Chapter 356 Black Vortex
Chapter 356 Black Vortex
Lin Fan stopped and stood still, carefully sensing the changes around him.
That feeling was so vivid.
It wasn't something I saw or heard, but a feeling that came from instinct.
It's a feeling that tells him there's something ahead, and more than one.
At this moment, if it were an ordinary person, they would have turned and run away by now.
But he is not an ordinary person.
"...This feeling is really..."
He let out a breath, then stopped thinking about it and hesitated for a moment before taking a step further into the depths.
As he gradually walked towards the center, the surrounding environment began to change.
The world outside that barrier could barely be considered "real," while inside the barrier, everything carried an unreal quality.
The outlines of the trees were slightly distorted in view, and the fallen leaves on the ground made no sound when stepped on.
It wasn't a "very soft" sound; it was absolutely none.
Even his own breathing sounded as if it had been swallowed up by something.
Lin Fan glanced down at his feet. The soles of his shoes crunched on the fallen leaves, but there was still no sound.
It felt like someone had silenced the world.
He raised his head and continued walking.
In my perception, those "existences" are still there.
Not far, not near, scattered in different directions around him.
Some were to the left front, some to the right rear, and there was even one...
Right above his head, in the tree canopy.
But he couldn't see anything.
There was nothing in the tree canopy. There was nothing to the left front.
To the right rear, there was nothing there either.
"I can feel it, but I can't see it," Lin Fan muttered.
This situation of "only perception without vision" made him somewhat uncomfortable.
It's like you know there's someone watching you in the dark, but when you turn around and look around, there's nothing there.
It's even more terrifying than a horror movie.
At the same time, it also made him think of the huge black shadow in the gloomy world that always kept its distance from him.
He couldn't say the two were similar; they were exactly the same.
But those things didn't attack him, at least not yet. The things he sensed just stayed there, neither moving nor getting closer.
It was as if they were observing him.
Or perhaps... they're waiting for something.
Lin Fan ignored them and quickened his pace, heading deeper into the forest.
As he ventured deeper, the gray fog grew thicker and thicker.
At first, I could still see things more than ten meters away, but after walking for about five minutes, my field of vision had been reduced to less than five meters.
The speed at which the fog flows is also increasing.
And the fog thickens the further you go in.
And the perceived "existence" is also increasing.
From the initial four or five, to more than a dozen, and then later... he had lost count.
He was enveloped by a dense sense of being watched from all directions.
Realizing this, Lin Fan finally slowed down.
It's not fear.
It was the scene ahead that forced him to stop.
The thick fog in front of him suddenly thinned out.
It also reveals a large open space.
Of course, the real reason he stopped was the very center of that space in front of him...
It was a black vortex.
A huge black vortex.
The diameter is estimated to be at least over 100 meters.
Even more bizarrely, the vortex was suspended about twenty meters above the ground, rotating slowly and rhythmically.
Gray mist was constantly being drawn into its edge, then disappeared into the bottomless darkness.
Everything around it seemed to be distorted by it.
The outlines of the trees curved toward the vortex, and the dead leaves and pebbles on the ground slowly slid toward that direction.
He even noticed that there was no light in the sky above this area.
Lin Fan stood fifty meters away, staring at the thing.
For the first time, he felt that the word "spectacular" was not enough.
Because inside that vortex, he could vaguely see... something moving around.
It's not an illusion. It's a direct visual perception.
He could clearly see a huge outline moving vaguely deep within the vortex.
Slow, heavy, as if something was moving through that dark passage.
At this moment, standing before this enormous vortex, a strange feeling welled up within him.
It felt like standing in front of an open door, with another world on the other side.
"..."
Staring at the black vortex, Lin Fan remained silent for a long time.
That bleak world involuntarily came to mind.
Could this thing be connected to that dark world?
Or perhaps this is a gateway to other worlds...
Entrance?
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but think of those beings scattered around him, beings he could sense but couldn't see.
Did these things come from this vortex?
What will they do when they enter the real world?
Thinking of this, Lin Fan's expression changed.
It wasn't fear, it was solemnity.
If the world beyond the black vortex could truly seep into reality in this way...
That area north of the nuclear power plant is probably just the beginning.
At the same time, he thought of something else.
That's Little Wu.
The battle traces Miller mentioned earlier showed a fight between giant beasts nearly a hundred meters in size.
Is Xiao Wu fighting something that came out of here?
Or... did Little Wu get sucked into this thing?
Lin Fan stared at the vortex for a long time, his mind racing.
Go in?
He certainly has that ability.
After all, he had been to the Dark World several times before, although each time it wasn't voluntary.
But now that this entrance is right in front of us, going in willingly and going in passively are two different things.
As he hesitated, he suddenly sensed a change.
Those things that had been "observing from a standstill" began to move.
It's not moving towards him.
Instead, it moved towards the vortex.
The galaxies that existed in his perception began to converge toward the vortex.
The speed was not fast, but it was very uniform and very orderly.
It was as if I had received some kind of instruction.
"Is this... going back?"
Lin Fan watched as those entities he sensed "disappeared" one by one in the direction of the vortex, and his brows furrowed even more.
Are these things just out for a stroll?
Or is there something controlling their entry and exit?
He took one last look at the vortex, memorized the general location and situation of the area, and then turned around and walked back without hesitation.
He did not rush in.
It's not fear, it's a lack of information.
Going in rashly is tantamount to giving yourself away.
Let's wait until we understand more of the situation before making a decision.
Backtrack.
The moment I stepped out of the barrier, the sound returned.
The sound of wind, the cracking of dry branches, and the cry of some unknown bird in the distance.
When all the sounds returned, Lin Fan breathed a sigh of relief.
The completely silent environment he had just experienced was even more oppressive than he had imagined.
He walked quickly back to where he parked, opened the car door, got in, started the engine, and drove away without hesitation.
On the way back, he kept thinking about the whirlpool.
A hundred meters in diameter. The entrance to a gloomy world. Something is moving inside. Unseen creatures are coming and going.
In the past, even online novelists wouldn't dare to write something like this.
But now, it has clearly appeared in the real world.
About forty minutes into the drive, the walkie-talkie suddenly went off.
"Mr. Lin? Mr. Lin, did you receive it?"
It was Miller's voice.
Lin Fan picked up the walkie-talkie: "Speak."
"The saplings over there by Bruce... have grown again. They're almost 1.2 meters tall now. And he said the patterns on them are glowing, and the frequency is much faster than before."
Lin Fan held the walkie-talkie and remained silent for two seconds.
"Understood. Tell him to continue observing, but not to get too close."
"clear."
The walkie-talkie was disconnected.
Lin Fan tossed the walkie-talkie back onto the passenger seat, gripped the steering wheel with one hand, and continued driving towards the nuclear power plant.
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