"As you said, you won't steal my things again, don't look at me like this!"

After Zhou Hao finished speaking, he turned his head and stopped looking at Xiaodi.

Xiaodi was confused when he heard it, and with big ignorant eyes, he asked Zhou Hao, "I didn't steal anything from you?"

Zhou Hao's eyes were a little dodging, and he whispered, and said, "Change the topic..."

"..." Xiaodi looked at him inexplicably, unable to guess what he was thinking, but she didn't know what to say if she wanted to change the subject.

The two of them sat on a broken dead tree and became extremely embarrassed for a while.

Zhou Hao turned his head to look at the sky, then broke his embarrassment and said, "Why is it still dark?"

After he finished speaking, Xiaodi was taken aback for a moment, and then asked suspiciously: "It's dark?"

She acted as if she had never heard the term "dark".

Zhou Hao looked a little surprised, repeating and confirming: "Yes, it's dark, why haven't you seen any signs of dark after so long?"

"What is dark?" Xiaodi asked.

This time Zhou Hao was stunned.

Darkness is common sense, don’t you understand?

Do you really understand it or not?

He patiently explained to Xiaodi: "It's night when it's dark. At night, the world we live in is so dark that we can only see it when we turn on the lights."

"You mean Yong Ye?" Xiaodi said.

"Yong Ye?" Zhou Hao was even more confused.

Xiaodi explained: "I also heard what Uncle Big Mouth said. He said that a long time ago, Haotian Realm was like being covered with a piece of black cloth. The whole Haotian Realm fell into an endless darkness. People were in the darkness. I couldn’t tell the direction. After the darkness disappeared, many people in the Haotian realm would never see again. Later, people called that darkness "Eternal Night"; the night you said just now is dark, just like Yongye same."

"Yong Ye..." Zhou Hao murmured, feeling a little surprised.

Unexpectedly, this Haotian Realm would have such a terrible incident.

After he muttered, he went on to say, "Except for Yongye, hasn't the Haotian Realm ever been dark?"

"Yeah." Xiaodi nodded.

"That doesn't mean you don't have to sleep?"

When Zhou Hao just thought of this question, he also thought that the monks who reached this realm can no longer sleep.

So he changed the question and asked: "Is there no time in the Haotian Realm?"

At least in his cognition, if there is no night and day, and no black and white, then there is no "number of days", no "year, month, day"?

Without the year, month and day, doesn't it mean that there is no time?

"time?"

Xiaodi really seemed stunned, it seemed that there was really no time concept in the Haotian Realm.

"Looking for that, Brother Yang said to relax and know how long it was for him..." Zhou Hao murmured, still a bit complaining.

So what Yang Ge said, if there is a unit of time measurement, it may be an hour, or half a day, or a day, or even a month or a year... Well, his body may not be able to hold it. Long time.

"Relax? What relax?" Xiaodi asked only curiously when he heard these two words vaguely.

"This..." Zhou Hao paused, thinking that she couldn't say that it was Huayue Tower. The other party must know what it is. If she said it, she might think of herself as someone.