From Under One Person: Sincere Journey Through the Heavens

The gates were wide open, and Mark encountered no obstacles. He felt a blur before his eyes and left the plain covered with mana flowers, returning to the familiar mountain-shaped maze.

But Mark, panting heavily, immediately realized the difference—

The moment he entered the area, all sorts of noises arose.

There were human voices, all sorts of languages ​​intertwined, the content of which was so mixed that it was impossible to understand what they meant.

There was the rumbling sound of gears turning, so loud that one couldn't help but want to cover their ears;

There was a crackling sound of electricity, or like the howling of ghosts.

Before Mark could recover, he noticed two mechanical arms wrapped with Soul Bud tentacles extending from either side of his face, as if to play a "guess who I am" game with him.

Swish!

At the critical moment, Mark used his hands and feet to scramble and dodge the monster's embrace. He stared at the monster and revealed a secret in his heart: "Mo Chen hates cheese."

Seeing the monster turn its head, Mark gasped for breath, trying to calm himself, thinking to himself, "For every secret I reveal, or anything I know, I get forty-nine minutes of peace..."

I have many unimportant secrets and things hidden in my heart...

Was she certain that I wouldn't get out and would become a complete part of her?

After resting for ten minutes, Mark regained his composure and slowly got up. As he walked forward, he listened to the various mixed noises and vaguely heard a relatively clear shout.

[Return to me!]

After hearing this sentence, Mark sneered, ignored it, and dismissed all distractions, searching for the exit in this labyrinthine maze filled with all sorts of disturbing noises.

During this time, he encountered the monster twenty more times, revealing twenty secrets about Mo Chen before leaving the area.

What appeared ahead was a ruin similar to the one he had seen within his own spiritual seed, with a complex network of paths and pairs of eerie green eyes emerging from the shadowy corners—

Devouring Beast!

A large number of pan-generative Devouring Beasts!

Snake-dogs, spiky eels, earth-roaring beasts, and baby-bearing beasts all bared their fangs at Mark.

Mark didn't linger. He climbed up a dilapidated high-rise building near the road, and with nimble hands and feet, he reached the top in less than a minute.

Looking around, there were no mountains or rivers in sight, only an endless desert behind and abandoned city buildings in front.

At the very center of the city stands a towering, twenty-four-story tower, entirely black, standing straight and upright like a human spine.

Such obvious features must be related to the next area of ​​the winding maze!

With a direction in mind, Mark glanced at the Devouring Beasts swarming up like ants below the building, then focused his attention on a building about twenty meters away that was roughly the same height as the one he was standing on. He retreated seven or eight meters, used his running momentum, and leaped onto the roof of the building, landing directly on the top of his target building.

Looking back at the Devouring Beasts, Mark noticed that the monster had appeared where he had been and was making the same running motion. He was speechless. The moment it leaped into the air, it revealed one of Mo Chen's secrets once again.

Swish!

The monster seemed unaffected by inertia, remaining suspended in mid-air for half a second before finally falling between the two buildings as if affected by gravity.

mark:"······"

really!

This is not only the gyri of the right brain, but also the computing power of the other half of the mechanical "brain," and the identity of that monster—

It's very likely ASH!

The real ASH!

[Has it already been controlled by the right brain of the Mana Primal? It's possible that from the moment it was devoured by the right brain of the Mana Primal, it was already completely assimilated by the Mana Primal!]

The thought of this possibility made Mark's heart sink. He glanced at the Devouring Beasts jumping towards the building and continued to search for the next target building, leaping over it repeatedly.

Half an hour later, after a series of "tense and exciting" building "parkour" sessions, Mark finally arrived at the central area of ​​this ruined city. With one last leap, he jumped towards the 24-story black tower, grabbed the edge of the ninth floor, and with a little effort, jumped onto the platform of that floor.

There were no railings on the outside of the platform, and without Mark's daring, no one would dare to go to the edge.

This tower has twenty-four stories. When viewed from below, the outer edge of the platform gradually narrows, forming a slender cone shape.

Looking at the pursuing Devouring Beasts, none of them dared to approach the tower. They could only roar at Mark before disappearing into the ruins of the building.

Mark took a breath and circled the ninth floor, but found no entrance. The outer walls were also very tough and could not be broken by force.

Seeing that the Devouring Beasts feared the tower like tigers, Mark jumped down floor by floor, circling each floor to see if there was an entrance.

Unfortunately, even at the very bottom, it remained completely untouched, with no entrance whatsoever.

Frustrated, Mark jumped up floor by floor, starting from the tenth floor and circling each floor until he reached the top floor, but still found no entrance.

However, above the top layer there is a raised platform, which is white, cylindrical, and about ten meters in diameter, and looks very abrupt.

After a moment of contemplation, Mark stepped onto the platform and noticed that it was sinking. Each level of the tower below began to rotate until a "click" was heard, and the white platform bounced up, almost causing Mark to fall from the tower.

Just then, the monster reappeared...

Chapter 1255 The Six Major Areas of the Maze (Continued)

"This is never going to end!"

