Infinite Nightmares

Faced with the news that Ahava was gravely ill, Zhang Wenda dared not delay any longer. He immediately left the Dark Web and began searching, heading west.

The Black Cats quickly transformed into a black roadster bicycle. Zhang Wenda rode it, carrying Song Jianguo and Hu Maomao, as they steadily approached the distant recycling station's mountain of trash.

The old man had said the Mayan went in this direction.

"Does Bureau 507 have a cure for sickness from Thought Wave 13?" Zhang Wenda asked Hu Maomao, who was sitting on the crossbar.

"Yes, and we can find many cures for serious illnesses from other Thought Waves. But there's a problem: are you sure that Mayan is still alive? After all, no Thought Wave has a rule that can bring back the dead."

Hearing this, Zhang Wenda's heart sank. If Ahava was really dead, this lead would be completely gone.

As they left the deep pit of the Dark Web, the surroundings became bizarre and fantastical. The number of people riding surfboards began to increase, forming arches in the air and on the ground.

Zhang Wenda also discovered that these people didn't just look different from each other; some even had anime-style appearances, or were purely pixelated. Among them, Zhang Wenda's form as a white rabbit seemed completely unremarkable.

He knew the general direction, but the old problem remained: there were no landmarks. Having only a direction was far too vague. 'Where on earth is Ahava now?'

Although Zhang Wenda didn't speak, having worked together for so long, Song Jianguo knew what he was thinking with just a glance. "What's so hard about this? Let's use the old method!"

Song Jianguo suddenly saw someone passing by, immediately jumped off the bicycle, and pounced toward them, ready to use her old trick again.

But before Song Jianguo could get close, Hu Maomao—who had turned back into a child upon entering the Internet World—stopped her. "This isn't the Dark Web anymore. Don't pull that stunt. There are too many people here; you'll stir up a mob."

"Then what do we do? How are we supposed to get information without beating someone up?" Song Jianguo frowned.

To find Ahava, they definitely had to ask someone. But with so many people here, not only was it impossible to forcibly interrogate them, but even asking one by one would take forever.

Looking at the people before him, Zhang Wenda pondered for a moment, then immediately thought of a solution—a method that was tried and true in any world.

"I'm looking for someone, a foreigner! A Mayan! To whoever gives me concrete information that helps me find him, I'll give a reward of 10,000 from Thought Wave Two!"

'I have this allowance I risked my life to earn. Isn't this the exact moment to use it to save my life?'

The moment Zhang Wenda's words were out, a crowd instantly swarmed him.

"Who are you looking for? I know! I never delete my browser history!"

"A foreigner? What country's films? Man or woman? I have them all! Forget looking, I'll just give you the 10,000!"

Just as Zhang Wenda was looking at the bobbing heads in front of him, his eyes suddenly lit up. He pointed at a square-faced man in the crowd wearing a tunic suit. "It's you!? Jia Junpeng!"

Who else could the man pushing through the crowd be but that former con artist, the Lamp God?

After rushing in from the crowd, Jia Junpeng first looked at Song Jianguo and her cat, then glanced at the red-eyed rabbit, and finally walked up to Hu Maomao with a beaming smile. "Long time no see, Zhang Wenda! I've missed you to death."

"I-I'm Zhang Wenda!" After Zhang Wenda pulled him over and gave a flurry of explanations, he finally made Jia Junpeng understand that he had the wrong person.

"Aiya, look at this. We haven't seen each other for just a few months, and you've changed so much! I really thought the one in the school uniform was you, HAHAHA." Jia Junpeng laughed heartily as he looked the rabbit before him up and down.

Seeing that Zhang Wenda was speaking normally, a trace of relief appeared in his eyes.

"There's no time for reunions. Hurry up and tell me, where did you see that Mayan last?" Zhang Wenda urged him impatiently.

"Huh? What Mayan?" Hearing this, Jia Junpeng looked utterly confused.

"What? You haven't seen him? Then why did you just butt in?"

"I... I saw an acquaintance from a mile away, didn't I? I had nothing better to do, so I came over to rekindle the flame of our vibrant chat and get some EXP for my third QQ sun."

Seeing Jia Junpeng say such a thing as if it were the most natural thing in the world, Zhang Wenda was suddenly overcome with the urge to punch him.

'My life is on the line, and this guy is here wasting my time!'

When he saw Zhang Wenda ignore him and look toward the others in the crowd, Jia Junpeng quickly blocked his path.

"Friend! I don't have time for idle chat. This is a matter of life and death!"

"Don't be hasty, don't be hasty." Jia Junpeng grabbed Zhang Wenda's rabbit paw firmly.

"Isn't it just looking for someone? You should be looking for me! I'm the local fixer here. Did you forget who helped you find someone last time?"

Seeing a trace of hesitation on Zhang Wenda's face, Jia Junpeng leaned in and whispered, "But... that 10,000, you have to give it to me."

Seeing the chaos around him and realizing that no one was providing any useful information, Zhang Wenda nodded at Jia Junpeng.

"Fine. I'll trust you one more time. The faster, the better. I'm in a hurry!"

"Don't you worry! The efficiency of a search with money versus without money is a world of difference!" Seeing Zhang Wenda agree, Jia Junpeng was delighted and led the way forward.

During this time, Zhang Wenda also added his contact information.

Before a progress bar had slid very far, the group arrived in front of a large building made of various white doors. Above it stood a brightly shining word: "Tieba."

"Are you sure... this is the place?" Zhang Wenda was extremely skeptical. This strange world always had places that far exceeded his imagination. 'Tieba can actually be a physical place.'

Meanwhile, Hu Maomao, watching all this, curled her lip downward slightly and let out a quiet "Tch."

"You've never heard the legends of Tieba before?"

"I've heard a little, but I usually just browse Zhihu," Zhang Wenda said, sizing up the building before him.

"Don't worry. Follow me and I guarantee you'll find the person you're looking for!" As Zhang Wenda followed Jia Junpeng through the door, countless floating white doors appeared before them.

As Jia Junpeng waved his hands quickly, a door descended before them. Two words appeared on it: Fishing Bar.

When the door opened again, the colors of their surroundings began to rapidly reassemble, forming a riverbank that stretched out of sight, and next to the riverbank, an equally endless line of old fishing geezers.

In the fish buckets beside them were their day's catches—for example, freshly picked wild vegetables, recently stolen eggs, and newly caught venomous snakes.

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