Brian Carter himself didn’t even know if he actually wanted to hook up, maybe it was just like David Bolton said—just craving, which was totally normal. Who could really say if you liked someone or not? Honestly, actually hooking up with a character you wrote yourself was as exaggerated as those people who called paper characters their wives. Brian Carter didn’t even know if this counted as being a pervert.

Seeing that Henry Clark didn’t say anything more, Brian Carter finally got up carefully and checked the time—it was eight in the evening.

He hadn’t eaten all day! Brian Carter’s stomach was growling with hunger, and he said helplessly, “I don’t know if you need to eat in your current state, but I can’t hold out anymore—I need food. Do you want to… go out with me and see this brand new world?”

Henry Clark didn’t say anything, just opened the door and walked out.

Besides stopping this jerk from writing that she fell in love with a man, what else should she focus on after breaking through the boundary?

It was always about understanding this brand new world.

This grid-like magical artifact, these strange glowing screens, these buildings of unknown construction, and Brian Carter’s odd clothing.

For a seeker who yearned to travel the myriad worlds and uncover the truth, these were the things that mattered most. Was she supposed to just hide in this tiny room and get entangled with a man?

Brian Carter silently pressed the elevator button, watching the floor numbers change slowly. Henry Clark was the first to speak: “My clothes are very different from yours. Will anyone question me when we go out?”

Brian Carter shook his head indifferently. “These days, lots of people wear Hanfu on the street. You should be more careful about people asking where you bought such a beautiful set… Actually, never mind, you’re too beautiful—no one could buy it anyway.”

Henry Clark: “……”

Once inside the elevator, there was a hint of surprise in Henry Clark’s eyes, but she said nothing. She’d seen craftsmen use pulleys to lift goods before… though the energy this thing used was a bit strange.

Walking through the residential complex, Henry Clark looked around at the tall buildings. The closed, oppressive feeling made her uncomfortable. This world was strange too—the spiritual energy was extremely thin, and neither the people nor the objects around showed any sign of using spiritual energy.

No spiritual energy—was this just the mundane world? Was the end point of her boundary-breaking ascension just an ordinary mortal realm?

As they left the complex, Henry Clark suddenly stopped in her tracks.

It was like opening a window in a closed meditation chamber, letting the clouds part and the moon shine through, the brilliance of the entire sky unfolding before her.

Neon lights illuminated the whole city, making the night as bright as day. On the wide streets, metal cars sped by, bridges spanned the river connecting north and south, and high above, flying machines could be seen moving through the sky.

Someone was holding a small square, seemingly talking to someone else. Sound transmission over thousands of miles?

Someone snapped a photo with a “click,” posing with food from a street stall. Capturing souls in an image?

Someone lit a paper roll in their mouth with a “snap.” Fire control technique?

But…

No spiritual energy.

No spiritual energy.

A group of ordinary people, doing things only immortals could do?

No… whether immortals even existed was debatable—that was just a story made up by the man beside her.

Here… this was reality.

Henry Clark looked at all the unfamiliar things in a daze. There was nothing familiar—almost everything was hard to understand.

Even the girls passing by, their long, bare legs exposed like demonic enchantresses, yet the passersby didn’t even bat an eye.

What kind of underworld place was this?

She suddenly felt… she didn’t belong here at all.

“A stranger in a strange land, are you lost? Want to run away? If so, how can you talk about exploring the heavens?” Brian Carter’s voice came from beside her. “Experience it… your heavenly realm.”

Chapter 10: What Is Heaven’s Will

Henry Clark realized that having someone who understood her better than she understood herself wasn’t all bad.

In theory, that was called a soulmate… but unfortunately, this wasn’t a real soulmate—the reason he understood her was just too frustrating.

But she couldn’t deny that the loneliness of being a stranger in a strange land was eased to its lightest.

Because there was someone familiar by her side… the most familiar stranger.

She let out a gentle sigh and said softly, “Since I’m here, of course I want to know.”

Brian Carter smiled. “Let’s go. Before I show you all this, you have to accompany me to eat first.”

Honestly, even though Brian Carter was vastly outmatched by Henry Clark in terms of strength and was always at risk of getting beaten up—or even stabbed—his mindset was actually on higher ground.

After all, she was a woman he had “created.”

In his heart, he felt a strong sense of mission in helping this woman understand the world, as if it was his responsibility.

With that mindset, when he looked at Henry Clark, he really didn’t feel much fear or hesitation from the power gap. Instead, he actually felt a bit of fatherly or teacherly enthusiasm.

What was it like to guide a woman who’d stepped out of a book to understand the modern world?

He didn’t know… but it was definitely interesting.

It was like a real-life character creation and development game.

Brian Carter casually went to a ramen shop by the street and ordered a bowl of beef noodles. He turned to ask Henry Clark, “Do you want some?”

Henry Clark hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

“Two bowls, both with egg.”

Brian Carter led Henry Clark to a table and sat down, asking curiously, “You really need to eat? Haven’t you been fasting for years?”