Chapter 521: Time Correction
Chapter 521: Time Correction
Beastmaster: Players can capture and train pets to assist in hunting.
Note: The hunter's best companion! Whether it's a cat or a dog.
"...?"
"Beastmaster?"
Upon reading this description, Lindsey's mind conjured an image of a blue, peculiar cat.
"Will I be able to ride in a cat-drawn carriage one day?"
Lindsey shook his head slightly.
With the appearance of this skill, he naturally intended to make good use of it.
The Beast Whisperer, who, like the messenger, hailed from Starhorn City, came to mind.
This Awakened individual was renowned for their ability to communicate with animals.
If he couldn't find a suitable creature in the wild, perhaps he could try his luck at the messenger's guild?
As he pondered, Lindsey found a flat area and reopened his shop.
He stepped inside, and sure enough, Wah Wah Wah and Alarson had also recovered from their petrified state, standing in the backyard of the shop, looking bewildered.
Seeing this, Lindsey finally felt relieved.
Within less than an hour, the pressure he felt was almost as intense as his encounters with Black Mountain and the incident in the City of Laws.
A smile almost escaped his lips as he said, "You two, come out now."
Wah Wah Wah and Alarson turned to Lindsey:
"Lindsey, what just happened?"
"I thought we were on the ship. How did we end up in your shop in the blink of an eye?"
Lindsey explained, "It was the Abyssal Whale."
"Its special ability petrified you. I just dealt with it, so you're free now."
Hearing this explanation, Alarson's expression was hard to describe.
Perhaps after this series of experiences, he had become somewhat numb to Lindsey's capabilities, and at that moment, he muttered, "So, you single-handedly took down that Abyssal Whale?"
"That thing was no easier to deal with than Ocean Nemesis."
"By the way, how long were we petrified, and what time is it now?"
Lindsey smiled humbly, "Don't worry, it's been about an hour."
"And I was able to handle things so smoothly here thanks to some helpers."
"Come, I'll introduce you to them."
Lindsey closed up his shop and led Wah Wah Wah and Alarson down the hill.
But before they reached the stone statues and the others, Wah Wah Wah's steps suddenly slowed, and her expression became perplexed:
"Lindsey, Alarson, my body..."
The other two turned to look at her.
To their surprise, the color and substance of Wah Wah Wah's body were fading at a steady, slow pace, like a light mist dissipating in the wind.
Within seconds, the girl's body became nearly transparent.
They could even see through her body to the scenery on the other side of the hill!
"Wah Wah Wah?!"
Lindsey and Alarson hurried over to her.
Naturally, they assumed a new crisis had emerged.
However, as soon as Lindsey activated his reconnaissance skill, the truth was revealed.
[Fading Time Echoes - After the time rules stabilized, entities from other timelines are gradually disappearing.]
Indeed.
The Wah Wah Wah before them was originally a time echo from the past.
Understanding the situation, Lindsey explained to his companions, "The time rules here are taking effect."
"The last enchanting dream was chaotic because it reflected the disordered laws of Thousand Sails City. This world remains unaffected, so entities from other timelines will naturally disappear."
Lindsey clarified the situation.
Wah Wah Wah and Alarson also realized the situation, and the anxious expressions on their faces faded.
The former pouted and casually sat down on the ground, "What's going on? I thought our adventure had just begun, and now I have to exit early?"
The one-armed painter suggested, "Wah Wah Wah, how about I draw a picture for you?"
"My sketching skills are pretty decent, so I can at least leave everyone with a memento."
Alarson's words reminded Lindsey.
He pulled the painter who had just taken out his brush, and the three of them huddled together, with Wah Wah Wah still grumbling.
Lindsey took out his camera, "Come on, let's take a group photo."
"A group photo?"
"What do you mean?"
Click!
As the other two looked on in bewilderment, Lindsey retrieved the photo from the camera.
"Wah Wah Wah, think carefully."
"This is what I mentioned earlier, a tool for recording scenery."
Lindsey unfolded the photo.
In this palm-sized photo—Lindsey smiled; Alarson looked perplexed, with a paintbrush tucked behind his ear; Wah Wah Wah sat innocently, her expression filled with melancholy.
Each of the three had a distinct expression.
On this tiny canvas, they formed a harmonious composition.
Wah Wah Wah and Alarson leaned in to examine the photo, and upon seeing the near-perfect realism, they were naturally moved by the scene:
"This... the brushstrokes are so delicate."
"Lindsey, I thought you couldn't paint?"
"This must be the work of a painter at least in Phase 3 or above. How did you manage to do this with just a small box?"
Lindsey laughed, "You know I have all sorts of weird stuff on me."
Alarson's expression conveyed his understanding. The color of Wah Wah Wah's body gradually faded, and at this moment, she spoke with a hint of regret, "Well, I can only accompany you this far."
"Lindsey, I..."
Just then, Wah Wah Wah's voice abruptly stopped.
Her azure pupils were suddenly shrouded in fear, followed by an influx of complex information.
"Wah Wah Wah?"
Lindsey and Wah Wah Wah were almost face-to-face.
Even when she had fallen into the water, the girl's expression had not shown such soul-piercing fear. The influx of complex information and thoughts made Lindsey realize the situation.
This was the expression that appeared on Wah Wah Wah's face when she shared memories from other timelines.
"Did you share another memory again? What happened?"
"..."
The girl's hollow eyes almost devoid of emotion:
"Lindsey, am I just a false character in a script?"
Lindsey immediately interrupted, "What are you talking about? Hasn't my attitude always been clear?"
Wah Wah Wah shook her head dejectedly, "Lindsey, you should run away and not try to save me—"
Staring into Lindsey's eyes, the girl's self-abandonment abruptly ended.
Various memories began to flood her mind.
Although her time with Lindsey wasn't long, she understood the man's character:
"No, Lindsey, you're not that kind of person!"
"Then—listen carefully!"
"Lindsey, you're right. This is all part of the aftermath of Black Tide Island. She couldn't bear the thought of her artistic path being cut short, so she challenged the pinnacle of her art through scriptwriting..."
As Wah Wah Wah resisted her fate and spoke, the rate of her body's dissipation accelerated. After leaving behind her final clue, she vanished before Lindsey's eyes.
(End of Chapter)
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