Chapter 658 About the Future

Chapter 658: About the Future

When the battlefield around Face Forest was abruptly ended by that cataclysmic explosion, the ensuing silence felt uncanny. The air still reeked of ash and blood; the collapsed forest and ravaged land bore grim testament to the savagery that had unfolded.

Su Bai and all members of the Opposition knew full well—

The true war had only just begun.

It was only when the flames of war fully ignited beneath the red moon that Su Bai finally understood why, even as the Red Moon Association feared Wu Hang and Su Xuan, the Opposition remained equally wary of the Red Moon Association’s existence.

Though, during the clash at Face Forest, the Opposition had deployed overwhelming force to eliminate a portion of the Red Moon Association’s high-ranking members—those terrifying figures annihilated by mist and fire—this did not signify victory.

The Red Moon Association’s roots had long since burrowed deep into every shadow of the nightmare world. Their influence seeped silently into countless corners, invisible and dormant in ordinary times.

Now, with the destruction of the Face Forest laboratory and the fall of several high-ranking Red Moon Association members, this behemoth was finally forced to reveal itself.

A protracted war loomed on the horizon. All Eerie Entities allied with the Opposition—and all human players—had become targets for eradication.

This had become a war from which neither side could retreat.

The Red Moon Association attempted to rebuild the laboratory, but having lost most of the mermaid samples and remains from the original facility, restoring it to its former state was nothing short of fantasy.

Years of work were obliterated in an instant—as if their very heart had been torn out. The surviving high-ranking members of the Red Moon Association burned with fury and hatred. Even if the laboratory could not be rebuilt, they would annihilate the Opposition alliance before the red moon fell.

Even if all perished together after the red moon’s descent, the Red Moon Association’s elite would never stand idly by while the Opposition—the ones who had destroyed everything—escaped with the Ghost Witch’s aid.

Most critically, they had learned that the Opposition might possess a fixed point.

Their experiments had always aimed to create one—though success was never guaranteed. If a fixed point already existed, then locating and seizing it was far more vital than rebuilding the laboratory.

Battlefield after battlefield erupted.

From the Sea of Blood to the remnants hidden among the trees, from the abyss to the desolate wastelands, the Red Moon Association’s remaining forces summoned every ounce of power at their disposal, launching frenzied assaults against the Opposition.

The nightmare world had never witnessed such total upheaval.

Though the first battlefield had been secured swiftly, the constant emergence of new fronts made this war feel interminable.

The nightmare world was immeasurably vast. Regions akin to Honghuai City and Qingliu City constituted merely a sliver of the entire war zone—mere entry points torn open by spreading flames; the true conflagration would rage across far deeper, uncharted expanses.

As Lord of the Puzzle, Su Bai could not easily withdraw from the front lines. His existence remained tightly bound to the Puzzle Domain. Thus, he decided to use the Mist Shop’s passage to bring his mother, Lin Wan, into the shop.

Empowered by so many Puzzles, the shop’s rest area had expanded to an astonishing scale. From the outside, it appeared to be nothing more than a small, unassuming shop—but inside, it concealed a base large enough to serve as a fortress.

Most terrifyingly, this stronghold did not exist in isolation. It was linked to the towering Mist Mountain, and on its opposite end opened directly into the “Honghuai City” constructed by Su Xuan. Amid the war-torn nightmare world, this shop had become the Opposition’s most secret and stable headquarters.

The good news was that, after Lin Wan entered the nightmare world, though Su Bai and the others continued making slow progress with their vitality research, the Mist Shop’s power quietly influenced her like a gentle, steady current of energy. Her previously dazed state gradually receded, and her waking periods grew longer.

When awake, Su Bai and Su Xuan would push her wheelchair and take her for walks through “Honghuai City.”

At first, Lin Wan’s memories of Su Xuan seemed partially severed. Yet as she walked along the streets of Honghuai City—reconstructed exactly as they had been years ago—gazing upon the real streets, familiar corners, and shops, her eyes would sometimes pause, and fragments of memory tied to Su Xuan would resurface.

This left Su Xuan—who was usually masterful at concealing his emotions—struggling to maintain his composure. His eyes reddened; his knuckles whitened as he gripped the wheelchair handles; he even had to look away to hide his feelings.

Su Bai said nothing. He simply remained quietly by her side, occasionally reaching out to adjust the shawl draped over her shoulders.

Once all matters behind the front lines had been properly settled, Su Bai and Wu Hang set out once more.

This time, their target was no longer a specific region, no longer a certain forest.

They would exert every ounce of strength to incorporate the red moon—the one destined to fall—into the puzzle.

“What will we do after it’s all over?”

Gazing up at the red moon hanging in the sky, Su Bai suddenly felt disoriented. Perhaps he had grown accustomed to the air of the nightmare world—even to the point where he felt he could only truly relax here. In truth, he found it difficult to imagine what the future held.

“I remember you wanted to go to that place called… a university.” Wu Hang recalled many things about Su Bai.

“And after that?” Su Bai smiled faintly, turning back to Wu Hang, pressing further.

“You’ve always been curious about worlds beyond these two. I can take you to see others—not as mysterious or dangerous as the Void Sea, but all deeply fascinating. Those places have new scenery, new rules.” Wu Hang continued his suggestion.

“It does sound like it would take a long time.” Su Bai paused briefly, then let out a soft laugh. “But these are all things I want to do. What about you? Is there anything you want to do?”

“Me?” Wu Hang’s true body possessed far richer expressions and deeper eyes than his puppets.

“Yes—the great Lord Ghost Witch is part of my future plans too, so I need to hear what the Lord Ghost Witch wants to do.” Su Bai’s gaze was exceptionally serious.

“What I want to do is stay by your side.” Wu Hang spoke without the slightest hesitation—but after uttering the words, he paused for a moment. “However…”

As he spoke, Wu Hang produced a crimson marriage contract from somewhere.

“According to my clan’s customs, this marriage contract only takes full effect after the traditional ceremony is completed.” Wu Hang’s tone remained calm yet solemn. Then, meeting Su Bai’s eyes, he spoke softly: “So, once everything is over… how about we hold the ceremony? Okay?”

The Lord Ghost Witch’s gaze on the battlefield was always cold and imposing—but at this moment, it betrayed the faintest trace of nervousness. He watched Su Bai’s expression closely—the great Lord Ghost Witch was actually nervous.

Su Bai gazed at him quietly, a slow smile curling at the corners of his lips.

“I remember the day of my rebirth,” he murmured, voice soft—as both memory and vow. “Sitting on Route 444 bus, when I first saw the Mist Shop, the words echoing in my ears.”

He leaned in slowly, bringing his breath close to Wu Hang’s ear, and whispered eight words—

Hold your hand,

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