Fantasy Game: Infinite City

An hour ago, when other players were still on their way to the manor or entering the dungeon.

"...Fault...."

“Sizzle…Sizzle…”

Han Zu suddenly appeared in a strange space. It was very dark around him and he couldn't see the environment clearly. However, this did not mean that Han Zu's night vision abilities had failed. On the contrary, they were functioning normally, indicating that the darkness around him was not caused by weak light.

The perception ability can also work normally in this place. Within the limit of what Han Zu can perceive, the place where Han Zu is located is very empty and there is nothing. Han Zu even found that he was floating steadily in the air and was not standing on the ground at all. He tried to move his body and mobilize his strength, and there was no problem. But when Han Zu tried to move, he found that no matter which direction he moved, he could not leave the origin. In simple terms, Han Zu is now trapped in this strange place.

Just when Han Zu was thinking about how to face his current situation, light suddenly came from in front of him. No matter which direction Han Zu turned or turned his head, the light would appear in front of him. Soon, the light formed a mirror-like substance. On this mirror, Han Zu saw some pictures.

A child who looked only a few years old, holding an old hand-sewn rag doll, was hiding from someone in the corridor of a building. There were quite a few people in this building. They were wearing Gothic clothes and looked like butlers, maids and servants. Their attitude towards the child was a little subtle. They had actually discovered the child a long time ago, and when they saw the child, they instinctively wanted to salute, but either they restrained themselves or were reminded by their companions, and they pretended that they did not notice the child.

From the child's attire, as well as the attitudes of the housekeepers, maids, and servants around him, Han Zu could roughly infer that the child should be the master's child. Although the rag doll the child was holding was old, its quality did not seem to be something that an ordinary family could get. It should have been made by a special tailor.

"...?"

Han Zu originally wanted to say, "It seems that the time of this place should be the Gothic period or a similar time", but he found that he could not open his mouth or make any sound. This made Han Zu a little confused. He instinctively wanted to frown, but the feeling of frowning did not seem right.

So Han Zu stretched out his hand and touched his mouth, but found that he only touched rough skin and his mouth was gone.

After touching other parts of his face where his facial features were, Han Zu discovered that his face had become one without any facial features, with only rough skin. He then reached out and touched the top of his head, and sure enough, it was also rough skin, without a single hair.

With the light from the mirror-like substance in front of him, Han Zu checked his body and found that there was no change in his body. It was still his body, but the color of his skin turned gray and felt very rough, like some densely granulated mineral material. Moreover, he was naked without a single piece of clothing. This was definitely not an accident caused by the Infinite Company, and he was rarely affected by the Infinite City system. Han Zu thought about it and thought that it should be the energy in his body that resonated with something and brought him to this place.

However, before Han Zu could continue thinking, the picture coming from the mirror-like material in front of him attracted Han Zu's attention. Han Zu observed that the child just now had successfully "avoided" the eyes of others and came to a small staircase at the end of the corridor. Looking around, the child tightened the doll in his arms and quietly ran up the stairs. Although he only went up two or three floors, it seemed that the child's health was not very good. The stairs, which did not have many steps, had made the child tired and breathless, and he sat on the steps to rest.

After catching his breath, the child did not stand up from the stairs immediately. Instead, he picked up the doll in his arms and said something to it. This mirror-like material did not seem to transmit sound very well. Han Zu could not hear clearly what the child said and could only hear vague syllables.

After a minute or two, perhaps because he had rested enough, the child picked up the doll again and continued up the stairs. Soon, he came to the door of a room. The door was closed. The child wanted to reach out to grab the door handle, but the handle was perhaps too high for the child, and the child could not touch the handle.

The child jumped up anxiously and tried to grab the door handle, but he almost succeeded. Several attempts ended in failure. The child looked frustrated and anxious, but he was not discouraged and kept trying. Even with tears in his eyes, the child did not give up.

Han Zu frowned after seeing all this. Han Zu's emotions were not complicated, but very strange. Facing anyone, no matter whether they were men, women, young or old, as long as there was a reason, he could kill them without hesitation. But if someone could resonate with Han Zu with any emotion within Han Zu's bottom line, then Han Zu would find a way to contact this person and understand what he/she was thinking in his/her heart. Although Han Zu hated troubles one after another, he seemed to have infinite patience only in this kind of thing.

This child who is just trying to reach the door handle is such a person. Han Zu now really wants to understand what this child wants to do. Han Zu does not feel sympathy or pity for this child at the moment, but feels that such a weak life is trying his best to do something that may not be possible. Even the desire for success can make this child restrain his sadness. Han Zu can't understand why a child who is still ignorant of the world has such a degree of determination. He urgently wants to know the answer at this time.

In the eyes of others, this might be the recklessness of an ignorant child, but in Han Zu's view, this was the courage of a weak person to challenge the impossible. It was this alternative thinking that made Han Zu's emotions resonate with that of the child, and Han Zu wanted to help the child.

Although Han Zu understood that they were not in the same space, and even this scene might not be what was happening right now, Han Zu's hand still subconsciously reached out for the door handle in the mirror image, wanting to help the child open the door. It was at this moment that something strange happened.