Even though revealing a fact or a secret he knew would earn him forty-nine minutes of peace, Mark still felt impatient.

He revealed another secret about "Ink Dust," thus "sending away" the monster. Mark jumped down level by level, eventually finding the level from which the sound had come from—

Counting from the bottom up, it's the fifteenth floor.

A large, dark door appeared on the outer wall of this floor.

Just as Mark was about to step inside, the dark door suddenly slammed shut, nearly severing his ankle as well.

Is there a time limit?

Mark seemed to be deep in thought. He returned to the top floor and stepped onto the white platform once more.

click!

The sound rang out again, but this time Mark listened intently and realized that the sound was very close, as if it were coming from the twenty-fourth floor.

So he followed the sound and jumped off the white platform, where he indeed found an open black portal.

"random?"

Mark squinted, not rushing in immediately, but calculating the time based on his breathing rate.

Twenty-four seconds later, the portal closed.

Mark jumped onto the white platform at the top once again, and the "click" sound rang out again, but very softly, at least below the sixth floor.

Mark immediately jumped down to the sixth floor, ran around quickly but couldn't find the portal. He then went to the fifth and fourth floors, finally finding the open portal on the second floor. But the portal closed the moment he found it, exactly 24 seconds later.

The rules are obvious:

The white platform at the top of the tower is a button. Pressing it will randomly open a black door at a certain location on a certain floor. The time limit is only twenty-four seconds. Once the time limit is exceeded, you must press the button again to open the door.

Mark pressed the button again and followed the sound, finding the entrance on the seventh floor. Without hesitation, he crawled inside and arrived at a closed space. Various unknown runes were engraved on the surrounding walls. There were twenty-four floors in total, and each floor was connected by ropes as thin as a baby's fist. They were not parallel, nor did they intersect, forming a sparse and irregular spider web.

Mark found himself at the very bottom, and seeing the portal to the seventh floor closed, he was slightly speechless: "Is this just to drain my energy?"

At the very top of the tower is a circular ring with pale blue ripples flowing within it, clearly a passageway leading to the next area.

So Mark jumped onto the first rope on the first level, but before he could grab the second rope and climb up, he saw an arc of electricity rushing towards him from one end of the rope. The speed was less than half a second, and it almost instantly invaded Mark's consciousness, causing his body to disintegrate in a particle-like manner.

At this moment, the golden headband emitted light, stabilizing his consciousness, but he also fell back to the ground. He patted his head to stay awake, then looked up with sharp eyes: "Each time you touch these ropes, you can't stay for more than 0.5 seconds... This is troublesome."

If he could use his physical body, he could quickly pass through the twenty-four layers of the "spider web," but now his connection to his body is only the golden headband on his head, making it impossible for him to make the most accurate judgments and actions. He can only rely on his vision in this state of consciousness and his skin's perception of electric current.

But for Ran Bing's sake, Mark decided to go all out!

Mark jumped onto the first rope again, and without stopping, he immediately grabbed the second one, pulled hard, and swung upwards with all his might before being hit by the electric arc. His lower body swung up, and he grabbed the third rope with his toes.

And so, Mark, like a nimble ape or a lithe spider, swung on the rope. Even when he made a mistake and was struck by electric arcs, he held on with the golden headband on his head, climbing and leaping upwards while his consciousness was being restored.

One minute later, Mark successfully reached the finish line and his body disappeared into the blue ripples of the circle.

Wave!

After passing through the passage, Mark entered the next area, which resembled a passageway, five meters high and six meters wide. For Mark, who was in the form of a Devouring Beast, this place was quite narrow.

The passage wasn't long; Mark walked for only a minute before reaching the end. There might be another path beyond the end, but it was blocked by a huge crystal.

How thick is it?

unknown.

How hard is it?

It is also unknown.

how long?

Also unknown.

But upon seeing this crystal, the golden headband above Mark's head spontaneously emitted a sliver of light, making Mark realize the key—

The exit is right here!

This crystal is the connection point between the right brain and the mechanical left brain of the Mana prototype!

If it were outside, an ordinary person with a hammer could break it in an hour or two.

But in this space, if Mark, the consciousness entity, wants to escape back into the maze, he must use his meager consciousness to break through this "point"!

Without a physical body to rely on, he can only rely on his spirit to shake the material structure of reality!

The truth caused Mark's eyes to flicker for a moment, but this was quickly replaced by a resolute look. He raised his fist and slammed it hard against the crystal.

Boom!

The first dull thud echoed through the passage, followed by a second, a third, a fourth... until forty-nine minutes later, the monster reappeared.

Sensing the other party's arrival, Mark, without turning his head, revealed another secret about Mo Chen, gaining another forty-nine minutes of punching time.

This is the end.

Every forty-nine minutes, the monster would come and go, and Mark would come and go. After telling Mo Chen's secret, he talked about the secrets of other hunters he knew, the facts about the lighthouse, what he had seen and heard in Dragonbone Village, and even his own secrets.

But there is one secret he can never reveal.

That was his love for Ran Bing!

Indeed.