The emptiness was pitch-black and lonely.
There were only occasional sparks of starlight in the distance. He didn't know what they were.
A huge rock was floating in space. No one knew where it went. There was an old man with white hair sitting cross-legged on the rock.
Not far away from the little old man, the outline of a round head and a round body floated in mid-air. It kept circling around the little old man. Its two small legs were crossed and it was resting its chin on its hands. It looked bored.
"It has been more than ten days. Why isn't he awake?"
Round Ball muttered uncontrollably.
The void was too lonely and it had to protect Wang Teng. It was boring.
Its attention landed on Wang Teng again and it started studying him.