Trafford's Trading Club

Chapter 981: Chapter 25: In the Crevice

When Song Ying came to her senses, Luo Qiu’s figure had already completely disappeared into the endless abyss below. She wanted to stop him, but it was too late.

“Song Haoran!” Song Ying called anxiously to the only person she could rely on in this mirror world, “What should we do?”

“Wait.” Song Haoran said calmly at this moment and glanced at A Lai Ye, “Since even she has to obey Xiao… No, obey Luo Qiu’s orders, what do we have to worry about?”

“But this…” Song Ying still intended to say something.

But Song Haoran shook his head, signaling for Song Ying to quiet down… After all, as the elder, despite not always being authoritative, Song Ying helplessly nodded in the end.

She just gazed into the abyss, her worry growing more intense.

She… had many doubts, many questions she wanted to clear up.

Suddenly, Song Ying finally understood why Luo Qiu had no interest in staying with the Song Family… If he had such incredible power behind him, how insignificant must the Song Family seem to him?

Song Haoran suddenly walked over towards A Lai Ye, hands behind his back, the usually reckless Young Master Song appeared quite relaxed at this moment—not with his usual flippant demeanor when flirting.

“A^laya.” Song Haoran finally stood in front of A Lai Ye, smiled, and said, “This should be the Sanskrit pronunciation of the name A Lai Ye, right?”

The blue-haired, blue-eyed girl floated up, her body slowly rotating to face Song Haoran, yet she said nothing.

Song Haoran suddenly became so serious that even Song Ying felt this wasn’t her uncle. He said, “Can I keep my memory of this time?”

As soon as Song Haoran asked, Song Ying abruptly turned around. She had just remembered something A Lai Ye said… Everything would be erased, the rules would restart, and all related individuals’ memories would be altered.

[Denied: Request rejected. Matters concerning the mirror world and the sub-administrator must not be disclosed.]

It seemed Song Haoran had anticipated this response from A Lai Ye, so he wasn’t surprised and boldly said, “What if this is Luo Qiu’s request? Would you still erase our memories this time?”

A Lai Ye spoke slowly: [Denied: The origin authority has not issued any specific instructions.]

Song Haoran remained quite at ease, even chuckled, and said, “But how do you know he won’t give that command? You see, he’s not here for the moment, and neither you nor I can confirm this, right?”

A Lai Ye remained silent, the eerie blue light in her pupils faintly spreading again… as if she was thinking.

Song Haoran seized the opportunity and said, “Of course, I myself can’t be sure if he’d agree to this. I’m worried he won’t agree, while you worry he would.”

A Lai Ye suddenly said: [Denied: The origin authority has the right to issue any instructions to the sub-administrator. Commands are absolutely obeyed. Sub-administrator A Lai Ye, ID 003, does not experience worry.]

Song Haoran paused, then somewhat helplessly said, “So I’m the only one worrying unilaterally… But, for now, neither you nor I can confirm this, which is certain, right?”

A Lai Ye unprecedentedly nodded, [Agree.]

Song Haoran finally grinned, “So until he returns, at least until he returns, a decision can’t be made. For now, can we only maintain the status quo, isn’t that so?”

A Lai Ye didn’t speak.

Song Haoran seemed to have succeeded in his little scheme, his eyes slightly curving into a smile—yet unaware that Song Ying was actually worried to death… This wasn’t the harmless little girl you might see on the street, A Lai Ye possessed all sorts of incredible powers, even capable of creating people directly.

Song “Courting Death” Haoran… truly lives up to his name!

Song Haoran turned back to send a reassuring look to Song Ying, then continued looking at A Lai Ye and said, “There’s something I’m quite curious about… Among those Qiao An just now, it was mentioned that they’ve also met you in other spacetime. And you’re with a number, so can I assume in different spacetimes there are identical yous, just with different numbers?”

A Lai Ye did not respond.

Song Haoran just smiled, “Then can I assume this speculation is correct? Then, how many of you are there in total?”

