Chapter 150 Mustard Seed Sumi

Am I... dead?

Li Pan, no, Li Heitu, stood alone on the meteorite, looking into the pitch-black void before him.

He could still remember the nuclear explosion that occurred after Li Xuehong seized the prosthetic body. But then his consciousness had directly transferred to this clone.

Now Li Heitu stood there alone, opening and closing his eyes, then closing and opening them again. But there was no sun or moon in the sky, nor any way to tell how much time had passed.

But whether it was Li Pan, Li Xuehong, or even from Li Qingyun's side, there wasn't the slightest response.

This world was utterly silent, lonely, and empty; devoid of anything.

Only Li Heitu was there, squatting in the crater, like a reef, staring into the dark abyss.

It was as if all the worlds, all the selves, were just a chaotic dream.

Like a stone, a person squatting too long, with a mind split, imagining in a dream.

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Wait, so were all those worlds just a dream?

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Aaaah!