Chapter 572: You

The setting sun was like blood, a desolate breeze brushed over the mountain ridge, carrying away some of the heat and bringing a few strands of coolness.

Two silhouettes stood at the cliff edge, gazing at the scenery of mountains, rivers and streams, enjoying a moment of tranquility.

After a while, Su Yang spat out the dogtail grass from his Mouth and said softly, "Let's go."

"Not going, not going," Cao An shook his head forcefully.

"Listen," Su Yang put his arm over his Shoulder and said, "In a moment, ostrich eggs will fall from the sky, and a plane will drop onto your head."

"Huh?" Cao An imagined the scene, his face full of fear, immediately scrambled up from the ground, patted his butt and left.

Midway, he couldn't help but look back at the towering pine, a sad hue appearing in his eyes, "It… must be in a lot of pain, right?"

"Perhaps," Su Yang for a moment didn't know how to respond to the topic.

"Then can we find a way to protect it?" Cao An asked again.

"With the power we have now, we are still far from being able to do it," Su Yang shook his head.

"Then…"

"Alright, let's return to the city first; tonight we'll stay together with the skyscrapers." Su Yang didn't want to waste more words with an adult who only had a child's mindset.

He had originally thought of going alone, but unexpectedly, shortly after stepping out, Cao An chased after him.

No matter how he tried to persuade, he refused to leave.

Stuck like a dog‑skin plaster.

Cao An solemnly promised, "I will definitely listen, don't abandon me."

In response, Su Yang could only helplessly let him run amok.

It was a good chance to probe his true nature.

How powerful could an Innate Talent whose Side Effect is "Foolishness" be?

How does it compare with "Dual Personality"?

Su Yang was very curious.

Before long, the two re‑entered the Forest and set out on their journey.

Having had the first experience, Su Yang was noticeably more familiar; the route was already memorized.

But Cao An was like a curious baby; whenever he saw something fun and new, he wanted to go up and touch it.

"Hehe…"

"Stop Laughing, come here and I'll wipe your saliva off," Su Yang casually picked up a leaf and cleaned the drool from his chin.

Upon a closer look, he found that Cao An's appearance was actually quite good, with a hint of the potential of a refined young gentleman.

If he tucked away his silly grin, he'd surely be the type of neighbor big brother that everyone loves.

"Su Yang," Cao An suddenly said.

"Hmm?"

"You are the best person I've ever met."

"Your standard for a good person is way too low."

"No, I really think you are a good person," Cao An said earnestly, his face full of seriousness.

In that instant, Su Yang was suddenly taken aback.

It felt as if he were talking to a normal person.

But the next moment, Cao An again flashed a carefree smile and giggled, "So I like you, I like being with you."

"Aren't the others good? What about Miss Dong?" Su Yang asked.

"Sister is also good, but she only treats you well," Cao An said.

"You kid still know how to read people's expressions," Su Yang laughed.

"I'm impressive, right?" Cao An immediately showed a face begging for praise.

"Impressive, you are the best," Su Yang tossed the saliva‑soaked leaf aside, stood up and continued onward.

"Brother Zhu Xiang is also a good person, but he has difficulties and has to act like a bad person," Cao An said seriously.

"In prison, who isn't forced to play the villain? If given a choice, no one would want to be an Executioner," Su Yang said slowly.

"What is an Executioner?"

"A profession that specializes in beheading."

"So was the plane cut down by them?"

"..."

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Returning to the area strewn with corpses, Su Yang immediately inspected the rotting corpse in the bushes.

After confirming no one had touched it, he found a vacant spot and sat down.

"Are we going to sleep here tonight?" Cao An asked, slightly excited.

"Hmm, we aren't going back," Su Yang nodded.

"Yay! That's great," Cao An cheered, dancing with joy, as if he loved the place immensely.

Su Yang let out a mute laugh; with different Cognition, the scenery seen was completely different.

If Dong Qianqing were here, they'd have to chant "No Taboo" several times.

"Gulu~"

At that moment, Cao An's Stomach, playing nearby, suddenly made a noise.

"Su Yang, my brother is hungry."

"That's the Stomach."

"My brother's Stomach is hungry."

"I'll go look for food; you stay here and don't go anywhere," Su Yang instructed.

Since this morning he hasn't eaten a single thing, the strengthening of his body has also brought the side effect of a greatly increased appetite.

"It's fine; the little bug will keep me company, you go," Cao An said.

Bug?

Su Yang gave him a glance and saw him fiddling with the ants on the ground using a stick.

Apparently he treats Insect as a friend.

With that in mind, Su Yang headed south, searching for something edible.

Passing through the thicket, he arrived at a beautifully scenic Huahai.

A refreshing fragrance washed over him, and the previously taut strings of his heart loosened a bit.

"The flowers here... haven't been destroyed?" Su Yang plucked one, smelled it, and couldn't help but curl the corner of his mouth upward.

But the next moment, he froze in place.

He saw that a patch of exposed soil at his Foot oddly held a... smeared with filth... human skin?!

Su Yang kicked aside the mud, fixed his gaze, and saw a half‑rotted skull buried underground, with a damaged gray‑white Eyeball lying quietly beside it.

"These corpses provide nutrients for the Huahai?"

Su Yang immediately, with a chill, tossed the Flower aside, forced himself to endure the nausea, and turned over the remaining soil.

Sure enough, beneath this land lay countless corpses.

Moreover, most of them were in a state of decay.

Combining what he saw on White Bone Road, Su Yang had full reason to suspect that this Death Game was not simply being played only by them.

To be precise, this is a universal Game Field.

Many players have been here before; after death they turn into nutrients that feed the plants here.

"That's not right; according to what was seen in the Sea Bottom Tunnel, the dead should be placed in jars, and after shattering become swimming fish," Su Yang said, his face showing confusion.

How could they be carelessly discarded to Ranzanggang?

Moreover...

If Resurrection is involved, could a person turned to white bone actually grow flesh and skin again?

Then the question arises.

The newly grown Brain, the consciousness it nurtures— is it still the original him?

Su Yang has pondered this question more than once.

Huang Hua is a typical example.

Only at that time he was placed in a jar, and was personally resurrected by Minotaur Kin.

From his subsequent behavior, Yin Yun did not harbor any doubts about him.

That thus proves that after death, Resurrection can retain the original consciousness, even memory.

"If that's the case, what is the purpose of these corpses?" Su Yang couldn't help but be puzzled.

He originally assumed that the dead would become another form of existence, reduced to being Divinity's followers.

Moreover, there is an even more deadly question now—

"If this is not the only Game Field, who would these players be?"

The game that appeared in the First Stage Prison?

Or... the Death Game of the Second Stage Prison?

"No!" Su Yang suddenly recalled the missing heart inside the corpse.

"The First Stage had no Hidden Achievement at all!"