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Yes, after night falls, this place finally quiets down.
The reason is that the Fifth Day is embedded on the giant ring that circles the entire planet. Because the Sun Ring must face the Sun at all tis when activated, the gigantic Sun Ring maintains almost the sa rotational frequency as the planet to continuously face the Sun and charge. However, the charging is so loud that it can only rest for a while when the other days are relatively far from the Fifth Day.
The three people in the Sealing Cage lie scattered and asleep, but except for Hooked Kiss, Fisher and the other one sleep uncomfortably. The floor of the cage is hard, but Hooked Kiss, being a mber of the Whale-man Species, uses a big tail to prop up his head to sleep, in a strange posture with two soles completely aligned, and he sleeps so soundly that he cannot be awakened. Every ti he sleeps, it is always deep and peaceful.
Even though Fisher has muscles, he often feels cold. In the silent deep night, he suddenly opened his eyes and woke up, but not because of the cold; it was because he suddenly heard a subtle and faint sharp friction sound. Initially, he thought it was the Sun Ring turning back, but it was so cold at the mont that he quickly realized the sound was coming from inside the cage.
In the darkness, Fisher squinted his eyes and turned his head to look at Hooked Kiss, who was holding a ho letter already completed in his hand, sleeping dead soundly with a smile at the corner of his mouth while maintaining that strange posture. Then looking towards Tangze Asuka’s direction, Fisher saw her curling her body facing the wall, her shoulders constantly shrugging, seemingly with both hands moving slightly in front of the wall.
"Click... Click... Click..."
Listening to the sharp sound, Fisher instinctively reached for the carving knife placed beside him, but unsurprisingly found it empty.
He turned his head again towards Tangze Asuka, silently observing for a few seconds before he suddenly discovered that Tangze Asuka seed to be slowly and, bit by bit, carving a line of familiar yet incomprehensible text on the wall with his carving knife,
"I want to go ho"
It seed like... in the Northern Moon Rabbit Clan Ancestral Hall of the Turand Family, he had seen the exact sa text in the Sealing Cage...
That is to say, the Sealing Cage at that ti was indeed the sa one they were in now, and the person who carved that line was none other than the newly arrived Tangze Asuka?
Watching Tangze Asuka curled up in front of him, her shoulders constantly shrugging, seemingly silently sobbing, Fisher pondered for a mont, then suddenly asked,
"What does this sentence an?"
"Ah, ah, ah, ah..."
Tangze Asuka heard Fisher suddenly speak from behind, which made her hand, which was already too cold to hold the knife, tremble violently, causing the carving knife to fall to the ground. Frightened, she imdiately sat up. Her hair was slightly disheveled at this mont, with a few tangled strands falling through countless gaps and covering a bit of her tear-wet eyes.
She shivered from the cold, shrinking a long way to the corner of the cage, then hurriedly bowed her head and apologized,
"Sorry... I’m sorry... I’m sorry... Mr. Fisher, I didn’t an to take your things... I’m really sorry..."
Her tone carried a bit of a sob, and then, as if in the morning, she hugged her legs, wrapped in black thigh-high socks, shrinking into a pitiful ball.
Fisher opened his mouth, looking at the little girl in front of him with her head buried, then glanced at her continuously entangled, pinched-and-turned-blue fingers. That hint of disheveled hair color and the pink sobbing fully represented vulnerability, which could inadvertently arouse the Flas of male reproduction, making one couldn’t help but want to bully her further...
But just as this thought erged, Fisher had already silently turned to look at Hooked Kiss, who was completely out cold, unmoving, looking serene. He said,
"It doesn’t matter because it’s not really mine, but rather that guy’s... I’m just a little curious, what does the line you wrote an."
Tangze Asuka raised her watery eyes slightly, seemingly wanting to scrutinize Fisher in front of her for any trace of bla. Unfortunately, she was just a mortal and couldn’t see clearly in the dark like Fisher could,
"It ans... I want to go ho..."
"...I see."
"Hmm... I’m sorry for waking you up, Mr. Fisher."
Fisher leaned against the wall beside him, exhaling a warm breath in the dark. He didn’t know how the Breathing Holy Object from his lungs allowed him to breathe in the ether sea, but Fisher had no intention of exploring it at this mont. He just spoke,
"I’m suddenly a bit curious, what exactly does the phrase you often say an?"
"Which phrase?"
Tangze Asuka turned her head to look at Fisher but saw nothing,
"The phrase... ’Namo Amitabha Buddha,’ what does it an?"
"Ah, Mr. Fisher’s Japanese... is so standard."
"Because I have a pretty good mory, so, what does it an?"
"It’s actually a Buddhist phrase. The ’Namo’ in front is translated from Sanskrit, aning reverence, and the ’Amitabha Buddha’ is the lord of the Western Pure Land, considered a Great Wisdom One, an Enlightened One, in Buddhist beliefs..."
Fisher’s eye corner twitched slightly, as if he recognized every word, but putting them together, he didn’t understand what it ant.
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