Chapter 926 - 286: Wishing Tree

Han Zhan and the Big Golden Fur continued forward.

After discussing anchor points, Old Era Remnants, and the River of Eternal Darkness, their topic shifted to the relationship between Dawn and Yao Black.

"Are you mortal enemies?" Han Zhan asked from his perspective.

"Mortal enemies? No." Surprisingly, Dawn Number Two shook his head, denying that statement.

"Isn’t that the case?" Han Zhan was puzzled. When he attended the Bronze Conference, the Creator Gods expressed undisguised resentment towards Dawn, so their relationship should be quite poor.

The Big Golden Fur shook his dog head, his tone becoming enigmatic.

"Dawn does not deserve the title of mortal enemy, nor do they have the qualification."

"We are merely a group of people barely surviving."

"Yao Black is different."

At this, the Big Golden Fur paused.

His gaze lingered on the endlessly flowing River of Eternal Darkness.

"The cosmos transitions from prosperity to decline to complete destruction, going through many processes."

"The River of Eternal Darkness devouring the cosmos is a sign, and this sign is—Yao Black!"

Yao Black, destruction, the end.

The River of Eternal Darkness, devours the cosmos.

There seemed to indeed be a certain inexplicable connection between them.

Until now, when the Big Golden Fur pointed it out, some mysteries began to unravel slowly.

Han Zhan recalled the Bronze Conference he experienced, where every time a Creator God destroyed a planet, a red gem on a high-backed chair would light up.

And the most recent Bronze Conference, where the mysterious presence at the head of the long table was summoned by the gem.

Could it be that once again, the River of Eternal Darkness, which brings cosmic extinction, is about to descend?!

The Pot World, with its special space ability, forcefully held back a River of Eternal Darkness.

If a second River of Eternal Darkness appeared, would there still be a way to restrain it?

Han Zhan could not be sure, but most likely not.

"Yao Black reveres destruction, and for us, who should have perished in the last cosmic era, the Old Era Remnants, they naturally detest us immensely."

"Yao Black wants to completely annihilate Dawn, but they cannot achieve it."

Speaking of this, the tone of the Big Golden Fur lifted significantly, becoming slightly more cheerful.

"Even the Creator Gods are no match for Dawn Number One?" Han Zhan asked in astonishment.

Reflecting on it, even just one arm of Dawn Number One could contend with the Creator God Level World Tree.

Their power was indeed beyond doubt.

Moreover, the Pot World forcibly controls the River of Eternal Darkness, which is the root of cosmic destruction that can even swallow Creator Gods.

"The power of Dawn Number One is likely at the Creator God Level." On this point, the Big Golden Fur did not deny it.

"However, Yao Black’s Creator Gods are not easy to deal with; each of them is an absolutely powerful existence in the cosmos."

"The reason they cannot handle Dawn is largely because of the Pot World’s flexible trait, Space Transfer."

Dawn Number One is at the Creator God Level, coupled with the Pot World’s space mobility trait, equivalent to a Creator God skilled in space ability.

Flexible and difficult to kill permanently, it is only natural.

In other circumstances, it might at most only allow one Creator God skilled in space ability to survive.

But the Pot World can also contain all the Old Era Remnants, making the Dawn Headquarters set up here immune to the visits of Creator Gods.

This is the intricate relationship between Dawn and Yao Black, and after it was narrated, Han Zhan suddenly questioned his previous judgments.

Does Yao Black truly signify correctness,

and is Dawn absolutely wrong?

...

As the topic became once again heavy,

the Big Golden Fur had already led Han Zhan to a tree.

Han Zhan now had a slight shadow regarding trees.

Luckily, this was just an ordinary big tree.

The tree was lush and green, with branches extending outward and providing cover.

The Big Golden Fur led Han Zhan to this tree because it was the landmark of Dawn’s dwelling place and a frequent spot for the Old Era Remnants.

Han Zhan noticed that on this large tree, there were many wooden plaques hanging from the branches. Looking at these plaques, Han Zhan felt a familiar sensation of déjà vu.

"Could it be that..."

"That’s right, the Wishing Tree, it seems familiar, doesn’t it?"

The Big Golden Fur confirmed his guess.

Han Zhan walked to the tree’s base, looked up, and saw the plaques hanging at the tree’s top.

The content on the plaques, however, left him amazed.

:"Recycle old newspapers, weighing by the pound, one pound for a minor event anchor point."

:"Collect scrap, primarily black silk, secondarily other personal items, must be used old objects, ten items for a minor event anchor point."

:"Collect hard drives, requires over 10T of learning materials, one minor event anchor point."

"..."

Han Zhan indeed wondered what the survivors scattered across the new cosmos would desire and wish for if the universe were to be destroyed.

But when he saw these wishes hanging from the tree, he couldn’t help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

This really is...

Han Zhan expressed, "It’s hard for me to comment."

However, this interlude did indeed dilute some of the sorrow brought by cosmic destruction.

Aside from these rather eccentric wishes, there were also some normal ones.

Such as collecting "old photos" or "meat bones," and so on.

Contact information was left below each.

Rather than a Wishing Tree, calling it a Trading Tree seemed more appropriate.

"In the River of Eternal Darkness, all sorts of things can be fished out."

The Big Golden Fur spoke.

"Unlike the usual understanding of devouring, items devoured by the River of Eternal Darkness retain their original state until they completely exit the River."

This aspect was very similar to the time stasis effect of the Antique Artifact A Bright Lamp.

Listening to the Big Golden Fur’s explanation, Han Zhan nodded slightly.

"Do you have any items you want to wish for? If it’s a minor event anchor point, I can help you pay for it."

The Big Golden Fur generously asked Han Zhan.

As his destined child, Han Zhan had earned him many event anchor points.

And many of them were major event anchor points.

It was not surprising he could be so generous.

After pondering for a while, Han Zhan shook his head.

As he left the Wishing Tree, he caught a glimpse of some plaques hanging higher up.

"Anchor points are easy to get, but the homeland is hard to find."

"This unfamiliar cosmos does not belong to us; we are just homeless wanderers."

"I miss you."

"When can I go home?"

A breeze passed through, causing these plaques to clang lightly.

Han Zhan withdrew his gaze.

The things he wanted to wish for were inherently unobtainable.

He suddenly understood why the first plaques he saw were about trade and recycling, while these plaques were hung much higher up.

First, they were hung earlier; this tree grew from a sapling, so the earlier they were hung, the higher they appeared.

Second, because these wishes were unattainable.

Thinking of this, he asked the Big Golden Fur for a plaque, wrote down a sentence, and hung it at the lower part of the Wishing Tree:

"But proceed on the road ahead, don’t ask about the way back."