Su Xiaobai, "Where the hell did you go for so many days?!"
"...?" Yuechan turned, blinked at him innocently, then stuck her tongue out playfully.
"Father, look what I found under the water! It's so weird!"
"Hm?" Su Xiaobai glanced at the tiny pool.
It was the same shallow stream they'd pissed in for twenty years.
There was no way anyone could disappear inside it.
Annoyed, he stomped forward to prove her wrong.
And then, his foot sank.
Not just sank... it submerged.
The water swallowed his leg whole, as if it had no bottom.
His eyes went wide.
"...What the actual fuck—?"
For decades, he and Yu Feng had searched high and low — climbed cliffs, dug into stone walls, fought oversized lizards — But never once checked the puddle five feet from where they first landed.
"What the hell did you find?" he barked.
And then he looked at her hands.
And froze.
She was holding a small, rectangular obsidian orb.
Dark, polished, faintly humming.
