This is that golden spirit!

Mu Sheng stretched lazily, disassembled the firearm, packed it back into the case, and looked smugly at An Wan standing beside him.

"What did I tell you? My buddy is invincible!"

In the distance, the Tree of Procreation was already withering and decaying at an astonishing rate, its fragments constantly falling to the ground. It was beyond saving.

An Wan: "..."

She raised her head to look at the four moons in the sky, unable to help complaining, "Are you sure your buddy is okay?"

"Is he even human?"

That was simply preposterous.

Four moons simultaneously hanging in the firmament—this was a spectacle never before recorded in the history of this world.

It was a miracle, pure and simple.

Normally, it was already troublesome enough when just one moon manifested, but this time four of them had appeared, and right within the borders of Dongxia at that. An Wan could already picture the headache the Red King would have.

Just what on earth could have attracted their simultaneous gathering?

An Wan was utterly baffled, racking her brains to no avail.

Mu Sheng also glanced up at the four moons in the sky and said somewhat uncertainly, "Although he doesn't act like a human most of the time, he should..."

"He's human, right?"

"Forget it, whether he's human or not doesn't matter anymore."

An Wan gazed at the distant blue moon and sighed, "Is that the legendary blue moon that can only be seen by those heading toward death?"

"It's truly, so beautiful."

The breathtaking azure moon.

"Don't you think so, Mu Sheng?"

An Wan turned her head, expecting Mu Sheng to utter some romantic line like "the moonlight is truly beautiful," but instead, she saw Mu Sheng panicking and jumping around in absolute terror.

After a few seconds, he clutched his head and squatted down in a posture resembling a deserter, completely ignoring An Wan's expression.

"Holy shit, only dead people can see it?! Does that mean I'm about to die???"

"No way, at least let me spend the twenty-five hundred bucks in my account before I die!"

As everyone knows, there are two most agonizing situations for a person: one is being alive with no money to spend, and the other is dying with money left unspent.

An Wan: "..."

She resignedly covered her face with her hands.

"As expected, I shouldn't hold any expectations for you whatsoever."

An Wan raised her black-silk-clad leather shoe and kicked Mu Sheng. "Let's go. While those people from the Control Bureau are still staring at the moon, we'll slip away in the confusion."

"Huh? So fast?"

Mu Sheng rubbed his head. "Just leaving quietly like this without saying a word, isn't that a bit..."

Before Mu Sheng could finish, he suddenly snapped his mouth shut because An Wan was looking at him as if he were an utter moron.

It was a look that made one genuinely doubt from the bottom of their heart whether they were even human.

That kind of gaze was something he had only ever witnessed in psychiatric hospitals.

Mu Sheng shrank his neck and said feebly, "I'll go, I'll go, okay? Just stop looking at me like that..."

Mu Sheng sighed, cast one last glance in the direction of the Tree of Procreation, and waved a farewell.

He was about to return to the life of a grueling draft horse.

However, Mu Sheng could also understand An Wan. After all, he had used the highly recognizable Enacted Artifact [Twelve-Pellet Barrage], an advanced artifact where, no matter how the remaining twelve bullets were fired after creating a wound, they would all strike that exact same wound.

The details of this artifact were printed right there on his wanted poster...

If they didn't leave now, in a little while, Mo Mo herself might come to arrest him in person.

Relatives arresting relatives, leaving both pairs of eyes swimming in tears.

Things had reached this point; it was best to make a run for it first.

"By the way."

An Wan suddenly stopped and extended her fair, delicate palm toward Mu Sheng. "His name is... Mo Bai, right?"

"Give me his contact info."

Mu Sheng: "?"

He narrowed his eyes. "May I ask what you intend to do, my dear young miss?"

"What do I intend to do?"

An Wan smiled faintly, looking at Mu Sheng with a meaningful gaze.

"What do you think?"

Mu Sheng: "..."

He let out a wail with a bewildered expression: "Then what on earth are you planning to do?!"

The gathering of the four moons lasted for less than five minutes.

Approximately 258 seconds.

Yet it left an eternal impact upon this world.

Change signified the arrival of a revolution.

Some perceptive individuals noticed that following fire and the sea, the third sunset was about to arrive.

They cast their gazes into the distance.

Even further away.

And at the place where everything began, beneath the withered Tree of Procreation, a young girl held a young man intimately on her lap, reaching out to gently stroke his face.

He had fallen into a sweet, mud-like slumber.

