The entire universe was in constant turmoil and human consciousness was a glimmer of light produced in a transient stability. A story took place in the book but the book was burned by fire. The frequency of the magnetic field was like cold air and could resist that fiery heat. His frequency turned the paper into asbestos, keeping it alive in the fire.

However, the flames were still burning. The unknown fluctuation and the unpredictable upheavals would come again. Perhaps at hotter temperatures or in completely strange forms. Maybe it was the next second and maybe 10,000 years. But—

It didn’t matter. All of them had received an end they couldn’t expect.

He leaned against the car and smiled at Lu Feng. Lu Feng leaned over and kissed the corner of An Zhe’s eyes. Then he turned to one side and started to calibrate the compass and navigator.

He fiddled with the compass and navigator while An Zhe continued to read through his information, which was almost the same as before. After five minutes, he had completely read all of it and clicked the lock screen button.

At this time, Lu Feng also finished his work. They came from the south. There was a lake in front of them, a dense forest to the east and a swamp to the west.

“Where to go?” Lu Feng asked.

“I don’t know.” An Zhe’s attitude was a bit pessimistic.

Lu Feng suggested lightly, “To the east.”

“Why?”

Lu Feng put aside the navigator and explained, “I don’t know where your cave is but I know where I saw you for the first time.”

It was okay not to say this. The moment he said it, An Zhe’s mood became completely bad. He looked up at Lu Feng, eyebrows furrowed slightly and eyes red like he was about to cry. Lu Feng felt a rare moment of helplessness and reached out to hold An Zhe’s face. “What’s wrong?”

“You don’t like me at all.” An Zhe frowned.

“I like you.”

An Zhe raised his voice. “Then what about my spore?”

Lu Feng hadn’t mentioned his spore to him at all. This man was so far previously so An Zhe didn’t dare ask. He could only find news materials in order to figure out where the inert sample went. However, it was nowhere. It wasn’t until he turned to the end that he saw something about an ‘inert extract’ and there was a photo of a glass bottle with a spore the size of a jujube pit.

Now Lu Feng kept his mouth shut and the spore was nowhere to be found. There was only one possibility. It was raised to death.

Hearing this sentence, a smile appeared in Lu Feng’s eyes. An Zhe was so angry that he couldn’t sleep properly.