Wang Xiao decided not to press the old man too much about his experiences in Prometheus, merely nodding in acknowledgement. "What about this 'tunnel to heaven' and the Deviants? And who are these Guardians?"
Li Zhiming sighed, the weight of secrets heavy upon him. "The tunnel to heaven is... complex. As for the Deviants, they are key to everything. And the Guardians? They are the overseers of it all, the ones who truly hold power. But this is a story that goes deep, deeper than one can imagine."
Wang Xiao's interest was clearly piqued.
The pieces of a vast, hidden puzzle were slowly coming together, each information opening up new pathways.
Li Zhiming's tone was somber as he delved deeper into the mysteries of the Deviants. "The tunnel to heaven, the Deviants, and the pathway you asked about are all interlinked. The tunnel is more than it seems—it's a path to becoming a Deviant. Its entrance is hidden in Frostholm, small enough only for children to enter."
