"Not dead, not dead, still alive!"
The message deliberately emphasizing those key words had barely entered his view before Yuan Wuwei let out a long breath of relief. The sender was Songkan, who had been silent for a long time.
"If you weren't dead, why didn't you reply sooner?" Yuan Wuwei knew perfectly well why. He was just venting.
Songkan did not know that and answered honestly, "There was no signal here just now. All contact with the outside world was cut off. Maybe it was the Justice Cult—"
The message stopped halfway through. Perhaps Songkan felt typing was too inefficient, because he sent a long voice message instead. "When the Justice Cult was performing its ritual just now, Joker suddenly came charging in. They ran into each other right inside the camp. He said using his cards was worse than using himself directly—anyway, he wanted to forcibly interfere with that Transposition Ritual. When they collided, almost everything around them was swept flat except for the tent where the ritual was being held! You have no idea what that scene was like. Good thing Cat's Eye and I were together."
"I know. At least ten million people worldwide know by now, conservatively speaking."
"Huh?"
"I'm very pleased! Once the signal came back, you actually replied to me first instead of immediately watching the live stream. So you completely missed the famous scene where your life idol confronted Joker? By the way, didn't you even look up to see what appeared over your head?"
After Yuan Wuwei sent that voice message, there was no reply from the other side again.
Yuan Wuwei continued messaging. "Network cut out again?"
Still no response.
"Damn!"
Yuan Wuwei turned to look north, in the direction they had come from. The Cloud-Connecting Beam created by the