Chapter 220: Whisper In Sleep

Chapter 220: Whisper In Sleep



A few hours ago, by the world that was devoid of light.

Victor emerged from the light that vanished as soon as he stepped onto the dark ground.

"The world of death..." Victor raised an eyebrow.

It was the first time he had been here, as this was his first death.

The death didn't make him mad or sad; it made him curious.

The infamous Dark World.

What was the reason that no one kept their memories of that place?

At that moment, he saw the only source of light coming from ahead. It was the gateway to the Dark World.

Victor narrowed his eyes and headed there, but when he was not that far away, he saw a silhouette that almost seemed invisible inside this dark place.

The strange man was sitting on the ground, his back permanently hunched, staring blankly at the gateway like he wanted to go there, but since he was sitting for too long, he couldn't stand up anymore.

"Who are you?" Victor asked from him.

The strange man didn't answer.

"Hey," Victor said.

The strange man didn't answer.

At that moment, Victor just slapped at the back of his head, hoping to get a reaction.

This time, the strange man let out a strong, guttural groan.

"That hurt, bastard..." The strange man whispered.

"So, you can speak." Victor said with a laugh. "You look horrible. What happened to you?"

"Good question..." The strange man said. "You woke me up..."

"I woke you up?"

"Yes, I was sleeping." The strange man said. "That's the only thing I can do here. Sleep, sleep, and sleep..."

"Why the hell are you here?" Victor asked. "You're a player, right?"

"I am." The strange man said. "Are you from the New World?"

"Yeah, and no. I lived in the place that we, Wildlifers, called as Other World." Victor said.

"I am envious." The strange man said. "I've never been there, and then I died, so I can never get there."

"What's your name?" Victor asked.

"Noel's the name." The strange man said and rubbed his lengthy beard that had grown overtime.

"You didn't answer one question from me. Why are you here?"

"I didn't expect you to see up so late." Adam said and took a sip of the water.

"I was studying; exams are coming up-" Alice said and yawned. "I was about to go to bed."

"Mm, good luck then." Adam poured the rest of the water on the sink, washed the cup, and placed it on the drying rack.

"What about you?" Alice asked. "I thought it would take another few weeks before I can see

you again."

"Uhh..." Adam shrugged his shoulders. "I felt like getting some real air."

"Real air?" Alice looked out of the window. "Its dark already."

"I know," Adam replied. "I just felt like taking a jog for fun."

"Its dangerous." Alice said with worry. "I heard that there have been some shady individuals lurking around Navy Town lately..."

"Oh, again?" Adam raised an eyebrow. "I remember John talking about that a long time ago."

"Yes, we were talking about it at school." Alice said. "Apparently they're all tattooed and have been causing trouble."

"Mm, I'll be careful." Adam said and leaned against the kitchen counter while looking at

Alice.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Alice asked from him with a pout.

She saw his lips curl upward in his classic playful grin.

"Nah, it's nothing." Adam shook his head and went to the front door to put on some outdoor

clothes.

Alice tilted her head in confusion, wondering what he was hiding from her.

"Is there something going on in that other world?" she asked out of curiosity.

"Oh, why do you think so?" Adam asked curiously.

"I just had a hunch." She said. "You're acting strangely, after all."

"You're overthinking it." Adam put on the clothes and was about to leave the house.

At that moment, Alice said. "Is this about Lady Yu?"

Adam froze like a person stuck in time.

"How do you know that name?"

"You... whispered that name in your sleep." Alice said. "I happened to hear it."

"Mm..." Adam shook his head. "It's nothing; see you later, alright?"

With that, he left the house, but Alice noticed a look of longing in his eyes. She could tell that

person meant a great deal for him.

'Adam...'