Crack, crack, crack, crack...
Ye Qingxuan heard crisp sounds echo in the nothingness.
Rainbow-colored streams of light flowed, like countless mirrors colliding with each other. They shattered, reflecting scattered neon lights. The heavens and the earth seemed to have become a kaleidoscope, and it was so dazzlingly beautiful that one couldn't look straight at it.
Yet it was so lonely that it was unnerving.
"You're awake?" He heard a calm voice.
He raised his head confusedly and could only see a vague figure, hidden in the scattered lights. "Where is this place?"
"A division of the central core, independent from the Three Wise Men. It is the original silicon crystal server created by humans, and its name is the Neanderthal, which means the boundary between man and beast."
The man turned back, looked at him, and smiled. "You are Lanzhou's child? I recognize you, and you should know me as well."