The surface of the water in front of him was divided into a checkerboard pattern of fine gauze that looked like paddy fields, flat and expansive as an endless lake or even ocean.
It was empty, without a single soul in sight, and the water was undisturbed except for Li Changzhou; there were no objects higher than the water's surface—The gauze merely floated on it.
Li Changzhou stood on the water, feeling as if he were in a mirror world, or as though he had arrived at the land of souls.
The sky, too, was devoid of any clutter, not a cloud in sight, creating a surreal feeling as if viewing an unfinished painting.
"Thud! Thud! Thud!"
It was a sound similar to that of an old hand tractor, caught by Li Changzhou from a great distance, breaking the dead silence before him.
Li Changzhou didn't move but squatted to check the water where the glow from his kidneys slightly surpassed that from his heart, liver, spleen, and lungs.
