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It was unimportant that a segment had already been severed before, and during this time, he had no idea how long it had been. According to the timer, he and Xiao Hei had been traversing the Confused Land for ten days. During these ten days, Xiao Hei was excited, while Mo Wen grew increasingly worried. He did not share his discoveries with Xiao Hei, who seemed oblivious to the anomalies. Mo Wen had become accustomed to the disappearing scenery; as time passed, the frequency of such occurrences increased. This was one of the phenomena of the Confused Land, capable of inducing hallucinations. Whether these were indeed hallucinations was uncertain even for those who had narrowly escaped, but the scenery did not exist, thus it was categorized as an illusion.
Suddenly, Mo Wen halted Xing Zhou. He heard a familiar sound in the distance—a howling noise that signaled the arrival of a Lava Storm. Could it be that another Lava Storm was coming? Impossible! The last one had just subsided; there couldn't be a second so soon. Mo Wen shook his head, trying to clear his mind, but the howling grew louder, and a massive wave appeared in his line of sight. Mo Wen froze, his breath caught in his throat as he watched the wave crash toward Xing Zhou. There was no escape; he simply closed his eyes, hoping this was all an illusion.
“Boss, why did you stop?” came Xiao Hei's voice from the Divine Sea. Mo Wen opened his eyes to find no giant wave before him—only Xiao Hei standing at the bow of the boat with a puzzled expression.
“Xiao Hei, didn’t you see anything?” Mo Wen frowned. Was it possible that Xiao Hei hadn’t been affected?
“I saw lava everywhere; I almost wanted to jump in for a bath,” Xiao Hei replied.
“Stop joking; I’m serious.”
“Boss, you’re wronging me! It’s all lava here; there’s nothing else! What I said is true.” Xiao Hei looked confused by Mo Wen's demeanor.
“Did you hear any sounds?” Mo Wen found it hard to believe that he was so heavily affected while Xiao Hei remained unaffected.
“Nope. Boss, what’s going on? You look unwell; your face is even darker than before.” At Xiao Hei's words, Mo Wen’s face darkened further—after years without a bath, how could it not be dark? He silently complained. Moreover, this guy had been saying since he woke up that he had turned darker and insisted on calling himself Big Black, claiming it suited his boss's identity better.
“Really?” Mo Wen remained skeptical.
“Really! I swear I didn’t hear or see anything because I didn’t listen or look.” Xiao Hei spoke earnestly, nearly swearing an oath.
“…” It seemed this guy had fallen asleep again.
“Boss, I promise I’m not asleep! I’ve been paying attention to what’s ahead.” Seemingly seeing through Mo Wen's doubts, Xiao Hei quickly added.
“Then tell me what you noticed.”
“I smelled something strange.”
“Smelled!?” Mo Wen was surprised; that was possible too!
“Yes! I felt uncomfortable and closed my senses; sure enough, the discomfort disappeared, and then I smelled that scent.”
“Why didn’t I smell anything?” Mo Wen also closed his senses and sniffed around.
“It’s in that direction! Boss, you have to believe me.” To prove he truly detected something, Xiao Hei pointed in a direction—the very direction from which the massive wave had approached moments ago.
“Alright! You keep smelling it; we’ll head that way.” In the end, he chose to trust Xiao Hei. First, his own senses were severely compromised and could not make an accurate judgment. Second, Xiao Hei’s current innocence meant he must be speaking the truth.
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