...

In a pristine, white room.

"Name?"

"Mo Bai."

"Age?"

"21."

"Race?"

Mo Bai: "?"

Narrowing his eyes at the person in the white lab coat before him, he couldn't help asking, "Buddy, does it look like I don't resemble a human?"

"Or has my human citizenship been revoked?"

Faced with Mo Bai's question, the man in the lab coat pondered for a few seconds before decisively writing "Unknown" under the race section.

Well, that seemed entirely reasonable.

"The initial examination is already complete. Aside from some lingering toxins in your body that are leaving you a bit weak, you're out of danger."

"Rest in the hospital for a few days. If you need anything, go to the front desk."

Seeing that the unfamiliar doctor was about to leave, Mo Bai smartly grabbed his sleeve. "Don't be like that, Doc, I still have no idea what's going on."

After defeating Qi Lin, Mo Bai had admired the four moons for a bit before falling soundly asleep, sleeping like a log, only to wake up and find himself lying on a hospital bed.

It felt oddly familiar.

However, this time Chu Aoqing wasn't there to tie him up, and less than a minute after waking up, a doctor had walked in to check on his condition.

Mo Bai looked at the doctor with utmost sincerity. "Seriously, my ancestors for eighteen generations were all law-abiding citizens."

"Sure, I might have done things that law-abiding citizens wouldn't usually do, and I might be a little extreme, but I really am a good boy!"

Although he killed people, disposed of corpses, and peeked at girls' panties, he was genuinely a good person.

"You mustn't let me hold back my little sister's progress!"

The doctor: "..."

He coughed. "What are you talking about? This is just standard recuperation procedure."

"Just rest easy here, someone will come to see you in a bit."

The doctor walked out.

Mo Bai picked up an apple from the fruit basket on the bedside table and took a large, crunchy bite.

"What the heck, so it's just a regular hospital after all. I thought I'd been taken to a superhuman research base to become a lifelong research subject for a bunch of bald grandpas."

After finishing the modest-sized apple, Mo Bai lay back on the hospital bed and fell into deep thought.

"Hiss..."

Come to think of it, did he... do something insanely epic?

All four moons came out just to look at him?

Why?

Gu Ran could directly be judged as coveting his body, but what about the other three? Surely they weren't coveting his body too, right?

Mo Bai suddenly shivered. It seemed he had been targeted by those unknown entities for reasons unknown.

If they were all gorgeous maidens like Gu Ran, that would be one thing, but what if a few of them were hazardous to mental sanity...

Hiss...

Damn it, he really had turned into Tang Monk's flesh now.

Where was his Wukong?

Mo Bai's eyes rolled, and he suddenly summoned his Stand, [Blue Rhapsody].

The Stand sister originated from Mo Mo, so naturally she looked very similar to Mo Mo—white hair paired with a JK uniform, except she didn't speak, and he didn't know if she possessed her own consciousness.

She sat obediently on his bed.

Her large, innocent eyes blinked at him with adorable cluelessness.

Mo Bai's eyes gradually turned into dead fish eyes.

Speaking of which, when reading Jojo, had any of you ever felt this kind of curiosity?

Namely, what was the anatomical structure of Stands? Did they wear clothes or not?

Whenever he saw Star Platinum performing various high-leg kicks, Mo Bai couldn't help pondering this very question.

Was it completely commando underneath?

And now, he had a Stand of his own.

This definitely wasn't any lewd thought or behavior; it was purely in the spirit of thirst for knowledge and exploration—this was the Golden Spirit (confirmed)!

If anything, the people who thought it was lewd must have something wrong with their own minds.

Regardless, Mo Bai successfully convinced himself.

Thus, he reached out and, much like peeling open the wrapping of a jelly, lifted the black pleated skirt of the Stand sister.

And then, what he saw was...

"Brother, what are you doing?"

"And, who is she?"

Mo Bai: "?"

He silently glanced at Mo Mo standing in the doorway, then recalled the doctor's parting words: *Someone will come to see you in a bit.*

Mo Bai: "Um..."

Damn it!

He lowered his hand and then raised them both. "Look, little sis, let me explain, this really isn't any lewd behavior."

"It's the Golden Spirit of seeking knowledge and exploration."

"Really, you have to believe me."

"Huh? Wait, what are you holding in your hand?"

Soon, a wail echoed from the room:

"I was wrong, seriously, I was wrong!"

Please, put the knife down first, hey!!