“I…” The Sky Dog slowly steadied himself, letting out a bitter laugh before speaking. “What’s wrong with me? Didn’t I say… this thing is the result of generations of effort? How could it be solely my doing?”
“You mean ‘generations’…?”
“Follow me.” The Sky Dog instantly wiped the smile off his face and strode toward the dark silhouette in the distance. Zheng Yingxiong could sense the stench of fear emanating from him, growing stronger.
As the group neared the shadowy workbench ahead, the surroundings gradually revealed their true nature.
Even Yan Zhichun, Zheng Yingxiong, and Jiang Ruoxue—who had long preserved their memories—were at a loss for words to describe the horrifying scene before them.
Was that thing underfoot really an eyeball…?
Because they realized this eyeball had other eyeballs “grafted” onto it.
Those eyeballs were scattered haphazardly on the ground, easily mistaken for ordinary stones.
But upon closer inspection, they were deeply embedded in the earth, rolling wildly in terror, sending chills down everyone’s spines.
What kind of madman would think to “enlarge” an eyeball and then “graft” more eyeballs onto it…?
The Earth Dog had remained silent since entering this place, his face pale, as if layered with murderous intent.
The Sky Dog took two steps forward before suddenly stopping, turning back with a mysterious expression. “Do you know what ‘compound eyes’ are? Doesn’t this giant eyeball resemble one?”
Yan Zhichun’s face was icy, completely uninterested in engaging with the man.
“It’s fine if you don’t know. No need to linger here.” The Sky Dog’s voice trembled slightly. “These are all useless eyes, worthless…”
With that, he turned away and continued walking into the distance.
“He seems afraid of dying,” Zheng Yingxiong remarked.
Yan Zhichun nodded. The Sky Dog’s behavior was indeed strange—everything was proceeding according to his plan, so why would he fear death?
“This ‘sun’ is utterly maddening…” Lin Qin covered her nose with her hand. “Just as nauseating as this revolting place…”
The Earth Dog, trailing behind the Sky Dog, finally spoke up. “Sky Dog… has the ‘sun’ here always been like this?”
“Of course not…” The Sky Dog sighed. “This is ‘Paradise,’ after all. Under Qinglong’s control… the ‘sun’ here can be replaced.”
“Replaced…?” The Earth Dog murmured the word.
“If you’re unhappy with one ‘sun,’ just swap it out during the night.” The Sky Dog forced a faint smile onto his sorrowful face. “All you need is to ‘enlarge’ an eyeball and ‘suspend’ it, then add a ‘flash’ that only activates during the day… and voilà, you have a ‘sun.’ The earliest sun might’ve just been a glowing orb, requiring someone with ‘flash’ to control it constantly. But Qinglong’s vision was always ahead of its time… He believed turning the person with ‘flash’ into the sun itself would simplify the process.”
Silence fell over the group at the Sky Dog’s words.
“Later, they used people with ‘suspend’ or ‘enlarge’ to become the ‘sun’… And as ‘technology’ advanced…” The Sky Dog chuckled dryly. “It no longer mattered who they were or what abilities they had—they could just ‘graft’ the necessary powers onto their eyeballs. That opened up endless possibilities.”
Yan Zhichun glanced down at the ground, overwhelmed by an inexplicable sorrow. The owner of these eyeballs might’ve once been an ordinary “participant.” Now, she was suspended in the sky—perhaps still conscious, but with no one to hear her, her fate left to the unknown.
“People don’t care what’s above them—as long as it lights up the day, it’s the sun.” The Sky Dog shook his head. “To make it more realistic… in the morning, it can ‘flash’ while ‘suspended’… So to everyone, it looks like the sun rising, right?”
“And this is what you call a ‘masterpiece’…?” The Earth Dog’s voice was frigid.
“Isn’t it?” The Sky Dog stomped his foot. “Do you even realize what this is? It’s not just plants, bugs, or bears—this is a ‘sun’!”
“Then… what ability does the current ‘sun’ have?” the Earth Dog asked after a pause.
Zheng Yingxiong finally grasped the meaning behind the two words and whispered, “The stench of ‘Tracking’…”
“Yes, exactly—’Tracking.'” The Sky Dog nodded. “This is the culmination of ‘generations’ of effort. It’s not just Qinglong’s ingenuity—there’s also Tianshe’s technological prowess, and Bai—”
The Sky Dog hesitated, as if the words had caught in his throat.
After a long pause, he abandoned the thought and changed course. “Anyway, you’ve arrived at the perfect time. The conditions for the ‘Heavenly Moment’ are ideal.”
At the mention of “Tracking,” the Earth Dog’s expression darkened further. He followed silently behind the Sky Dog, as if already plotting something.
As they spoke, the group slowly reached the workbench.
Upon closer inspection, it was a peculiar table made of an unusual material, engraved with strange patterns—possibly stone, though it was hard to tell.
Like a small desk, it stood embedded in the vast, foul-smelling square.
On its surface lay rows of eyeballs, neatly embedded—five horizontally and five vertically. They lay there like buttons, resembling either a bizarre computer or an abacus strung with eyeballs.
The “device” bore signs of frequent use—some eyeballs stained with blood, others bruised.
“A masterpiece…” The Sky Dog laughed bitterly. “No matter who becomes the ‘sun’… as long as this device is ‘grafted’ onto them… everything proceeds like clockwork. Do you know which eyeball is the most ingenious?”
He grabbed Yan Zhichun’s arm—his hand now ice-cold—and pulled her toward the table, pointing at the central eyeball. “This one! Bai—I mean, someone—revolutionized the system by replacing the center eye with ‘Energy Storage.’ Do you know why?”
No one answered, but they could sense the Sky Dog was on the verge of tears.
“The—the benefit is that ‘Energy Storage’ unlocks infinite possibilities…” he stammered. “The ‘sun’ is already insane… No matter what ‘immortal technique’ is transmitted to her, she amplifies it endlessly. This power even surpasses the ‘Heavenly’ level—yet she remains completely unaware.”
He lowered his head and muttered, “Because of ‘Energy Storage,’ the ‘Heavenly Moment’ can be activated remotely, timed perfectly… even if the ‘Heavenly’ isn’t on the sun. How is this not a grand masterpiece?”
Yan Zhichun reached out and lightly touched the tabletop. It was warm—as if not just the “sun,” but even the table itself, was alive.
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