Thousands of miles below the deep sea, a bright light shines down.

As Yu Zhuo descended into the increasingly heavy seawater, a faint light emanated from the almost completely transparent barrier. As if sensing Yu Zhuo's arrival, the barrier's defenses weakened, and it even opened its gates just as they were about to reach them.

Zhou Yanshu's silver tail rippled, and upon seeing this, he frowned and looked hesitantly at Yu Zhuo behind him.

Yu Zhuo nodded to him, then swam to the edge of the barrier first.

This place that created him and infused him with energy for many years, this place where he was first born, automatically opened a crack for him to enter after sensing Yu Zhuo's approach.

Yu Zhuo narrowed his eyes. Without hesitation, he swam straight through the gap into the barrier.

Zhou Yanshu and Yu Xiangwan followed closely behind. The crack healed slowly, giving them a limited time to find an opportunity to squeeze in.

"What's in here?" Yu Xiangwan's face was purple from the frozen seawater. After entering, he turned to look behind him. The crack in the barrier had completely closed, and there was no trace of it ever having been open.

“I have the power to save your lives,” Yu Zhuo said.

Yu Zhuo has been gone for over a century. Although it has been a long time, it is still insignificant compared to the thousands upon thousands of years that the main system has been infusing him with energy.

Similarly, the abyss hidden beneath this barrier is constantly being corrupted by the system's energy. As soon as Yu Zhuo entered, he sensed the abundant system energy within.

Using this energy to cure the ailments of the tabby cat family might be effective.

Upon hearing this, Yu Xiangwan remained silent. He glanced around and noticed that although the space here was brighter than outside, it was surrounded by black rocks and cliffs, and there were hardly any other living creatures to be seen.

He frowned inwardly and continued to follow behind Yu Zhuo.

Yu Zhuo grasped Zhou Yanshu's hand and led him forward a short distance, asking in a low voice, "How are you? Does your leg hurt?"

Zhou Yanshu was still observing his surroundings when he spoke up, "It's alright, it doesn't hurt. Where is that place?"

Yu Zhuo looked in the direction he was pointing and saw the black rock cliffs not far away: "These are places I used to climb and play in when I was a kid, nothing special."

An unreadable emotion flashed across Zhou Yanshu's eyes: "Is this how he treats you? There isn't even a bed here, how are you supposed to sleep?"

Yu Zhuo pinched the tip of his nose: "When I was a kid, I was very energetic. I would play for more than ten hours a day and hardly ever slept."

Zhou Yanshu sneered, turned his head away, and continued to look around with a cold expression.

Everything here resembles a prison. It's not even as good as a prison; at least in a prison there's food and daily necessities, but in this dark abyss, there's only Yu Zhuo.

Machines... This is the environment in which Yu Zhuo, as a machine, exists.

Zhou Yanshu's jaw muscles twitched. He had seen those black rock cliffs, and he held Yu Zhuo's hand without saying anything more.

Yu Zhuo was still searching for the IV tubes he had removed from his body many years ago. These tubes contained residual energy from him and the main system. Just a little of it would alleviate the unexplained illness of Yu's parents.

Yu Zhuo continued walking deeper into the abyss. The light outside gradually faded, and the deeper he went, the thicker the black mist became.

"Click——"

Yu Zhuo didn't know what he had stepped on. He stopped abruptly and heard a crisp cracking sound in the air.

"...What is it?" Yu Zhuo asked cautiously.

Zhou Yanshu immediately went on guard upon hearing the sound, and Yu Xiangwan also quickly stepped forward, looking around warily.

"A trap? Don't move..."

Zhou Yanshu spoke in a low voice, but before he could finish, he saw Yu Zhuo move his foot, squat down, and pick up the thing that had been stepped on with his hand.

Zhou Yanshu: "..."

"Hmm...it's nothing, it's just a mechanical fragment." Yu Zhuo placed the object in his palm and pointed to the cracks on it, saying, "The material is quite good, it's not plastic, and it even has bionic skin on it. I guess it's also used to create humans."

Zhou Yanshu and Yu Xiangwan were both taken aback upon hearing this: "What?"

Yu Zhuo had only said it casually, but as he touched the surface of the mechanical fragments beneath him with his fingertips, he vaguely sensed something: "Creating humans..."

Yu Zhuo's expression changed slightly, and he strode inside. As he walked, the cracking and splintering of mechanical debris echoed along the path.

The road was almost covered with mechanical debris. At first there were only one or two pieces, but later it seemed like there were thousands upon thousands of pieces. As Yu Zhuo walked on it, he listened to the sounds of breaking and shattering, and felt a throbbing pain in his brain.

He is human, and he is also a system.

Now, a thick layer has been piled up, and what he is stepping on are all system fragments similar to himself.

...What exactly happened?

Yu Zhuo frowned. He walked for about ten minutes before entering another, more open area. The system fragments were finally becoming scarce. Yu Zhuo followed the remaining small fragments on the ground to the edge of the cliff.

There were several mechanical dolls lying there.

Yu Zhuo's pupils trembled, and he felt a lump in his throat, unsure of what to say.

These mechanical dolls were all about the same size as Yu Zhuo. Their human forms had already taken shape, and they all had silver or white hair, but their pupils were lifeless and empty, and their bodies were stiff. They were naked and thrown into a corner.

Yu Zhuo stepped forward, his knuckles stiffened, and he turned over the puppet closest to him.

His back was covered with holes, all showing signs of torn mechanical parts.

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