Chapter 328 - 163: This Is Clearly a Long-Range Cruise Missile

Chapter 328: Chapter 163: This Is Clearly a Long-Range Cruise Missile

"..."

Wang Mazi emerged from the cabin of the Flying Ship. Standing on deck, he gazed into the distance at the immensely vast, seemingly endless Deep Pit. The crater was so massive that, unless viewed from high in the sky, it was difficult to even recognize it as a pit.

This was their exploration target for the day.

Day broke. It was time to set off. He looked up at the sun overhead, staring intently, as if gazing at a lover’s face.

"Pavilion Master."

A subordinate beside him sidled up, followed Wang Mazi’s gaze to the sun overhead, and asked in confusion, "Pavilion Master, what are you looking at?"

"I’m looking at the sun."

Wang Mazi squinted, enduring the stinging glare as he studied the sun. "Tell me," he said, "do you think this sun is the same one we see on the Eternal Night Continent?"

"..."

The subordinate beside him was taken aback for a moment. He had never considered such a question. ’As expected of the Pavilion Master, his thoughts are so much deeper than ours.’ After observing it carefully for a while, he said with some hesitation, "I think... it’s the same one, right?"

"Then tell me this."

Wang Mazi paused before continuing, "Do you think this sun shines on other continents? That besides our Eternal Night Continent and the New Continent, there are other continents in the world?"

"Maybe other continents are also under assault from Ghost Objects."

"Maybe they’ve already been destroyed."

"Maybe they’ve already defeated the Ghost Tide and are rebuilding."

"Or maybe, like our Eternal Night Continent, they’re still locked in a bitter struggle?"

"Pavilion Master."

The subordinate was stunned for a long moment before scratching the back of his head and saying sheepishly, "All this talk is making my head spin. I’m not really that interested in whether there are other continents. How about we get back on track and figure out how this Deep Pit was formed?"

Wang Mazi didn’t say anything more. After a long while, he finally looked away from the sun, rubbing his sore eyes and muttering as he glanced around.

"Say..."

"Do you think the women on other continents look different from the ones on the Eternal Night Continent? That they have their own unique charms?"

"Jiangbei and Jiangnan are only separated by a river, but the women from each place have a completely different ’flavor’." 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ

"If they’re from different continents, wouldn’t the difference be even greater?"

"Hmm..."

The subordinate beside him suddenly adopted a serious expression and said in a hoarse voice, "Pavilion Master, I’m suddenly extremely interested in other continents. Maybe... maybe their skin color is different?"

"Could be."

"Completely pitch-black skin?"

"Now you’re making it sound a little gross... like you’re doing it with a Ghost Object."

"Alright, that’s enough."

"That would be thrilling! If they also had tentacles and fangs like a Ghost Object..."

"Shut up!"

Wang Mazi looked expressionlessly at his subordinate, who was already lost in his fantasy. He pointed toward the Deep Pit in the distance. "Set course! Today’s objective: explore the Deep Pit!"

...

The Flying Ship descended from the sky, pressing deeper into the Deep Pit.

The deeper they went, the more of the Deep Pit’s full expanse they could see.

Until, with only one hour remaining before eternal night fell, they finally reached the very center of this Deep Pit. It had taken them a full day of flying to get there. They judged it to be the center simply because it was the lowest point, with the terrain sloping upward in all directions like a funnel.

"Take us down."

Wang Mazi ordered the subordinate beside him cautiously from the deck.

He looked down at the Deep Pit below.

It was clearly not a natural formation. As they descended, the details of the pit came into view. Its walls weren’t rough rock strata; instead, they had the texture of black, glassy obsidian. Utterly bizarre.

Finally—

The Flying Ship landed at the bottom of the Deep Pit.

There was nothing at the bottom of the Deep Pit—no Ghost Bones, no Ghost Stones.

"..."

Wang Mazi cautiously stepped off the Flying Ship. Standing at the bottom of the Deep Pit, he scanned his surroundings. ’It looks insubstantial,’ he thought, ’but this ground is extremely solid.’

"Pair up."

"Scout the area."

Here, they had already lost contact with the Mortal Realm. He would send word back to the Mortal Realm after their exploration was complete.

...

「Three days later.」

"..."

Sitting on the City Wall, Chen Fan frowned slightly. Wang Mazi had been out of contact for three days, and he didn’t know if he had run into some kind of danger.

The rainy season had ended three days ago.

The mining operations on the New Continent were all proceeding normally. The only issue was that Wang Mazi had been out of contact for a long time. His last message before going silent said he was preparing to explore a Deep Pit.

He still hadn’t returned.

Just then—

A Sound Transmission Talisman from the New Continent relayed a message back through the several Signal Towers in the Undersea Tunnel. It reported that Wang Mazi’s party was on its way back. Everyone had returned safely, but Wang Mazi was somewhat weak, as if from starvation.

Chen Fan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

’As long as they came back alive, that’s all that matters.’

’I’ll wait for Wang Mazi to recover a bit before asking what happened. How could he have ended up weak from hunger?’

He then turned his gaze to the control panel of the Celestial Pillar, which was installed on the summit of Nameless Mountain.

-

Attracts lightning during the rainy season, gathering its energy to be unleashed when needed for defense or other purposes.

Attack range can exceed the encampment’s perimeter.

Upgrade to next level: Requires 10,000 Ghost Stones.

Current Stored Energy (100/100).

-

Last night, the Celestial Pillar’s energy storage had reached 100%.

He was ready to go see how powerful it was.

He descended the City Wall and walked toward the Nine-Five Dragon Carriage. A Maid hurried to follow behind him, holding up an oil-paper umbrella to shield him from the wind and rain.

Soon—

The Nine-Five Dragon Carriage burst through the curtain of rain and arrived at the summit of Nameless Mountain.

He looked up at the Celestial Pillar before him. It was hundreds of meters tall, standing on the summit like a pillar of the gods, radiating an imposing aura.

It wasn’t a cylinder.