Otherworldly Desert Dust

Chapter 180 - 144: Infinite Red Port_2

"Afraid of being plundered by other powerful forces?" Wu Hen asked.

"Pretty much. That’s why sects like the Longevity Sect, which infiltrate through ideology, can easily enter our homeland. As for other more aggressive forces, they are restrained by the presence of starships and don’t dare to act too wantonly." Wang Rui said.@@@@

Ultimately, it’s still a coveted treasure, especially since it’s weak, ignorant, and naive. Without a layer of protection, it would quickly be devoured until not even bones remain.

The Pioneers and Navigators stopped at the Infinite Red Port during Nuwa God’s period of exhaustion after considering that it was temporarily a safe haven.

Using eyes, one’s sight would generally be blocked by massive objects. Ordinary human vision found it already hard to "see" clearly in this external world.

Wu Hen tried using his listening sense to sketch a panorama of this Infinite Red Port.

When the listening sense spread to a distant area, Wu Hen suddenly understood why it was called a "port."

To describe it, it had no strict boundaries of land and earth, being immersed in a vast space domain.

This space domain was filled with a kind of red tidal substance that surged from deeper darkness, regularly pushing all tangible objects within the space domain toward the Infinite Port like tides.

In the massive red spaceport, starships that could carry entire tribes "docked," continents grand enough to hold billions of lives "stranded," creatures similar to Female and Male Dragons rested, with incredible civilizations on their backs, and ancient Life Arks full of vitality could even be seen!

Though this Red Port couldn’t be said to accommodate thousands of worlds and races, it indeed was a small cosmic society of real life forms!

As for the lineage of humans cohabiting in the Nuwa God End in a soul form, they were no longer remarkable. In this Red Port, many humans also relied on different Carrying Mothers.

They didn’t take up much space, hardly noticeable amongst the massive beings and dazzling civilizations.

"The Longevity Sect’s successful infiltration has its reasons. Only those molded by Nuwa God herself are genuine Desert Dust Life. By Mother Nuwa’s standards, who knows when they can truly be deemed Desert Dust Life." Wang Rui said.

"Why tell me this? I achieved my current status in the cosmos through my strength step by step. They don’t have my luck or competence, and yet they destroy my statue, trample my dignity. Do I owe them anything instead?" Wu Hen said irritably.

"Indeed, a bunch of ungrateful wretches, all owing you a life. Taking it back wouldn’t be excessive!"

...

Taking in the vastness and awe of the Red Port, Wu Hen’s heart surged.

This was like a small fish being poured from a tank into the roaring sea. The real world was grand and magnificent beyond human understanding. The modern technology celebrated for centuries seemed insignificant and archaic before the immense starships and Sky Boats.

Moreover, technology was plainly just one faction among the Otherworldly Dust.

"Understood." Wu Hen nodded.

"Saying this isn’t pleading for those fools, more so not wanting you to feel bitter. Despite waking up to deal with those hopeless people, we have selected human elites over these years, including several in our station." Wang Rui said.

"I suspect you were sent by higher-ups to brainwash me." Wu Hen said irritably.

"Haha, you got me. We didn’t expect you to wake up, let alone during the Longevity Sect’s trouble-making. All human elites are trembling, fearing a beatdown from you. So, I was sent to explain the situation. After all, they wouldn’t dare fight back if you did." Wang Rui chuckled.

"My expulsion of humans didn’t meet opposition?" Wu Hen asked.

"The path to the Human Holy Realm is rough. If some people’s minds aren’t strong enough to face harsh realities, they’d better leave early than waste resources cultivating them to be pillars, only to have them serve other forces..." Wang Rui said.

Wu Hen nodded.

Different paths can’t coexist.

Parting sooner shouldn’t delay each other’s future.

After Wang Rui’s explanations, Wu Hen found his old friend had grown considerably over the five years, speaking with a broader perspective, no longer the high school kid thinking about legs and whiteness!

However, when Wu Hen was about to admire Wang Rui, he noticed lines of projected text reflected in his sunglasses, looking much like a complete script!

"Did you just read from a script?" Wu Hen raised an eyebrow and asked.

"No... No way!" Wang Rui hurriedly took off his sunglasses to prove his innocence, messily forgetting to turn off the internal projection.

The script’s bold letters reflected in the air ahead like a PPT!

"I thought your awareness had reached this high. It turns out you’re carrying out an assignment from an organization. Who wrote this script?" Wu Hen asked.

"Heh heh, can’t fool Brother Hen. Someone indeed asked me to relay messages. Since I couldn’t remember much, given you just woke up, they figured you’d listen better to a familiar face. You know the writer too... Oh, you should know."

"Who?" Wu Hen asked.

"Li Feng!"

Wu Hen was shocked.

It turned out to be him, the one who opened humanity’s Pandora’s Box!