The snow and ice roared by, yet naturally brushed past the edge of the transparent cocoon without sticking. The clear moonlight cascaded down from above, but failed to outline the contours of the giant cocoon.

To avoid exposing his whereabouts, he had no choice but to keep the restraint belt in a color-shifting form. Now, the prototype of Black Cocoon had been cultivated to its final stage, and its ability to conceal its presence had reached a new level.

Even against the mythical-level experts of the Salvation Society, he was confident in deceiving them, which was the very reason he dared to come alone to their base.

Even if it came to sacrificing one prototype to find the enemy base’s location, it would not be a losing trade.

"So the problem is, after finding the specific location, it’s time to gather the personnel. I’m confident I can lure Lake Hunting and the Demon Army to Iceland, and I have the White Crow Travel Brigade firmly in hand. The Third Prince coming to help is certain. The only uncertainties left are... Rainbow Wings, and my father and older brother, right?"

Upon these reflections, Black Cocoon sighed gently and tilted his head to ease his stiff neck.

"I wonder if little sister’s Ghost Train Corps will interfere, even though I really don’t want to see Ke Qirui. But her Train Demon might work wonders, just like last time on the Deserted Island when we took down the Bee King."

He lowered his head, flipping through the comic book "Sudden Glance" as he pondered, "Next time, how should I appear in front of my brother and them?" At this thought, Black Cocoon scratched his chin, imagining the scene, but his mind was a jumbled mess.

If he could, he no longer wished to see those family members. Otherwise, he couldn’t tell if they were "fake family" or "real family." After all, he was an orphan who had been abandoned, not knowing how to interact with family.

It was just at that funeral, when he was hiding in Cezar’s pocket using Prototype Three, seeing Su Zimai’s red and puffy eyes from crying, and Su Wei looking worn out with white hair, something seemed to stir in his heart.

Initially, he thought that once he rescued his true self, he could leave behind all these bothersome relationships and run far away with Kong Youling.

Just like before, when they started as two and ended as two.

But could he really distinguish clearly?

With eyes downcast, Black Cocoon raised a finger, quietly flipping the pages of the comic, the restraint belt creating a rustling sound against the paper within the cocoon.

"Should I go directly to Hai Fan City to find them, or use the secret channel only we know to send a message, telling them I’m here in Iceland and let them come find me... if worst comes to worst, I might have to face them in person, otherwise my credibility will be low."

"And how will I avoid their family brawls at that time... won’t the Diaper Demon burst into tears out of frustration?"

"But by then, I should probably tell them the truth, saying something like ’Actually, Gu Wenyu is just an impostor, your family doesn’t exist at all,’ hmm... although I’m sure they won’t believe it, they’ll just think I’m speaking nonsense."

"Forget it, if it comes to that, I’ll just delegate my personality, but I’d immediately become a real lunatic."

Under the moonlight, above the serene glacier, the transparent cocoon hung alone, inverted, with the boy inside putting away the comic book into his coat pocket and slowly closing his eyes.

.......

.......

Meanwhile, inside the Salvation Society base, in the playground on the F2 level.

Two small figures in hospital gowns sat shoulder to shoulder, swinging on a swing. Shang Xiaoqi was looking down at a palm-sized English vocabulary book, while Ji Minghuan swayed carelessly.

A melancholic blue light overhead cast down, the swing swayed back and forth, Ji Minghuan’s gaze was vacant, lost in thought seemingly beyond reach.

From time to time, he would look up, glancing at Sun Changkong and Kong Youling chatting on the Somersault Cloud, then at Filio and Mario playing a two-player game on a Switch not far away.

At this moment, Ji Minghuan’s mind was consumed with the two events that happened earlier in the detention room.

The first was the mentor showing them a combat video of "Wu Qingjie," the name of the child holding the Zeus Fragment.

According to the mentor, just a few hours ago, Wu Qingjie single-handedly wiped out India’s Queen Bee and the three newborn Bee Princes.

Although the video wasn’t complete, Ji Minghuan could see from those few clips how powerful the Mythical-level Curiosities Fragment "Zeus" was. This guy might even be stronger than Sun Changkong.

Thus, he was racking his brains about what kind of combat power it would take to hold off Zeus as much as possible.

In fact, Ji Minghuan never expected the people he gathered from various forces to defeat the mythical-level enemy; it was almost impossible.

Take the "Qiao" Bee King for example, even though it was a somewhat specialized Mythical-level, heavenly disaster-level beings were just lambs to slaughter in its presence.

But Ji Minghuan’s goal was to use the distraction created by these people to split the Salvation Society’s attention and seize the chance to rescue his true self.

Once Black Cocoon entered the Salvation Society base, this prototype would act as if in an unoccupied land, swiftly finding his true self’s location. The restraint sensing was no lie, and Ji Minghuan was confident in this.