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Chapter 1336 - 587 - : I Am Your Original Form_3

Chapter 1336: 587 Chapter: I Am Your Original Form_3

"Lucky us, no monsters, thought we’d have to fight our way through..." Watchman exclaimed.

"I guess all the Mirage Creatures have been sent to the front lines to transport Mirage Energy, leaving the core area empty." Medicinal Plant Gatherer said, walking to the exit and peeking outside.

The outside world was still shrouded in thick fog, where the white fog mixed with Mirage Energy, resulting in very low visibility; one could only see clearly up to ten meters away.

Within the ten meters around them, all that could be seen were stalks of grass tens of meters high and massive ’Sand Pebbles’.

"This scene is just like the one described in the game. It seems this is not an illusion but a real landscape," Medicinal Plant Gatherer judged.

Lamp God had mentioned before that Mirage Tapir only causes scene distortions in Mirage Energy when it is asleep or feeding.

When Mirage Tapir is awake, mirages don’t appear, especially when first arriving in a new area; it needs to first observe and ascertain the surroundings and wouldn’t recklessly create illusions to impair judgment.

Next, the two cautiously moved out of the exit, staying fully alert of the fog around them.

Although they didn’t encounter Mirage Creatures, the Real World itself was fraught with danger; in this world, they were among the weakest beings, and at any moment some large creature might emerge from the fog and swallow them.

"By the way, are we the first players to physically enter the Real World?" Watchman tried to make conversation, lightening the tense atmosphere somewhat.

The small island at the exit had been fully explored by players and confirmed to be free from Titans, which is why they dared to come out in their physical bodies.

"Stop talking, your every move is being monitored by the Mirage Tapir..." Medicinal Plant Gatherer shook his head, taking out the Gemini Stone and carving the words ’Reached the exit, ready to proceed’ on it.

"So what? I don’t believe it can understand Chinese!"

"..."

"By the way, Little Eight, you ready? It’s almost your turn, don’t fall asleep..."

"Look at this, knowing we were coming, it didn’t even send a single Mirage Creature to intercept us, it obviously doesn’t see us as a threat."

"How can we tolerate this? Little Eight, this is sheer disdain, we must give it a surprise when we meet..."

"Little Eight? Are you there, Little Eight?"

...

In the midst of Watchman’s monologue, the two soon approached the giant lake in the center of the island.

Due to the visibility, they walked right up to the lakeside before they could see clearly that there was no lake at all; the lake’s water had vanished.

A giant ’trunk’ soared into the sky, disappearing into the clouds above, taking up the entire lake surface.

That was clearly Mirage Tapir’s trunk, a huge trunk with no visible end, covered in countless ’caves’, possibly breathing pores, all of which were continuously releasing Mirage Energy.

"Ooh..."

The two had been standing on the shoreline for a little while when a distant, low moan suddenly echoed from the high sky, as if it were the roar of the sky.

At the same time, a crack appeared on the surface of the trunk ahead, and a huge eye emerged from the crack, staring directly at them.

Both were instantly dumbfounded, enveloped by an indescribable pressure, feeling tremors of fear, barely daring to breathe because they both clearly felt the killing intent in this pressure; evidently, the Mirage Tapir had sensed their hostility and took it as a challenge.

Next, there was no need for Mirage Tapir to make a move; the rapidly increasing pressure alone was enough to crush them at any moment.

"Hi, Mirage Tapir, hello..."

After adjusting for a few seconds, Watchman barely squeezed out a smile, waved his trembling hands, and spoke in Star Spirit Language: "Hold on, don’t get agitated, I’ve brought an old friend to see you, I believe it will be a very pleasant reunion..."

Meanwhile, frantically calling for Gusha in his mind.

"Little Eight, wake up, it’s your turn, if you do not come out now we are done for, it’s a matter of life and death..."