On the rooftop of the teaching building in Peak City's Second High School, a grocery store had mysteriously appeared at some point.
The old man still lay on the chair, his breathing long and deep, as if inhaling and exhaling the essence of the heavens and earth, achieving harmony with nature.
Gu Jianlin, once again affected by the side effects of time-space travel, felt the world spinning around him. His vision was pitch black with faint, hallucinatory specks of light flickering around. He could only clutch his chest and retch uncontrollably, his stomach churning violently.
But as he began to breathe in sync with that mystical rhythm, he gradually fell into the same pattern.
His consciousness became clearer, as if the stifling frustration within his chest had been expelled.
His mind reached an unprecedented state of tranquility.
