This Text Adventure Game is definitely poisonous Chapter 1627 - 696 Meeting of the 2nd Generation Order Succe

As Mu You let go, the little boy fell to the ground, yet it was as if he had been granted a great reprieve. He quickly took deep breaths, and his complexion gradually recovered.

"I’ve already locked down your abilities, so why hasn’t the Dead Zone stopped?" Mu You frowned as he looked at the little boy at his feet.

After grabbing him, he imdiately adhered the Power of Heaven to him again. Theoretically, the boy’s Ti Divine Power shouldn’t be usable, yet the current Dead Zone showed no signs of stopping.

The little boy looked at Mu You with so fear: "Because, it’s not my Dead Zone..."

"Oh? Is it your teacher’s?" Mu You asked.

"It should be... No, it must be! In this era, only my teacher can start such a long-lasting Dead Zone."

The boy hurriedly changed his words after saying half a sentence, then glanced at Mu You, his eyes rolling: "If you want to go back, I can take you to see my teacher. He is much more adept at Ti Divine Power than I am, and he will definitely have a way to send you back!"

Mu You glanced at him: "Do you know where your teacher is?"

"Of course! I have personally experienced this era," the boy said quickly: "As long as you take out to have a look, let confirm the exact ti, I can roughly know the position of everyone in this era."

Mu You touched his chin, hesitated for a mont, and then picked up the boy again.

"Then let’s go."

Mu You clearly understood this guy’s intention; he wanted to find acquaintances and be saved.

In this regard, Mu You was not overly concerned. He believed that the Fool’s Ancestors of this era were not likely to be unreasonable people.

Besides, he didn’t have any other options at the mont.

He had tried calling the Pocket Watch as soon as he woke up, but unfortunately, there was no response. This was also normal, as only one kind of ti ability could exist simultaneously, and in the Dead Zone, it was impossible to activate a rewind.

Instead of staying in place waiting for doom, it was better to et the Fools of this era and see if there was a way to go back.

The boy had barely relaxed for even half a minute before being picked up again. Instinctively, he wanted to struggle, but when he looked up, he t Mu You’s cold gaze. He quickly restrained his movents and allowed himself to be carried honestly.

The two retraced their steps and quickly walked out of the mountain corridor, arriving at the exit of the World-Creating Mountain.

It seed to be nightti. The stone gate at the exit was open, and the two walked out smoothly.

Upon reaching the outside, Mu You looked around. The surroundings weren’t the desert scene he had imagined but rather a vast grassland.

Mu You was not surprised. Each ti the World-Creating Mountain manifested, it changed location. This was obviously not the desert they were in from the future.

The mist ahead was empty, and for a while, no creatures were visible. Mu You led the boy forward, walking dozens of miles until they finally saw living things.

However, the scene before their eyes caused both of them to widen their eyes in shock.

What appeared in the mist ahead were Titans!

Nurous fully-ard Titans had set up an extensive military encampnt and defenses around the World-Creating Mountain.

Mu You frowned as he walked into the Titan military camp. The Titans in the camp maintained their poses from before the ti freeze, turning them into still statues, whether they were running alone or marching in formation; in any case, everyone looked very busy.

These Titans were clearly Divine Devouring Beasts, surrounding the World-Creating Mountain, likely to prevent the Fool’s Ancestors from approaching.

"Be careful, don’t touch them." Seeing Mu You walk through the crowd of Titans, the boy quickly reminded.

Of course, Mu You understood his aning. Randomly touching or attacking others in the Dead Zone could potentially bring the person temporarily into the Dead Zone or cause them both to leave it. Regardless of the result, doing either in this enemy-surrounded situation was very dangerous.

Mu You carefully avoided all the Titans along the way, walked out of the military camp, and continued forward.

After leaving the camp, the density of the Titans on the road began to decrease rapidly, making it much easier for the two to move.

But, to their surprise, only a few kiloters out, they encountered the corpse of a Fool for the first ti.

A group of Fools lay dead in a pool of blood ahead, their deaths were exceptionally tragic.

And this was not an isolated case.

As the two continued forward, the number of Fool corpses on the road increased, their frequency becoming higher and higher.

Of course, there were also Titan corpses, but compared to the Fools, they were just a drop in the bucket.

"No way? Has the war already begun?" The boy was a bit surprised.

He originally thought he had arrived at a ti before the war, when both sides were just beginning to gather, but it seed that the point in ti he traveled to was much later than he imagined.

"What ti is it now?" Mu You asked.

"This is..." The boy widened his eyes, scanning around, and tried hard to recall everything.

Until a few seconds later, he suddenly looked enlightened: "I rember now, this should be the night before the leader decided to launch a massive attack on the World-Creating Mountain!"

"Oh?"

"If I rember correctly, tomorrow, the leader will order the entire army to assault the World-Creating Mountain, break through the Titan forces, and eventually, only he will reach the World-Creating Mountain alone..."

"But it was precisely because of this raid that the proportion of parasites in the tribe increased sharply to a point where it was difficult to distinguish enemies from allies, leading to the great defeat that followed..."

Upon realizing this, the boy’s forehead imdiately broke out in cold sweat, feeling extrely fortunate: thankfully, the ti of travel wasn’t one day later; there’s still ti to stop the leader’s action. Otherwise, after he worked hard to travel back, he would still be helplessly watching the tragedy unfold, which would have surely driven him to despair.