Chapter 935: 934. A Great Dream Chapter 935: 934. A Great Dream The car was still jolting, but Cui Siter was motionless.

He was wrapped in that filthy blanket, frozen in time right here.

His eyes reflected Lu Ban’s face, the only light in the darkness of the night.

Lu Ban had experienced departures, but he had never witnessed the passing of a friend like this.

Yet he knew all too well that this wasn’t the end, they couldn’t stop here.

The car stopped, and Shia turned her head. She was about to speak when she noticed Cui Siter’s condition.

“Uncle Cui?”

Shia reached out towards the back seat but stopped halfway, being extremely careful not to touch Cui Siter.

As if, by not checking herself, the event wouldn’t have occurred.

“What did he say last?”

After a moment of silence, Shia asked.

“No matter the cost, I must save this world.”

Lu Ban spoke solemnly.

He glanced at Red Leaf.

The girl shrank her neck timidly, and although they only exchanged looks, Lu Ban understood everything.

Clearly, Red Leaf also had all the memories.

Was she afraid of herself?

Would she think that she was deceived, betrayed by herself?

Would she try her hardest to survive, not wanting to leave?

“Let’s leave him here,”

Lu Ban said to Shia.

Shia didn’t respond.

Seeing this, Lu Ban opened the door and got out, then opened the door beside the driver’s seat and pulled Shia out of the car.

On the other side, Red Leaf slowly got out, clutching herself and feeling a bit cold.

The night, previously muggy and sticky, seemed to have turned icy without notice.

The cold wind, carrying moisture, was stealing the warmth from their bodies.

In just their short sleeves, they shivered in the cold wind of the harbor.

“All the boats in the harbor are still here, although I don’t know how to sail one, it should be quite simple, right?”

Lu Ban looked at the fishing boats swaying in the waves and then turned his gaze back to the villa on the hill.

It was pitch-black, and something seemed to be stirring in the shadows, causing unease.

Shia remained silent, following Lu Ban’s lead like a puppet without a will.

Red Leaf walked beside Lu Ban, occasionally sneaking glances his way, nervously rubbing her skirt between her hands.

Lu Ban found a fishing boat used for catching squid, which had lamps to light up beneath the water and attract phototactic sea creatures. He had seen videos before; fishing from this kind of boat was almost guaranteed success, with a catch every time you cast the line.

Indeed, he didn’t know how to operate a boat, he didn’t even know how to start one.

After fiddling around for a while, Lu Ban still couldn’t start the boat.

The port was eerily quiet, the previously noisy bar silent now, and not a soul to be found on the streets, as if the whole island had succumbed to death.

Shia sat nearby, mechanically checking the instruments; she was just a college student, and it wasn’t reasonable to expect her to know how to sail a boat without having spent every summer in Hawaii.

Lu Ban approached the railing where Red Leaf stood, gazing at the dimly lit island.

Glancing back at Shia, Lu Ban spoke up.

“You know everything now, don’t you?”

Red Leaf was taken aback, her eyes becoming expressive as she turned her gaze towards the rocking waves.

“Are you referring to the fact that you should not belong to this world, or that I have long been dead?”

Red Leaf’s voice became steady, stripped of the vibrancy and immaturity of a high schooler; without waiting for Lu Ban’s response, she continued.

“Indeed, in that darkness, I learned these things, which felt odd, like someone else’s complete memories suddenly infiltrating your mind, making you no longer yourself, or rather, like waking from a dream.”

“I really don’t want to let go of so many years of experiences.”

A howl echoed from the center of the island, a sound like someone ripping a plastic bag, shrill and unsettling, instilling an innate fear.

Red Leaf looked at Lu Ban by her side.

“What do you want to do?”

She asked.

“Uncle Cui, just now, must have told you about the way to leave this place, right? Now that he’s gone, you just need to kill me, Shia, and Amber, then you can meet Him face-to-face and have the chance to leave.”

Lu Ban didn’t directly answer.

He looked at Red Leaf, the girl who had now closed her eyes slightly and lifted her head, exposing her pale neck.

This appeared to be a gesture soliciting a kiss, but it was actually inviting Lu Ban to snap her neck.

Lu Ban raised his hand, his fingertips gliding over Red Leaf’s smooth and delicate neck, feeling her slight tremor. His hand continued upward, and he saw tears falling from the corner of Red Leaf’s eyes, his thumb gently wiping away the warm tears.

Red Leaf couldn’t help opening her eyes, seemingly in disbelief.

“From a rational perspective, whether it’s you, Cui Siter, Shia, or Amber, you’re all people who have passed away. What’s here are just echoes of the past. I should kill you all to secure the opportunity to return to reality,”

Lu Ban said slowly.

“But if I were to do so, it’s evident that I would lose the last of my humanity, which is probably what The Dark One would like to see.”

If Lu Ban chose to kill everyone nearby in order to return to the real world, he would lose his humanity, becoming a walking corpse that stop at nothing to achieve his goals; even if he could go back, he wouldn’t pose any threat to The Dark One’s subsequent actions.

Because from a rational point of view, there’s no benefit to opposing an incarnation of the Supreme God. Lu Ban should escape from here and cling to life in the safe Foreign Domain, rather than stepping forward to attempt to rescue those increasingly polluted realms.

With humanity intact, the people around Lu Ban wouldn’t die by accident, and he would never be able to reach The Dark One.

This was a closed-loop Prison Cage.

If it weren’t for this journey, Lu Ban might have to wait decades to discover this, and by that time, he might well have had a fulfilling life here and might not necessarily choose to abandon everything and re-enter that chaotic and evil world.

Just like Cui Siter and Red Leaf, their memories of over a decade in this world weren’t fake; to them, life for many years in the Foreign Domain was no less significant than life now.

And Lu Ban, who had only been in this world for a few weeks, simply hadn’t adapted yet.

This was indeed a trap that The Dark One would set.

Only, The Dark One probably didn’t notice that there was too much entangled with Lu Ban. Even just harvesting his consciousness was enough to draw the attention of certain beings.

And these monsters were the key to breaking the game.