Lord of the Mysteries: Yao Guang

Chapter 607 The Forgotten World
Different from the desolate, deserted and silent world on the other side, the sea here is dotted with islands of all sizes, scattered randomly on the blue sea.

There is a sun hanging high in the sky here, and it seems to be no different from the outside world - only there are iridescent translucent bridges connecting the islands one after another, connecting the scattered small islands like weaving threads.

Not only were the two people on the deck surprised, Aaron was also surprised by the scene outside the sea, because according to the "Clover"'s sensor, those islands did not exist, and the sea was still empty with nothing.

But when Aaron's exploration consciousness took over, those islands appeared and disappeared in his perception, as if they were illusions that only existed between individual cognitions, and the "Four-Leaf Clover" was the only one that was not affected.

“Are those islands real?”

Aaron whispered, and he was pretty sure that he would most likely hear another voice's answer.

“It’s real here, but it’s not real for us.”

The voice of "Amon" was not very clear, and it came vaguely from somewhere on his body. Aaron knew that this was due to the interference of the "Four-Leaf Clover", which was a strong protection for him. Even if he was "parasitized" now, he would not be completely controlled by the other party.

In such a tiny place, there is no need for Amon's clone to lie. Today's experience is very unique even among Amon - he is now even more curious about where this ship is going, which gives him a sense of Wonderful expectations.

As for whether there were other fears hidden behind this expectation, Amon denied it. After passing through the black gauze, he also felt the peace of this world.

Unlike the deep sea that Aaron touched, Amon only felt that this place was like a pool of stagnant water, frozen in place without any change.

He should have felt very uncomfortable, but he was inexplicably infected by this peace and immersed himself in this environment unnaturally. This was another reason why Amon chose to "parasite" several people. He was using other people's spirits as a means to fight against this mutation.

At this moment, Vika and Mateo, who were standing on the deck, could see the "phantom" more clearly as the "Clover" continued to accelerate - because a certain island blocked the ship. The ship was directly ahead, and it was continuing forward without any deflection, seemingly without any intention of changing course.

"W-will we not collide if we continue like this? We are too close to the shore!"

Mateo shouted. Up to now, even if his concept has been subverted time and time again, he still stands on the "common sense" and has not wavered. In a way, it is also a manifestation of rough nerves.

Vika quickly grabbed Matteo and said, "Don't worry, your captain is still in the captain's room. He won't let us run into anything!"

"But the Clover - it can't necessarily be controlled now, it's been weird since it got here!"

The bee pupa in Vika's arms spoke: "No, it is the pure one who has truly been blessed by the goddess of fate. It has been given a new mission and has become a special envoy to travel between here and the outside world."

Vika blinked twice. The islands were still reflected on his retina. He could even hear the seagulls flying, casting their shadows on the sea water and swimming outside the fishless water.

To a human being accustomed to relying on his senses, these sights and sounds were real from every angle, but his spirituality reminded him that this was not real—just like a person seeing reflections in the water but not being able to touch them—at least until the Clover responded, Vika didn't think anything would happen.

He took a deep breath, letting the salty sea breeze flow from his nose into his lungs: "We won't collide with them, right?"

"I don't know," Bee Chrysalis replied somewhat helplessly, "This may be the most dramatic change in the nest in our memory. Before this, no outside creatures have ever come in."

"Strictly speaking, the 'Four-Leaf Clover' is not a living creature. It is an extraordinary object, a ghost ship..." Matteo said subconsciously, but his attention was soon diverted. He pulled Vika and wanted to retreat, "Quick, let's get out of the way, we're about to hit the beach!" Vika didn't move: "Don't worry, it's okay."

The "Four-leaf Clover" continued forward, rushing directly to the beach scattered with white shells——

Passing through it silently, the moment before the bottom of the boat touched the beach, a green light curtain formed a circle, gently pushing away the extremely real scene, as if it was just pushing away a layer of thick fog.

At first there was just a beach, and then a jungle near the beach. The "Four-Leaf Clover" was passing through a not very wide street. On this island, this street was almost a perfect copy of the style of Intis architecture, which could be said to be incompatible with the environment of this island.

It was as if someone had simply cut out an area and thrown it in the middle of the island.

The residents walking through the streets stepped back, shocked by the intrusion of the ship. They shouted in panic, but the two people on the boat could hear nothing.

The green barrier isolated everything on the outside, like a hot knife cutting through butter, splitting the island straight down the middle, but it naturally returned to its original state at the back, as if they had no effect on each other at all.

Mateo stared at the scene with wide eyes. Suddenly, he leaned towards the side of the ship and leaned his body towards the outside of the ship. He was just about to climb over the fence and jump onto the island. The shadow of a sycamore tree brushed past the side of the ship. Mateo subconsciously reached out to grab it. The palm-like leaves rubbed against his fingers, but then moved away because of the movement of the ship.

The touch was so real that Mateo wanted to jump down to confirm it further.

It was Vika who reacted in time. He grabbed Matteo's shoulders tightly and shook him hard a few times, which helped Matteo come back to his senses from his shock.

Mateo shouted excitedly: "I saw them! Right there, in the window on the third floor of that apartment building, the two of them——"

Following the direction Mateo pointed, Vika also looked over.

Even though they didn't know each other or have never met, Vika could guess who they were from Matteo's excited attitude and the vaguely similar facial features on his face.

The man and woman, like all the residents, were shocked by the appearance of the ship, but they did not have the panic on the faces of ordinary people. They just stared nervously at the "Clover" and watched it pass by.

The woman seemed to finally notice that there was someone else beside the boat. Her face gradually turned pale, and then she broke away from the man's arms and rushed to the window as excitedly as Mateo did, shouting and waving her arms——

She was shouting "My child" and calling out Mateo's name.

Vika could tell this even if she couldn't hear her.

He grabbed Mateo's shoulders tightly: "That might be just a phantom, we..."

"It's not an illusion, it's real!" Matteo's voice was a little choked, "But I know, it's not them..."

Those were not "his" parents.