Just as Sun Hang was about to conduct a thorough investigation of this old-civilization research institute, the miniature terminal on his wrist suddenly emitted a piercing beep-beep sound—the pre-set alarm. Once it went off, it meant that only the final twenty minutes of Sun Hang's "free time" remained.
No matter what Sun Hang was doing at that moment, he had to put it aside and take the Ghost Train back to Chunming City.
"Perfect. I'll take this information back for analysis and see what it actually means."
Sun Hang did not tell the other remnants in the settlement about the priest's death. And after seeing Sun Hang emerge safely from the temple, none of them dared trouble him either—even the Priest's Death Warriors knelt respectfully along both sides of the road, their foreheads pressed tightly to the ground, motionless as statues.
"Let's go." Sun Hang gestured to Noor. "There isn't much time."
"Go... where?"
"To the outside world you've always longed for." The moment Sun Hang said this, excitement flared in Noor's eyes. He blankly turned back to glance at the palace atop Bone Mountain, then asked, "What about the priest...?"
"It's all taken care of," Sun Hang said.
Taken care of in the literal, physical sense.
After swiping back into Chunming City and handing Noor over to a group of researchers like him, Sun Hang headed to the Primal Underground Palace and entered the room where the Mainframe's main body was stored.
"Please put this reading device on your head. You may experience slight discomfort while the information is being read, but please do not resist in any way. Otherwise, the extracted information may become distorted, and the analysis results could be completely different."
The robot presented Sun Hang with a helmet. Its interior was densely covered