Escape—this word, which had become somewhat unfamiliar, had once again surfaced.
Wenren Sheng had already heard of several such cases in succession, but he had no comment on them.
Escape was also a form of selection: the obedient stayed, while the rebels left.
He was not surprised by the emergence of the Source Net. After all, the Patrol Division had been working on connecting individual Strange Seeds long ago.
Now they were merely wrapping things up.
In a sense, it was because he had given them the Gods of Faerûn that they had achieved such success so quickly.
Though it was a Game World, the mechanisms by which power operated could inspire one another.
That evening, during dinner.
"I got a notification in the group during the day saying that a Source Power Network for superhumans had just been launched. Joining is voluntary. Did you get the notice?" Zhao Han asked, somewhat nervous but also excited.
"I got it, but I don't want to join," Wang Wenwen said as she gnawed on a roast chicken. "Why does today's chicken have no flavor at all?"
"The book says we should eat healthily. We can't have more than six grams of salt a day. Better bland than salty," Little Illusion declared righteously.
"Why don't you want to join?" Zhao Han asked in surprise.
"If I join, my mom will join too. Then she'll follow the clues and start Life-Chasing me every night. She even asked me to take Fat Doll to see her the day before yesterday." Wang Wenwen looked helpless.
"How pitiful." Zhao Han then looked at Wenren Sheng. "Teacher, do you have any advice?"
"This is like the Magic Net. Mages below the highest tier should join, while only top-tier mages, with the ability and Mental Strength to explore the