Journey to the Mysterious Sea

In that extremely deep cave that seemed to be able to devour everything mercilessly, the surrounding walls seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible black hand hidden in the darkness, emitting a mysterious and extremely weird atmosphere. This atmosphere was as thick as extremely sticky ink, flowing slowly and slowly, like a thick curtain, tightly wrapping the wall, completely covering its original true appearance. No matter how hard people tried to explore, they could never uncover the mysterious veil.

A faint and strange light seeped out with difficulty from the nearby minerals emitting strange colors. The light was like a candle in the wind, flickering, sometimes as bright and dazzling as a bright star, and sometimes as dim as a lamp that was about to go out, making the entire cave look even more gloomy and terrifying, as if it was a corner completely forgotten by the world, filled with a creepy atmosphere, as if every inch of the air here was filled with unknown fear, which made people shudder.

Wang Xunhai was in this gloomy and terrifying environment. His body trembled slightly involuntarily. The trembling was not just an instinctive reaction of the body, but more like the fear from the depths of the soul. This fear was like an invisible giant claw, grabbing his heart fiercely, making him feel difficult to breathe, as if the air around him was ruthlessly extracted, becoming extremely thin, almost suffocating. His eyes were filled with extreme fear. The fear was like an endless giant net, sweeping over him, as if to completely devour his soul, and let him fall into the endless dark abyss, unable to break free. His eyes were fixed on the self in front of him, who was said to be 20 years later. There was disbelief and deep confusion in his eyes, as if everything in front of him was far beyond his cognitive scope, making him feel extremely confused and terrified. The whole person seemed to be lost in an illusory world, unable to find any direction, and rushing around in the dark like a headless fly.

The middle-aged man, the middle-aged version of Wang Xunhai, had deep traces of time on his face. The wrinkles were like the marks left by the knife of time, crisscrossing and like bottomless ravines, deeply engraved with vicissitudes and fatigue. His body was shaking constantly, and every tremor seemed to be the fear and anger in his heart struggling with all his might, trying to break through the invisible shackles and find an outlet for venting. He shouted at the top of his lungs: "What the hell are you talking about!!! How can there be such a ridiculous thing!! What a damn joke! This is just too weird!"

His voice kept echoing in the cave, like a deafening thunder, strongly impacting every corner of the cave, making the air in the cave seem to tremble violently. The voice contained endless despair and unwillingness, as if it was the last desperate roar of a beast trapped in the darkness, trying to break through the heavy shackles of the darkness and desperately looking for a glimmer of hope, but it seemed so powerless and so pale.

The elder brother also responded speechlessly: "In the future, I encountered a series of betrayals. Those teammates who once fought side by side with me and shared weal and woe with me, unexpectedly pushed me into the abyss of death at the most critical moment. In that chaotic and misty state of near death, I unexpectedly found myself back 20 years ago. At first, I thought this was just an ordinary rebirth, but what I never expected was that this was actually a body travel. The future me traveled to 20 years ago with the future body and met my childhood self. Hahaha, this is really interesting.

"There was a hint of self-mockery and helplessness in his words, and the voice seemed to be slowly telling an absurd, yet unbelievable bizarre story. His eyes revealed a kind of fatigue and confusion after experiencing vicissitudes of life, as if he felt extremely confused and helpless about the tricks of fate. Those eyes seemed to carry countless stories and heavy emotions, which moved people. Every word and every tone seemed to carry his heavy past and confusion about the future, like a heavy boulder, pressing people to breathe.

After Wang Xunhai heard these words, he was shocked to the extreme as if he was struck by a thunderbolt with great power. It felt as if the whole world was collapsing and falling apart in an instant. He felt his scalp tingling, as if countless tiny ants were crawling and gnawing on it frantically, making him feel extremely uncomfortable all over, as if countless small insects were wriggling on his body, making him want to reach out and scratch to relieve this unbearable discomfort. He stammered, "You...you know that I am a time traveler? You know about time travel? And you know about rebirth."

His voice was full of astonishment and doubt, and his tone seemed to be questioning an incomprehensible mystery. His eyes were full of fear of this unknown world and deep doubts about his own identity. He was in a state of extreme uneasiness and confusion, as if he was in a foggy maze and could not find a way out. His heart was full of helplessness and fear, as if he was falling into an abyss.

The elder brother slowly said, "I said, I am you 20 years later! Not only do I know that you came from Earth, I also know that you live in Stone King Village. You were ruthlessly driven out by the people in the village, so you had to embark on this difficult journey full of unknowns and variables. It is precisely because of this that you have determined to establish your future goal, which is to walk out of the wilderness and become a real strong man. When I was a child, I really had no ability to withstand pressure. Just because I suffered some cold eyes and ruthless ridicule, I resolutely left the village. Before leaving, I didn't even think about sweeping away everything in the village. I still cared too much about the so-called face. In fact, now that I think about it carefully, I was really too naive at the time. For the illusory dignity, I gave up some real interests without hesitation."

The elder brother's eyes revealed a trace of regret and helplessness. His voice was low and hoarse, as if he was recalling the past that he could not bear to look back on. Every word he spoke was filled with deep heaviness and regret, making people feel his inner pain and struggle. The voice seemed to be a sigh from the depths of the soul, full of reflections on the past and helplessness towards reality, like a sad melody, slowly echoing in this gloomy cave.