A Lai Ye still did not respond, except this time, she added an action, extending her arm towards Song Haoran, and spreading her palm.

Song Haoran’s heart skipped a beat, but long used to big scenes, he had already developed the strong composure of remaining unfazed even when Mount Tai collapses before him. He asked softly, “Did I ask something I shouldn’t have? If so, I apologize and promise not to ask related questions again, how about that?”

Boom—!

A sudden blasting sound.

Song Haoran at this moment suddenly relaxed his hands behind his back, his expression changing slightly… The source of the blasting sound was his hands behind his back… the phone in his hands.

Song Haoran saw the phone already shattered into its components, the fragments scattered on the ground, and his smile instantly turned into a wry smile.

Who says little girls are easy to deceive?

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There was no light here, no visible luminary, yet one could see clearly, though everything was tainted with a dark hue.

Sound seemed transmittable here, yet air did not exist, portraying a wholly vacuum state—more remarkably still, within this vacuum environment, the human body did not feel pressure, nor suffer from breathing difficulties.

In fact, there was no need to breathe here, existing quite well… Because time as a concept does not exist here.

A fissure between dimensions, a place where time perpetually halts.

Since falling from the abyssal entrance of the mirror world, Luo Qiu had let his body free fall downward all along… Though time didn’t exist here, personal perception remained.

At this moment, the count in Luo Qiu’s mind had reached two hundred and three.

He finally ceased falling, now standing with both feet atop a piece of floating barren land in this seemingly rootless dark space.

If the obstruction of the mirror world’s direct connection to Luo Qiu and the club was akin to inserting a sponge in signal transmission, then in this dimensional fissure, the obstruction was like adding two sponges.

Nonetheless, the signal was still nearly full, so there was nothing to worry about.

“It should be here.” Luo Qiu looked upward to the place above his head—he had descended vertically, landing in this place, so whoever fell from the steel platform should be at this position.

Of course, if the existence of this dimensional fissure constantly shifted, then the situation might change.

Luo Qiu attempted to observe the surrounding environment, then suddenly looked toward one direction, “Is it this way.”

He intended to proceed to the direction he looked, yet at this moment, behind Luo Qiu, a massive figure suddenly appeared!

There was no light here, only visible things, so shadows didn’t appear; otherwise, Luo Qiu would have been covered by the gigantic shadow of this figure.

Luo Qiu turned around, realizing something.

At the same time, a tremendous roar emerged, revealing a monster dozens of times larger than extinct dinosaurs… Its appearance resembled a Western skeletal dragon from fantasy novels, but its body—especially its exposed bones—held dark brown muscle tissue.

Within its triceratops-like skull, a massive bloody mouth opened wide, emitting the sound.

Moreover, behind this gigantic monster were countless similar creatures—albeit much smaller in size compared to this massive beast.

However, they were densely packed, seemingly endless, and invoked even more fear than the immense monster… The sheer quantity seemed to overwhelm the quality.

“Are you the creatures of the dimension rift that A Lai Ye mentioned… Void Primordial Demons?” Luo Qiu looked up and examined them.

The structure of these creatures was extremely bizarre, giving him an indescribable feeling—this was Luo Qiu’s first time entering the dimension rift, and he had little understanding of everything here.

But when he stepped into the dimension rift, there was a sensation as if he had entered the third basement of a club, the room where the altar was located.

Similar, yet different, with a very subtle feeling.

But now was not the time to ponder these things, because the target of the immense monster ahead and those countless small monsters behind it was probably Luo Qiu himself.

“Calm down, I’m just here to find a few people.” Luo Qiu said calmly at this moment.

The huge monster in front of him suddenly roared—its massive bloody mouth extended quickly, and with one bite, it could sever Luo Qiu’s body in two.

“I said calm down.”

Like a video being paused, the enormous monster remained in its wide-mouthed stance… But it suddenly froze.

This situation lasted for nearly ten seconds, from a psychological perspective—time didn’t seem to flow here; the only way to estimate time was through personal perception.