The image displayed on the strange substance in front of him was actually some distance away from Han Zu. In other words, Han Zu could not touch those strange substances in his current state, let alone the things in the image. But even in this situation, Han Zu felt the touch of metal on his outstretched hand. Han Zu immediately closed his palm. He could feel that he seemed to have really grabbed a door handle.

"Click."

Han Zu pressed his clenched palms downwards, and the sound of a door lock being opened was heard in the picture in front of him. Han Zu looked up and saw that the door in the picture was actually opened. Han Zu looked down at his empty palms, loosened his clenched palms, and looked up. Sure enough, the door handle in the picture bounced back to its normal position.

The child in the picture was also stunned for a moment, then he stretched out his tender little hand and gently pushed the door in front of him. With a creaking sound, the door was really opened. After the door was opened, the child wiped away the tears in his eyes with his sleeves, hugged the doll in his arms tightly, said something, and then squeezed into the room through the gap in the door.

After the child entered the room, the door closed by itself for some reason. The child was slightly frightened by the sound of the door closing. He immediately turned around to look at the door, but he did not stand firmly and accidentally fell down. Han Zu, who was looking at the scene, subconsciously reached out his hand to support the child, but this time he did not succeed and he did not touch anything.

The child fell to the floor and quickly covered his mouth to prevent himself from making any sound. He turned over and got up, picked up the doll that had fallen to the floor, rubbed his butt, and holding the doll tightly in his arms, the child began to search the room.

This room looks like a study or a workshop. There are many open books and scrolls on the table, shelves and floor. There is also some scattered dust. They are not dust, but artificially polished materials. It is strange that although there are windows in this room, it is cloudy outside, and the light from the window cannot illuminate the whole room. There are no candles or oil lamps in this room, so normally, this room should be a relatively dim environment, but now the room is very bright, even in several corners of the room.

The child walked to a corner of the room and took out a piece of folded paper from the pocket of his clothes. From the slight folding marks, it seemed that the child had folded it. The child placed the puppet in his hand on several stacked books next to him, then held the paper in both hands and began to look for something.

Half a piece of chalk fell to the ground, and there was a small bag with a mark on it. The contents looked like rough sea salt. The child took the chalk and the salt bag back to the corner of the room, and then continued to look for other things. A few minutes later, the child saw a thick ancient book on the table in the room, with one corner sticking out of the table. Judging from the size, the ancient book was at least fifty centimeters in size, and judging from the thickness, it would be difficult for the child to move it.

The child's target seemed to be the ancient book. He collected some thick books that he could lift from the ground nearby, pushed them laboriously to the chair next to the table, stacked up a few books, used them to climb onto the chair, and then climbed onto the desk. After resting for a while, the child came to the thick ancient book, lifted it up, opened it, and then began to search in the ancient book based on the piece of paper in his hand.

Not long after, the child seemed to have found what he wanted. He found a piece of kraft paper sandwiched between the pages of an ancient book. Picking up the kraft paper, the child returned the same way, left the desk, and returned to the corner of the room.

Using half a piece of chalk and salt, the child began to draw shapes on the floor according to what was on the kraft paper. However, he was just a child after all, and his drawings quickly deviated from the original meaning. Taking a look at the kraft paper that the child had spread next to him, Han Zu discovered that there was a unique magic circle on it.

There was no written description on the magic circle, just a circle drawn in red ink in one corner. Apart from that, there was no other description. Han Zu watched as the child drew the magic circle on the floor bit by bit, constantly modifying it. Finally, when half a piece of chalk was completely used up, a rough magic circle was completed.

Although there is still a big gap between the magic circle drawn by the child and the magic circle originally drawn on the kraft paper, it is not easy for a child to draw it like this. But no matter what this magic circle is used for, it is estimated that it will not be of any use now.

After the child finished drawing the magic circle, he sat on the ground to rest, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and accidentally smeared the chalk dust on his forehead. He looked funny and cute. Not long after, the child stood up again, took the doll that was placed on the pile of books next to him, and walked to the place where the magic circle was drawn on the kraft paper.

The child said something to the puppet. The water pollution made it hard to hear the words, but from his expression, it was clear that he was reluctant to leave. After he finished speaking, the child hesitated for a while, put the puppet into the magic circle, and then walked out of the circle.

The child began to read something, probably some kind of spell, but he was probably not very proficient in it. Occasionally, he had to stop and take out the paper to look at it. After a while, it seemed that he had finished reading all the spells. The child began to stare at the magic circle in front of him, but nothing happened. The child scratched his head and looked a little confused.

At this moment, ripples suddenly appeared in the scene in front of Han Zu, and then suddenly, the ripples turned into whirlpools, creating an irresistible strong suction force. Han Zu could feel that the surrounding space seemed to have produced some distortion because of this strong suction force. Then, Han Zu found that his body was moving and was being pulled by the whirlpool in front of him.

Some inexplicable substances covered Han Zu's body, and then these substances seemed to speed up the speed at which Han Zu was pulled into the vortex. In a flash, Han Zu's eyes became dark and he temporarily lost consciousness.

“…?…!”

After an unknown amount of time, Han Zu felt as if someone was talking beside him, but the voice was very vague and he couldn't hear what was being said. Han Zu moved instinctively, but felt a pair of small hands touching his face without facial features. Judging from the feeling on his skin, these small hands seemed to belong to a child.