I Am Your Natural Enemy

Nuriya shouldn’t be able to see what lies beyond the map, but she clearly sensed something amiss about this eerie place. So before dissipating, she specifically told Wen Yan about this matter, albeit under the guise of discussing the Potion Apple.

The next day, Wen Yan packed his belongings. Conveniently, he had already recorded everything valuable within the main city into his device.

Now, he went to find the Great Mage, under the pretense of going elsewhere to borrow books, so as to request the Great Mage to write several letters.

Maintaining his persona, he rode the Skeleton Dog, genuinely visiting various places to read and record books.

Members of other sects warmly welcomed him; after all, borrowing a few books, no one would refuse a brave soul riding a max-level giant undead.

After visiting all the sects, Wen Yan finally went to the Elves, where he heard about the matters concerning Sky City.

Naturally, Wen Yan, who resolved to read all the books here, rode the Skeleton Dog to this Sky City, which can only be reached by flight.

With the blessing of the Explosive Great Sun, the four-hundred-level max Skeleton Dog flew over here. Coupled with the Great Mage’s letter, the NPCs starting at level three hundred, reputed to be very arrogant and difficult to deal with, became approachable.

Wen Yan stayed here for a month, truly engrossed in reading, examining various records, and recording all sorts of things.

Above the world, the eyes of the Setup Man were red.

While Wen Yan rested at home, he indeed couldn’t see or find anything worth seeing, except for reading again.

Leaving the main city made Wen Yan quite nervous, but unexpectedly, he really went around borrowing books to read.

”Don’t bother, you won’t understand it; some people truly enjoy reading.

Books here may not be directly useful, but as references or directions, they’re perfectly fine.

There’s nothing wrong with liking to read; of course, you might not understand that.”

The Third Brave comforted the Setup Man, humorously chiding him.

Upon hearing this, the Setup Man couldn’t hold back anymore. He too had studied, he too desired progress. But certain things, even piled up over a million years, remain incomprehensible.

At the moment the Setup Man turned around, the Third Brave laughed even more gleefully.

He was already accustomed to bickering and arguing with the Setup Man here.

More importantly, he saw Wen Yan going somewhere, seemingly searching for something. He remembered that place seemed like the map’s boundary, a spot to bug out of the map.

Whether it was or not didn’t matter, he took it as light-hearted banter.

In Sky City, Wen Yan, riding the Skeleton Dog, finally found the point to leave the map.

Outside was a place modeled but couldn’t be normally exited, not even at the world’s edge.

He jumped down from a corner gap, squeezing out of Sky City’s map, Gray Cloth wrapped around his hand, the other end wound around the Skeleton Dog.

”Relax, it’s fine.” Wen Yan patted the Gray Cloth.

But at the other end, the Skeleton Dog grasped the Gray Cloth, suddenly a bit panicked upon seeing Wen Yan disappear beyond its view.

This feeling was even more abrupt than the last time; the Skeleton Dog was quite happy these days, not bothered to pick bones, just following Wen Yan flying around.

It struggled to see Wen Yan, only to find an impenetrable gap where Gray Cloth extended and vanished.

The Skeleton Dog, flustered and worried, recalled Wen Yan’s earlier instruction not to call out, not to attract others.

As Gray Cloth was about to slip away, the Skeleton Dog’s panic peaked, clutching tightly onto the Gray Cloth.

Then, from its massive eye sockets, a normal-sized, gilded dog skull flew out, biting onto the Gray Cloth, carried by it, plunging through the gap.

The dog skull was carried by Gray Cloth, landing into Wen Yan’s arms.

The dog whined softly, like an abandoned puppy, gripping the Gray Cloth with a determined bite.

Wen Yan, startled, patted the dog skull, laughing.

”I’m just handling something, not leaving for good. I thought you had replaced even your original dog head, turns out you’re operating a high-grade mecha.”

The dog skull whimpered, refusing to let go.

Why bring Gray Cloth but not it?

The Gray Cloth initially flicked twice, attempting to shake off the dog skull but seeing Wen Yan complacent, left the foolish dog alone.

The Gray Cloth took Wen Yan, continuously clinging to Sky City’s bottom, searching for places to leverage through, allowing Wen Yan to swing spider-like to the door.

Flying out again, the end of the Gray Cloth reached for the door, only to grasp at nothing, like catching a phantom.

Yet when Wen Yan extended his hand, the illusory door solidified instantaneously.

He seized the door frame, stabilized himself, and closely examined this door.

The sides of the door were identical, with no variance in which side it opened.

Aside from the red cross on the door, this time there was a label.

”Door of Bug, cannot be removed.”

An immovable bug required in the modeling; thus, it must be placed where others couldn’t reach.

Reaching out, he twisted the door frame slightly, easily opening the door.

Inside seemed like a room.

He stepped in, closing the door behind him.