Chapter 490: Sleep'n Tight

Chapter 490: Sleep'n Tight



The second gateway was much grander than the initial one, also wider, gleaming with an almost whitish sheen, both the pole and the arc.

The lady stopped at the beginning of the black metallic steps and signaled with her hand for Northern to continue up, keeping as straight a face as she could manage.

Northern did as she instructed, walking to the center of the gateway and sincerely hoping that there was going to be no issue this time around.

The reason for the malfunction was very simple.

The gateway counted the quantity of souls and transported them, and in some cases, the quality of souls.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

If Northern were to be literal, his soul was a very robust world that now held within it thousands of souls. If this object was as potent as its reputation suggested, then that meant it wasn't counting Northern as just one soul, but rather as thousands of souls.

This was due to all the souls in the Limitless Void.

That was what made the malfunction surprise Northern. He was truly awed at the ability of the gateway and the crystal.

And that made him realize that the Central Plains was a place he had not truly ventured into, even though he grew up there.

He had heard of several things through the news feed and the mouths of travelers, but he had never actually been there.

The thought of finally starting his adventure journey in the Central Plains made his heart leap with a small force of excitement, and Northern actually looked forward to it.

Northern stood in the center of the gateway while the whirring sound built up again. This time, he tried to guess where the mechanism was positioned.

There was no point he could think of, except below the metallic platform he was standing on.

*I'm guessing all of it is part of the gateway,* he thought.

Northern looked down the moment a white circle appeared on the ground, then began to grow brighter. At some point, the circle looked like it was blinking, which had Northern worried, but eventually, a white light purged out of it, enveloping him, and slowly his point of view changed.

What Northern saw, though it was brief, was a blank, white world with flowing flame-like threads.

It was the same thing as the ligatures of reality he was used to observing; the only difference was this blank white world.

"That last part. I don't remember smiling much while growing up," Northern replied.

Shin chuckled. "You smiled every time Eisha held you. I'm sure you'll find your smile again."

Northern's expression became somewhat despondent. 'Don't be so sure...'

After a few moments, as they trekked out of the port, Northern asked again.

"So what do we do from here?"

Shin looked at the others who were behind them before bringing his eyes back to Northern.

"We find a lodge."

"After you."

Shin smiled a little and led them away.

The streets of South Drywall, even at midnight, bubbled with a small crowd of people. But Northern's guess was that they couldn't be the good kind of people.

They were probably the sort who caused crimes under the cover of darkness.

Even their gazes were full of suspicion. Of course, there were still innocent people, such as

other travelers and merchants conducting legitimate business.

Soft light illuminated the walkway of the street. There were dark alleys here and there, from which unpleasant smells and moans emerged.

And dirt littered the ground.

Eventually, Shin stopped in front of an auberge.

The signboard with a blinking neon light read: Sleep'n tight.

Shin looked at it with a smile, "Quite the name isn't it..."