The moon sets, and the sun rises.
He Ao circulated qi through his body and slowly opened his eyes. It was dawn now. Looking at the fish belly white sky outside the window and the rising sun beneath it, he vaguely sensed that this dawn had given him somewhat more energy than usual.
He took a deep breath, left the room, and went to the sanatorium cafeteria for breakfast first.
Along the way, several staff members who seemed to be from Central Land enthusiastically greeted him, and he politely returned their greetings.
While eating, he could also hear whispers from people nearby who appeared to be staff from the Research Institute and the World Tree.
Only a small number of the Transcendents working here came from Central Land. Some were from Jodan, while others were local Transcendents from the Ika Republic.
So He Ao heard those Central Land Transcendents using phone translation software to relay, sentence by sentence, the "deeds" of He Ao that had spread through the Research Institute's internal forums to their "foreign colleagues."
He Ao even saw someone pull up several of his old photos to show the "colleagues" beside them, basking in their amazed praise.
But the moment He Ao's gaze swept over them, they hurriedly put away their phones and looked around, like middle school students caught by a teacher.
He Ao shook his head, quickly finished his meal, and left the cafeteria.
This time, he first went to Li Cheng's hospital room to say goodbye, then packed up his Transcendent Items and headed straight for the sanatorium exit.
His injuries had recovered the fastest among everyone present. He could already move about freely, and after a night's rest, his spirits had recovered considerably as well. There was no need for him to remain in