Rong Yuan looked at him carefully, and could not find any features similar to those of the people he knew in the past. Even though he was standing in front of him, he could not feel any fluctuations, as if he was actually in another dimension.
But somehow, he felt like he knew who the other person was. The name was just under his tongue, but he couldn't find it for a while.
After a long silence, Rong Yuan sighed and said, "We haven't seen each other for so many years, and you don't even want to say hello?"
The man shrank like a flying squirrel, and glanced at him cautiously from behind his goggles. He looked so frightened and helpless, as if he was a freshman facing the director of the political and educational department.
He lowered his head, grasping his clothes nervously with both hands, and whispered hesitantly: "I'm sorry, captain, I..."
Hearing that distant name that seemed to have died in time long ago, Rong Yuan closed his eyes and felt that the entire world's great malice was roaring towards him!
From the moment he woke up on Prison Star until now, he seemed to have been entangled with his past. Fighting hard and struggling to break free, he only fell from one hell to another, but there was not a moment... not a moment... Rong Yuan hated his fate so much!
Why...it's really you!
