As time passed, the sky gradually darkened.
At eight o'clock, Velin looked at the two identity crystals in his hand, took out a magic meditation manual from his Spatial Ring, and handed it to Harrit.
"My lord, this is..."
Harrit accepted the Magic Book and flipped through the text inside, looking somewhat puzzled.
"This is a magic meditation manual. As for whether you can localize it, that will depend on your abilities."
Velin handed one of the identity crystals to Kyle, then turned to Harrit.
Upon hearing this, Harrit's expression turned solemn, and he clutched the Magic Book tightly to his chest.
Before leaving, as payment for the three million credits Harrit had given them, Kyle imparted some knowledge of the Common Tongue into his soul, allowing him to understand the meaning of the words.
After parting with Harrit, Velin and Kyle began wandering around aimlessly.
Advertising screens floated above the streets, their content changing in real time with the viewers' gaze and movements, pushing personalized products and information.
Dozens of meters above the ground, between the towering buildings, hundreds of thousands of flying cars packed the aerial roads solid.
"What a fine world," Velin remarked, resting his hands behind his head as he sat on a bench in the wetland park.
Hearing this, Kyle said, "Unfortunately, this place exists within the Space of Illusion and Reality. In a sense, this world exists because of a certain being. Without him, there would be no reason for this world to exist."
"Hahaha, that's true." Velin nodded. "I once heard that the world keeps turning no matter who is gone, but that doesn't apply here. If that person is gone, this world really will be gone."
"My lord, what should we do next?" Kyle asked, looking at Velin.
Velin thought for a