Hmph!
The Blackhead Duck had been in high spirits, but as soon as it came down and saw Chen Pingping, its face twisted into an expression of worried annoyance.
Such a Great Opportunity! Such grand treasure! The Human Sword Immortal of the past had slain great gods, burying so many, so many valuable things.
He had been coveting them for more than just a day or two.
The Earth Chicken pouted his beak but didn't speak...
Chen Pingping rapped him on the head. "What are you thinking? Without me, you'd struggle to even lay eyes on the God Grid."
"God Grid?" The Blackhead Duck's heart skipped a beat. "Where?"
The Earth Chicken also spoke up, "You saw it?"
Both the chicken and duck scanned their surroundings; their eyes fell upon an empty world, devoid of sun and moon, devoid of life itself—only a vast nothingness.
"Where is it?" they both asked, looking towards Chen Pingping.
He chuckled. "Naturally, it's not here."
