“I’m all set here, how about you?”
Sunday took a deep breath, then nodded.
“Mm.”
“Then come in.”
Sunday didn’t say anything more and simply followed Jiang Lin into the room.
After Jiang Lin saw Sunday enter, he locked the door from the inside.
Noticing Jiang Lin’s action, Sunday looked at him with a somewhat strange expression.
“Don’t misunderstand, I just don’t want anyone to disturb us.”
As soon as he finished explaining, Jiang Lin suddenly felt that it seemed even stranger?
Jiang Lin shook his head, then suddenly realized, wait, that’s not right? Why was he explaining?
Unable to think of an answer in a short time, Jiang Lin naturally assumed—he must have been infected by Star.
“I know, you actually don’t need to explain.”
Sunday spoke at this moment, interrupting Jiang Lin’s wild thoughts.
Sunday observed the room. Hmm, various strange instruments were piled up, some he had seen, some he hadn’t.
A few chairs, plus a simple bedroll on the floor, made up the entirety of the room.
“What should we do next?”
Sunday asked at this moment.
Jiang Lin, however, silently took out a strange rope and a small pill.
Sunday looked at Jiang Lin’s actions, his heart filled with questions.
“Eat this.”
Jiang Lin handed the pill in his hand to Sunday, while his other hand demonstrated how to tie his own wrist with one hand.
Sunday hesitated but still took the small pill.
After observing it carefully for a moment, as he expected, he didn’t notice anything strange about it.
“What? Afraid I’ll harm you?”
Sunday fell silent, then made some kind of decision, and directly swallowed the pill.
Instantly, Sunday’s vision went black, and it seemed like he was about to foam at the mouth, on the verge of collapsing unconscious on the ground.
Jiang Lin, quick-witted, immediately helped him to a nearby chair, while he sat opposite him.
From Jiang Lin’s perspective, this process was like Sunday putting on a mask of pain almost immediately after swallowing it.
It was as if he had been poisoned, foaming at the mouth, looking as if he was about to die.
But this was not actually due to any poison; it was purely because… it was too bitter!
It was a bitterness that could reach the depths of one’s soul.
Even the former Head of the Oak Family, who had seen much of the world, couldn’t hold it in.
After a while of dizziness, Sunday finally recovered.
“You did that on purpose, didn’t you?”
Sunday’s expression was displeased; his originally pale face now even had a touch of redness?
“Don’t mind these details.”
Jiang Lin avoided the main point, not wanting to dwell on the topic.
“Why didn’t you eat it?”
Sunday clearly didn’t want to let Jiang Lin off the hook and pressed him directly.
“I don’t need to.”
“Why?”
“I know more about this than you.”
...Ultimately, Jiang Lin successfully persuaded Sunday and escaped a predicament.
Sunday’s head ached a bit now; although it had just begun, he now immensely wished for it to end.
“What should we do next?”
Jiang Lin handed the other end of the rope to Sunday.
“This is?”
“Tie this to your wrist.”
“Emmm… there won’t be any other traps, will there?”
“Don’t worry, look, I’ve tied it too.”
Jiang Lin directly brought his right hand, which was tied with the rope, in front of Sunday.
Sunday’s eyes were sharp. He held Jiang Lin’s wrist and meticulously checked it several times. After confirming that it was indeed tied, he breathed a slight sigh of relief.
Under Jiang Lin’s expectant gaze, just as Sunday was about to tie it to his own wrist, he seemed to think of something and stopped his action.
“What’s wrong?”
Jiang Lin was a bit puzzled, but Sunday didn’t speak, merely silently gripped Jiang Lin’s wrist and tied a dead knot on Jiang Lin’s wrist.
“Is it really necessary?”
Jiang Lin was a bit speechless. Was he really so untrustworthy to Sunday?
“It is.”
Finally, under Jiang Lin’s gaze, Sunday finally tied the strange rope to his left wrist.
“Phew~ And then?”
Sunday looked at his left wrist, then at Jiang Lin’s right wrist.
But Jiang Lin didn’t answer. Sunday was a bit puzzled, looked up, and saw that Jiang Lin had already closed his eyes tightly, seemingly entering some kind of state?
Sunday instantly became alert, his nerves taut as a string.
But just as he was staring intently at Jiang Lin, without blinking, Jiang Lin suddenly opened his eyes.
“? What’s wrong? Is it over?”
Jiang Lin was slightly stunned and asked with some confusion:
“Huh? Why would you think that? It hasn’t even officially started yet.”
“Then what were you doing just now?”
Jiang Lin calmly said:
“I left a contingency, in case we both die here.”
“Is it that dangerous?”
“Who knows? When facing an Aeon, it doesn’t hurt to be cautious.”
Sunday nodded. This was understandable.
“Then when do we start?”
“Oh, it’s already started.”
Sunday: ???
“When did this happen?!!!”
Sunday was instantly startled again, his blood pressure soaring.
At this moment, he finally understood that negotiating with a genius who didn’t play by the rules could really make one’s blood pressure skyrocket.
“Just now, when you asked me what I was doing.”
“Then what do you need me to do?”
Sunday took a deep breath, forcibly pressing down his skyrocketing blood pressure, returning to his usual composed and calm demeanor.
“What you need to do… it’s hard to explain in a few words, but you’ll know what to do when the time comes.”
“Then what are we doing now…”
“Oh, you can do as you please. Of course, you can also chat with me.”
Sunday was stunned, then said with some uncertainty:
“Are you sure? Won’t this disturb you?”
“Don’t worry, it would be a greater loss if we failed later due to nervousness.”
Jiang Lin closed his eyes again at this moment, but his tone was full of composure.
He was already trying to communicate with the Path of harmony.
The look Hipe gave him back then not only gave him a piece of information but also something like a password.
It was hidden in the Light Cone ‘If one learns the Dao in the morning, one can die in the evening,’ and could be used by Jiang Lin at any time.
But Jiang Lin could feel that this “password” seemed to be a one-time use, but once he used this password to open the Path of harmony, whatever power he could gain from it would completely become his own.
After using it, there was no time limit; how much he could take depended entirely on his own ability!
“Alright, although I’m still not sure what I need to do, but…”
Sunday’s words suddenly stopped mid-sentence.
Because… he felt an extremely profound and pure aura of harmony from Jiang Lin’s body!
