Traces left by life walking through the world are things that are very difficult to describe.
Lin An didn't know how Mr. Liu did it, but he had a cheat.
As his mind wandered through these indescribable traces, soon, a visualizable image reappeared before his eyes.
It was an endless darkness, and in the midst of the darkness, there sat a silhouette on a bench right in the center.
Behind the silhouette was a huge banyan tree, immensely large, with countless aerial roots hanging down.
This scene was especially harmonious, giving one the feeling of comfort at a glance, as if it was meant to be this way.
This world, Lin An had been here before!
It was the World of Fissures between the real world and the Spirit Realm!
Lin An's guess was not wrong; Mr. Liu and the great banyan tree had constructed two different, yet perfectly fitting, worlds!
Much better-off than Chen Shuyun's current state!
Especially harmonious!
