One kilometer away, Fan Yi, Mad Blade, and Three Swords stared in amazement at the sudden underwater volcanic eruption, witnessing the arrival of an apocalyptic disaster.

The ocean waves surged up, and the whirlpool currents fiercely spread outwards, forming a ring-shaped vortex.

Huge plumes of mist rose up, and the seawater in the center of the vortex boiled violently.

From beneath the earth, the dark red lava continued to spew out in great quantities, meeting the cold seawater, and immediately solidifying and cooling into reefs.

The airflow from the erupting lava boiled the nearby seawater.

Yang Fei fell from high up in the sky, fully expecting to become a plucked pig.

However, at this moment, something round and solid appeared under his buttocks, roasting him until Yang Fei's crotch ached.

The thing was full of energy and astonishingly carried Yang Fei, whisking him away into the distance.

Below him was the boiling sea, mist billowing, and the scorching volcanic energy surged up even at such a height, rushing toward him.

Behind him, half the sky blazed fiercely, with black smoke piercing straight into the clouds. Such a novel experience was something Yang Fei had never had before.

Yang Fei looked down and saw the strange egg in the sea, pressing against his buttocks, flying ahead into the sky.

Yang Fei felt it was exceedingly bizarre; this strange thing had no wings, nor did it seem alive.

But it could freely travel through the sky, completely beyond the scope of materialism.

At this moment, the man and sphere had completely escaped from the dangerous volcano eruption zone.

The spherical object dropped down, simply and crudely tossing Yang Fei directly toward the sea surface.

Yang Fei splashed down into the seawater. Even though he was far from the volcano eruption, the water was still hot.

Boiling streams of warm water surged over from the eruption site, forming hot spring-like waters.

The sphere soared high, seeming exceedingly joyous, then plummeted from tens of kilometers up, splashing into the sea bottom.

Not far away, Three Swords, Fan Yi, and Mad Blade watched this astonishing scene, completely unable to comprehend it.

Yang Fei knew the sphere was of extraordinary origin, and upon surfacing, he hurriedly looked around.

He wiped the seawater off his hair, looked around, and discovered the turbulent waves; that thing had suddenly vanished.

Yang Fei felt immensely deflated, having risked his life to bring it back to the surface, only for it to disappear in a blink.

"Hey, are you looking for me, big shot?"

A little boy's voice, lazy and languid, reached Yang Fei's ears.

Yang Fei jolted, turning his head.

He saw a tender and snow-white child, about a little over three years old, with two or three tufts of hair, bobbing in the seawater, looking at Yang Fei with a half-smile.

Yang Fei was startled, noticing the child's two short legs, resembling lotus roots, extending from two holes in a spherical object beneath him.

His fair little feet were stirring the seawater leisurely.

Yang Fei noticed the curved object beneath the child, with strange patterns, and suddenly realized something, leaving his mouth agape.

"You... you are the sphere?"

"Bah, you're the sphere! Your whole family are spheres!"

The child spat disdainfully, looking at Yang Fei defiantly.

"Look carefully, I'm a person!"

Yang Fei couldn't believe his eyes—the sphere he brought to the surface had become a child?

He tried to suppress his shock and tentatively said, "I mean, did you emerge from that sphere?"

The child's nostrils flared, his expression showing an air of superiority, as if saying, "You're ignorant, stop talking."

"What, do you have a problem?"

Yang Fei's suspicion was confirmed, and his shock was utterly uncontrollable.

"You're actually a person! Who put you inside it?"

The child's pupils seemed like black grapes soaked in icy water.

"Who would dare put me inside? It's... never mind, you don't understand anything, stop babbling!"

Yang Fei looked at the little fellow strangely.

His brow furrowed tightly, his clear and innocent eyes filled with bewilderment, and his eyeballs rapidly darted around.

Yang Fei suddenly laughed heartily: "I get it, you don't know yourself. So, how long have you been in there?"

The child wasn't angry; instead, he shook his head in distress.

"How should I know? I was just born."

"Damn it, if you were just born, how can you speak... this..."

Yang Fei couldn't use modern biological theories to explain this, his mouth agape.

The child scoffed dismissively: "Why can't I speak?"

"I was too lazy to come out. For ages, I've been sleeping inside."

"But I heard everything outside—the fighting, quarrels, killing—all noises were clear, or how else could I pass the time?"

Yang Fei felt he was shaken again.

"You could hear sounds from outside, but why didn't you come out?"

The child's expression changed; he seemed somewhat fearful and embarrassed.

"I didn't dare... bah, why are you meddling so much? I'm sleepy when I want to sleep; come out when I want to come out; nobody can control me."

At that instant, Yang Fei clearly saw extreme fear on the child's face.

He was bewildered: "This child seems bold and unrestrained, yet who is he scared of?"

Yang Fei's mind was full of doubts.

Looking at the child's rebellious demeanor, his big eyes darting, appearing very vigilant.

Yang Fei knew from this little fellow, he wouldn't easily get answers.

He smiled, asked one last question: "So, what's your name?"

The child was equally stunned, muttering: "Yeah, what's my name? How did I forget?"

Yang Fei noticed he seemed to have forgotten many things, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Another memory-lacking poor soul! Hey kid, I'll call you Dan Dan from now on."

The child widened his eyes instantly, his pink round face turning red.

"What kind of name is that? You're an egg! Your whole family are eggs!"

Yang Fei ignored the child's anger, smiling leisurely at him.

"Oh, you've agreed. From now on, just follow me, enjoy life, and have it all!"

Dan Dan swung his tiny fists, lunging at Yang Fei, gnashing his teeth.

"Stop flattering me! If you don't change my name, I'll make you ache today!"

Dan Dan lunged, startling Yang Fei.

This little monster might belong to some prehistoric remnant race, and if he had any Great Divine Power, Yang Fei could be in trouble.

However, Dan Dan's tiny fists punched Yang Fei softly, quite pleasantly, easing Yang Fei's concerns.

This little brat currently seemed no different than an ordinary child.

Feigned surprise at Dan Dan's anger, Yang Fei said: "What, you don't think Dan Dan sounds good? How about Pee~Pee, personal suggestion, Pee~Pee sounds better."

He smiled at Dan Dan.

"Or perhaps Pee-Pee isn't bad, with a nickname of Little Wet Nappy."

Dan Dan immediately drooped like a deflated balloon, his face downcast.

"Alright, Dan Dan will be Dan Dan..."

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