Chapter 450 (1/2)

Chu Yunsheng indeed began to regret his decision.

In fact, he regretted so much that he wanted to kill himself. He didn’t expect that the scariest enemy was not the seven nails, not the death, but the endless loneliness and silence.

This type of torture was worse than death. It was like being locked in a dark room for many years, but there was no one to talk to and no one to listen to. It was just him talking to himself repeatedly like a maniac.

In the beginning, because the book was losing, and he was scared to be eliminated just like that, he was mainly focusing on helping the book to counter-attack the nails; and he didn’t pay much attention to other things. But as the seven nails began to lose its advantages, and the risk of him being killed gradually reduced, he started to realise something else.

He thought that his mind was as strong as a rock because what he had been through. He had experienced loneliness before. So he believed that It was not a big deal.

But this time, he was wrong, completely wrong.

He had never experienced loneliness in such a long period of time. It was as if there was no end, no hope, and no future. It was like he was buried alive deep under the ground; there was just darkness and silence in front of him.

The first stage was the endurance period. With his strong willpower, he got through the period. The second stage was the pain, he still got through it. The third stage was the numbness…

The fourth stage was the endless emptiness, it was so empty that it was constantly making him lose his mind.

It was at this moment that he really hoped that he shouldn’t have killed the shadow. Regardless of what intention it had, at least, it could talk to him. Even if it meant to have the shadow constantly cursing at him.

However, it was just an unrealistic hope, it was a hope that once he lost it, he would not be able to get it back again.

He was looking for anything that was meaningful crazily; anything that could help him to replace the emptiness inside him.

From counting zero to one million, from one million to one billion…

From the first story that he could remember: Andersen’s Fairy Tales; One Thousand and One Nights; Saint Seiya: Knights of the Zodiac… he kept telling himself a story after a story…

When he finished all the stories, he felt empty again. Then he began to go through all the knowledge he had learned in the age of light again. News, names of the people he had met, physics, chemistry, anything that he could still remember he would go through them again…

Loneliness was like dark nights, it was endless, but his memory was limited, he felt empty again when he couldn’t find anything in his memory.

So he began to make up fake stories to fool himself. From historical fantasy to modern; from modern to sci-fi… and eventually, he ran out of materials to make up stories…

He felt empty again. After thinking of all the methods he could use to get rid of the feeling of emptiness, eventually, he started to study the seven nails and some other things.

The pages of the ancient book were still scattered and flying in the air, so he couldn’t read them. Otherwise, it would also help him to kill some time.

But the seven nails also weren’t that easy to study. Since he couldn’t touch it, he had to guess and a.s.sume based on what he knew…

He began by sorting out the relations.h.i.+p between all the aliens and the monsters that he had encountered in the past first, it also included that shadow as well. Fearing that he was going to sort out all of them very soon, he deliberately tried to slow himself down.