Chapter 645: Chapter 5: Toptrous
Han Zhan sat upright in his seat, his mind racing with a storm of ideas.
The gaze of the blurred light shadow was still fixed on him, as if waiting for an answer.
What should I do?
But the "bird language" they speak, I don’t understand it at all!
If I open my mouth and they discover the flaw, what will happen to me?
With this in mind, Han Zhan felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, starting to regret if his initial decision was too reckless.
He thought being related to the [World Tree], there shouldn’t be any danger, but ended up in this situation as soon as he arrived.
Just as Han Zhan gritted his teeth, ready to make the best of a bad situation, he suddenly felt the gaze on him shift away.
This discovery allowed Han Zhan to breathe a sigh of relief.
At this moment, the other blurry light shadows at the bronze long table began to speak again.
Without exception, they all used a language Han Zhan couldn’t understand, even after initial "filtering," it was a series of sounds whose meaning he had no clue about.
This made him feel like he was enduring the agony of listening to a heavenly book.
However, relying on his extraordinary memory, he forcibly memorized all these incomprehensible dialogues in his mind.
Thus, he didn’t know how much time passed before the blurred light shadow sitting directly opposite Han Zhan suddenly raised its right hand.
With its movement, the fingertips of its right hand suddenly erupted in an incredibly dazzling golden light.
Being the first to be exposed to it, Han Zhan was almost blinded by the golden light.
What’s this? A sneak attack? Trying to blind me?
Fortunately, these persecuted delusions did not occur, and Han Zhan’s vision gradually adapted to the light before him, allowing him to see what was hidden within the golden light.
It was a golden sphere.
From Han Zhan’s perspective, it seemed more like a planet!
Composed of countless golden particles and lines, it fell from the fingertips of the blurred light shadow onto the bronze long table, seen by all present.
After this, it opened its mouth, and a grand voice echoed at the end of time.
"Toptrous!"
As it finished speaking, the other light shadows on the high-backed chairs also sat straight, looked at the golden sphere, and spoke together.
"Toptrous!"
Han Zhan controlled his starry body and shouted along with them.
Although he had no idea what this word meant.
Only then, the golden sphere reassembled, dissolving into golden particles and lines, disappearing completely.
The blurred light shadow sitting directly opposite Han Zhan met his gaze, nodded slightly as if suggesting something, and then disappeared from the high-backed chair in the next moment.
As its figure disappeared, the misty light on the backrest of the high-backed chair was completely extinguished, returning to darkness.
This scene occurred simultaneously on the other high-backed chairs.
Han Zhan realized, so the meeting was over, and everyone was going their separate ways.
Sure enough, in no time, the vast end of time, the bronze long table, was left with only him, sitting there all alone.
So here comes the problem, how do I get back?
As soon as Han Zhan thought about this, his consciousness suddenly plunged into chaos.
...
"Wake up."
"Quick, wake up!"
"We don’t have much time, wake up quickly!"
"Hoo—" Han Zhan abruptly sat up from his bed, instinctively rubbing his slightly swollen temples.
Am I... at home?
Had another nightmare, that voice again. Could it be that the scenes I experienced were just a dream?
Han Zhan slapped his forehead and quickly opened the Celestial Net forum to browse.
Finally, after flipping through the first page, he found the content he wanted.
It was a post by Shen Zheqi, who tagged him, describing a strange little tree found in the desert south of the Imperial.
Now, the post no longer had a "NEW" tag, but it still had "Essence" and "Hot" tags.
"It seems that what I experienced wasn’t a dream."
As Han Zhan closed the Celestial Net forum, he murmured to himself.
He rubbed his face in frustration. "What a dilemma!"
The commotion in the room attracted the attention of the Contracted Spirit Girls, and Shang Siteng was the first to appear at Han Zhan’s room door.
Han Zhan had every reason to suspect that the Old Priestess had secretly installed some nano-camera-like devices in his room.
However, with the Nuwa Stone having the perception of Heaven’s Origin, noticing Han Zhan’s state changes was nothing extraordinary.
Subsequently, Xia Youwei, Li Lingzhen, Gongyang Jin, Nuannuan, and Jiang Lingling all entered the room.
The once spacious room became crowded with the influx of six girls.
Especially where Li Lingzhen, Shang Siteng, and Gongyang Jin stood, it was particularly cramped.
"Ah Zhan, how do you feel?" Li Lingzhen asked with concern.
"Have I been asleep for three days?" Han Zhan responded.
He knew he had been asleep for three days because he saw Shen Zheqi’s post on the Celestial Net forum which was exactly three days old.
Li Lingzhen nodded, confirming his speculation.
"You disappeared in the Dark Pit for about three minutes, then reappeared."
"But when you appeared, you were in a sleeping state. I used the Creation of Living Beings ability to thoroughly examine you and found nothing abnormal."
The body was fine, just in a state of sleep.
Even with miraculous skill, the Creation of Living Beings was powerless in this situation.
Luckily, Han Zhan woke up by himself after three days of sleep, or else they would have been worried sick.
"Only three minutes?" Han Zhan was taken aback. He clearly listened to those blurred light shadows for what seemed like a long time—how could it just be three minutes?
Having experienced the City of Extreme Evil, Han Zhan considered one possibility.
Could the end of time mean that time becomes vague or even completely still there?
He thought this was highly possible.
"So you brought me home, right?" Han Zhan continued to ask, "By the way, about the little tree Fourth Brother found..."
"The little tree disappeared," Shang Siteng shook her head, giving an answer Han Zhan didn’t expect.
"After you disappeared and reappeared, the Infinite Pit vanished, along with the little tree that disappeared entirely in the desert without a trace."
"Fourth Brother searched for another two days, to no avail."
"It can be confirmed that the little tree indeed disappeared completely."
The little tree’s disappearance meant Han Zhan’s idea of entering the white vortex portal to return to the end of time was temporarily impossible.
While regretting and feeling disappointed, Han Zhan recalled the voice he heard again during his sleep.
His expression turned serious: "I think I need to convene an urgent meeting."
