Chapter 467 One Hundred Years of Solitude

Who am I?

Where am I?

What am I doing?

Hearing Moyu's answer, Kangzai looked down at the hole in front of him that seemed to be knocked out by some hard object, and fell into deep thought for a moment.

Dong Fulisi was stuck straight on the ground with the momentum of a head-over-heels onion. While Moyu was focusing on Kangzai, he quickly turned his body around and returned to a normal upright position.

At this time, the other people affected by the pendulum sound had also regained consciousness.

But they still maintained the movements when they were self-harming, and when they thought of the pendulum sound that just echoed in their ears, they soon understood what was going on.

Bisiji, who first proposed to avoid the sound, immediately showed a solemn expression.

Before she proposed it, she must have anticipated the potential threat brought by the pendulum sound, but...

Can the control conditions be achieved directly with just a weak sound?

It's too outrageous, and no one can resist it.

Thinking of this, Bisiji's heart throbbed, and he subconsciously looked at the weird person who came out of nowhere.

There must be a connection between the pendulum bell sound that can control people's hearts and the person with vines wrapped around his body.

Bissage even has reason to suspect that the pendulum bell sound was made by this weird person.

When Hisoka and the others returned to normal, they also noticed the existence of Dong Fulishi at the first time.

Without knowing why, they naturally had similar ideas as Bissage and immediately entered a fighting state.

Dong Fulishi felt the defensive intentions from everyone and was not surprised.

His appearance in this way could be said to be an unexpected thing.

More importantly, the timing of his coming here was too unfortunate, and he just ran into the unknown pendulum bell object that could control the self-harm of living things.

Trying to ease the long-lost embarrassment, Dong Fulishi calmly met the gazes of everyone, but skipped the greeting process and chose to introduce himself more directly.

"My name is Dong Fulishi, and I am a human from the Six Continents like you."

He hadn't used the common language for a long time, and he had a very obvious sense of unfamiliarity when speaking, but he could barely ensure the clarity of the content of his words.

"!!!"

Hearing Dong Fulisi's words, everyone, including Moyou, was instantly shocked.

Even if Dong Fulisi, who had imagined writing "New World Travels", was still exploring the Dark Continent...

But it was too shocking and unbelievable that he suddenly appeared in front of them.

Looking at the reactions of the crowd, a glimmer of light appeared in Dong Fulisi's brown-gold eyes.

Directly introduce yourself, plus this group of people know his name and identity.

The subsequent communication will be much more convenient, and the most important thing is not to waste time.

"Did you come from the 'channel'?"

Without any intention of letting Moyou and the others introduce themselves, Dong Fulisi directly asked to verify this matter.

Moyou suppressed the shock in his heart, looked at Dong Fulishi with doubt, and nodded: "Yes, so you really are..."

"I am indeed the Dong Fulishi you know."

"Then how could you..."

"Some time ago, I noticed the movement after the 'pipeline' was opened. In order to find out the situation, I temporarily changed my itinerary... and then I found your traces."

"Then what are you doing..."

"Yes, I came to find you specifically."

Dong Fulishi seemed to know what Moyou wanted to ask, always interrupted, and gave a straightforward answer to the corresponding question.

This rude behavior is actually to save time as much as possible.

Normally, since Dong Fulishi can find longevity food such as Tolomi, he should be the least concerned about the passage of time.

But the fact is just the opposite.

He has been exploring the Dark Continent for hundreds of years. In the process of gradually understanding the Dark Continent, he has gradually realized his own insignificance.

Therefore, he has become very cherishing of time.

Cherish every minute and every second of exploring the Dark Continent.

It's just that Dong Fulishi's conversation mode almost made Moyu speechless.

But compared to the intelligence...

These things are not important.

Moyu's eyes sparkled. He didn't ask Dong Fulishi's purpose, but asked the most concerned question at the moment: "If you are really Dong Fulishi, then you must know how to find Nitolomi, right?"

"Nitolomi?"

Dong Fulishi looked calm and asked back: "Is this the reason why you came to the Dark Continent?"

"Yes, this is very important to me."

Moyu's eyes were firm.

Dong Fulishi was silent for a while after hearing this.

Others around him looked at Moyu and Dong Fulishi quietly.

Although they realized that Dong Fulishi had no ill intentions, they still remained vigilant.

Dong Fulishi ignored the alertness of the crowd, looked directly at Moyu, and sighed softly: "Rashly opening so many pipelines, just for Nitolomi..."

"Regarding the matter of 'pipelines', I think I need to explain."

Moyu met Dong Fulishi's gaze and interrupted.

They certainly came to the Dark Continent with the help of the "pipeline", but they were not the culprits who opened so many pipelines.

However, Dong Fulishi did not care who opened so many pipelines and for what...

In his opinion, although opening the pipeline would bring various potential threats to the six continents in Lake Mobius, he believed that the motivation to explore the "unknown" should not be curbed.

The sigh just now was nothing more than a feeling.

But he didn't mind listening to what Moyu said, or...

Even if he had been with loneliness for hundreds of years, he would still long for some changes in the various things he was used to.

So——

The intention of wanting to "communicate" was not just for information.

Moyu looked at Dong Fulishi's reaction of waiting for the next words, and continued what he had just said, explaining: "The one who opened the pipeline is a demon beast called 'Mammon', it comes from the Dark Continent..."

This time, Dong Fulishi did not interrupt Moyu again, but listened quietly to the ins and outs explained by Moyu.

During this process, Dong Fulishi showed an inappropriate tranquility and calmness.

And Bisiji and others looked at Dong Fulishi's reaction, and they couldn't help feeling a strange feeling in their hearts.

Maybe at this moment...

Although everyone witnessed the legend who was still alive, they never thought about the loneliness of the legend walking alone for hundreds of years.

Dong Fulishi listened to Moyu's explanation quietly, and then suddenly walked to a place.

There, the remains of the unknown pendulum clock were scattered.

Moyu saw this and just watched Dong Fulishi's actions quietly.

Others did the same.

Under the gaze of everyone, Dong Fulishi came to the remains of the unknown pendulum clock, then squatted down and gently picked up the glimmering objects like star sand.

These glimmering objects fell out of the pendulum clock.

"You are going in the wrong direction. This is the 'west' of the Dark Continent, and Nitolomi is on the 'east' side... But don't be discouraged, I know a pipeline that can go to the 'swamp'."

Dong Fulishi...

If I want to label him, it would be "loneliness" and "cherish time".