It slowly retracted its neck and then began to retreat step by step.

Soon after, the immense monster had moved a considerable distance away from Luo Qiu—due to its massive size, each step covered a great distance!

Once the giant monster moved far enough away, it lay directly on the ground and fell into a deep sleep—at this moment, the enormous monster’s body began to undergo changes.

Its entire body seemed to transform into rock, and the small monsters in the air above began to descend, one by one, onto the gigantic monster that had become a stone mountain.

They clung to the massive “stone mountain,” also transforming into various small rocks of different shapes.

From a distance, it only looked like a nondescript stone mountain, with no indication that ‘it’ was once a terrifying and gigantic monster.

“I’m just looking for a few people; once I find them, I’ll leave.” Luo Qiu looked at the massive stone mountain in the distance and said calmly, “I’ll probably leave from this spot too, so please remain quiet for a while longer,”

But the ‘stone mountain’ seemed to have genuinely turned into stone, making no further sound.

“Well, I won’t disturb you then.”

Luo Qiu turned around and, with a slight effort, jumped, making his body leap away from the floating wasteland.

“Is there almost no gravity here either…”

And with that, Luo Qiu disappeared from the wasteland.

Not long after—due to the absence of time here, one could only rely on feeling, so not long afterward, two figures slowly descended onto this colossal floating wasteland.

A man and a woman.

The man appeared to be about thirty, with dark skin and a robust physique that imposed significant pressure—while the woman exuded a delicate aura all over, a seductive presence in her every gesture.

“This should be the place… The fluctuations that were just sent.” The woman observed her surroundings, “Judging by these fluctuations, it must at least be a complete-level Ancestral Void Demon.”

The man nodded while also scouting the surroundings, “Isn’t this the deserted region within the rift? How could there be a complete-level Ancestral Void Demon here?”

“Who knows?” The woman stretched lazily.

Not only her delicate aura but this languid demeanor also fully stimulated the male instinct—even the male companion beside her slightly averted his gaze.

The woman softly covered her mouth with a fingertip, spring colors flowing in her brows, “Oh my, to think that the world-beloved King Solomon could be shy.”

The man… Solomon, at this moment, frowned slightly in dissatisfaction.

But his gaze quickly landed on a giant stone mountain on this floating desolate land, Solomon quickly stated, “Daji, jokes will have to wait for another time… The target has been found.”

With that, Solomon leapt, landing directly in front of the gigantic stone mountain.

The woman smiled slightly, watching the man’s departing back before yawning languidly once more, “Such an unromantic man… Makes one long for the past. Zhou…”

She quickly shook her head, acknowledging that her thoughts were unrealistic—even though time was frozen in this place, it could not flow backward.

She also jumped lightly, soon arriving beside Solomon. But at this moment, Solomon stood before the massive stone mountain, motionless, seemingly deep in thought.

“Seems like it’s an expert in hiding.” The woman… Daji, raised her head and looked towards the top of the ‘stone mountain’, “Could it often disguise itself as a mountain and hunt? If that’s the case… Solomon?”

She frowned, gazing at her companion, only to find he too was deeply frowning, staring intently at the ‘stone mountain.’

“Solomon, what’s going on?”

“It’s scared…”

Solomon placed his hand on a ‘rock’ at the bottom of the mountain and turned to look at Daji, “Without a doubt, it’s trembling… As if it’s afraid of something.”

Finally, this extremely delicate woman gasped in surprise, because she knew that Void Primordial Demons were emotionless creatures, driven purely by instinct.

So, what could cause a high-level existence among Void Primordial Demons, a complete Ancestral Void Demon, to feel fear, even tremble…

“And what’s even more amazing is…” Solomon said gravely, “I’ve touched it, yet it hasn’t reacted at all… Daji, have you ever seen such a well-behaved Ancestral Void Demon?”

“Perhaps… It’s only comparable to the mount beneath the lord between the Thrones.” Daji looked moved.