Chapter 1627 - 1647: Future Scripture
Thirty years again, a total of sixty years passed in the blink of an eye. Yusuf Zuck stood like a statue on the mountaintop for a complete cycle, while the Mouse King dared not disturb him, nor let anyone else disturb him.
Although the Thirty-six Demon Races visited a few times, they were all stopped by him.
The little white cat remained the same as sixty years ago, showing no signs of advanced cultivation nor any changes. However, over the years, it occasionally disappeared for a while but always returned on its own, and the Mouse King was too lazy to care about it.
"By my calculations, it seems like less than two years until the Tomb of Gods opens, and factoring in the time on the road, it should be just about right. But the master hasn’t awakened yet, what should we do?"
The Mouse King was so anxious he was pacing in circles. Who could have thought his master would retreat for so long? Sixty years had passed, and the Tomb of Gods was about to open. If his master didn’t wake up, wouldn’t he miss it?
He knew very well the importance of the Tomb of Gods to his master. All these years, his master had been wandering around, essentially waiting for time to pass.
And now that time had come for the opening of the Tomb of Gods, his master was in seclusion and not waking up.
"Little White, my master must go to the Tomb of Gods, but now he’s also comprehending. Do you think I should wake him up or not?" The Mouse King had no one to consult but the little white cat.
The little white cat didn’t care at all; being a cat, it looked down on mice the most.
"Damn it, whatever happens, happens!" The Mouse King gritted his teeth, then suddenly pointed, imprinting on Yusuf Zuck’s forehead while transmitting a sound deep into his soul!
"Wake up!" Though the sound was inaudible outside, it was like a thunderclap within Yusuf Zuck’s soul, startling him awake!
"Hoo~" As soon as Yusuf Zuck opened his eyes, the Mouse King immediately knelt down, not daring to speak!