Wu Pifu rushed into the cabin.
He saw three little creatures huddled tightly together, while the branches of the golden tree flailed desperately.
The moment Wu Pifu stormed in, all three animals cried out and pressed themselves against him, causing the golden tree’s branches to immediately turn toward Wu Pifu.
He glanced around the cabin, silently counting the nearly ninety androids present.
The number matched what he remembered, but he knew things couldn’t be this simple.
The three little animals all began to call out, and Beelzebub hurriedly said, “Just now, right under our observation, at least thirty or so androids sank into the darkness. No, maybe that’s not darkness—it’s something that devours even light and cognition. That’s why in our perception it looks like darkness. Anyway, over thirty androids vanished, and then we couldn’t recall their existence anymore. If we hadn’t reminded each other, we’d have even forgotten that over thirty were missing…”
Wu Pifu nodded slightly.
This was the same as what he had vaguely seen before in the outside world.
That is, individuals sinking into lostness and ultimately disappearing completely.