Chapter 627: Artifact Spirit Promoted Three Levels (1)_1
Having confirmed that Space was upgrading, Mo Yan knelt before the ancestral tablets and waited peacefully. What she had never imagined was that this waiting would last until she had knelt for four hours, yet she still couldn’t enter Space; such a prolonged period was something she had never encountered before.
The abnormality of Space made Mo Yan a bit anxious. She ate her lunch absentmindedly and then took the excuse of catching up on sleep to go back to the courtyard, shut the door, and tried to enter Space.
But no matter what she did, she just couldn’t get in. Fortunately, the connection with Space in her mind was growing stronger. Although she didn’t know what exactly had happened to Space or what it had become now, the feeling it gave her seemed to be getting better.
With all this tossing and turning, compounded by a sleepless night, Mo Yan could hardly keep her eyes open. After sending Mao Tuan, who wanted to sleep with her, away, she took off her shoes, climbed into bed, covered herself with a thin blanket, and fell into a drowsy sleep.
"Yanyan—Yanyan, wake up—come in and see me, wake up—"
Mo Yan, preoccupied with thoughts of Space, didn’t sleep soundly and, through the haze, seemed to hear someone calling her name. The tone sounded childlike, like a seven or eight-year-old child, but the voice was like that of a grown adult in their twenties or thirties.
Not recognizing the voice, it repeated over and over in her mind. Mo Yan couldn’t tell if it was in her dream or in reality and didn’t dare to respond rashly. She had heard from elders in her past life that if you hear someone calling you from behind, you mustn’t respond hastily; first, make sure someone is really calling you. If not, your soul might be lured away by the voice calling you, and you would never wake up.