Chapter 1237: Section 749: Going Home (Part 2)
"Travel safely, Malin. I hope the end of your journey is as you wish." Susu chose to leave.
As for Susu, Malin didn’t know how to describe her, after all, she had been apart from him for eight millennia. If anything could test them more than eight millennia, it would probably be two times eight millennia.
In any case, Malin trusted Susu, believed this girl wouldn’t deceive him, and he had nothing to be deceived about.
Calculating the direction forward, Malin walked into the half-demolished building in front of him. Its upper part had long since collapsed, blocking the street. Malin had ways to move it aside, but he was more interested in exploring the inside of these structures. After eight millennia, perhaps not even the remains of predecessors could be found; perhaps just walking into a room reveals all the toil of future generations.
However, inside this building, there were neither predecessors nor successors. An empty hall, a people-less salon; the glass coffee pot had long dried up, with a hole broken in it, and a plasticized handle crumbling at a touch revealed to this world its age.
A small wraith poked its head out from a tiny room, looking at Malin in some confusion, just as Malin smiled at it.
Then it walked out. It was a child dressed in what to Malin seemed exceedingly luxurious clothing: a handsome jacket, a fine lining, and a pair of wide trousers suitable for a child.
Unfortunately, being a spiritual body, it didn’t know the colors of the clothes, but nonetheless, they looked much better than tight jumpsuits.
· Who are you, where do you come from? I haven’t seen a human in so long.
The poor child still didn’t know he had become something akin to a ground-bound spirit. He was curious about Malin’s attire, curious about Malin’s approach to the small room, until Malin nudged the door and found it was still locked.