Zuer City, Palace of Parliament.
Three towering buildings stood staggered before and behind one another. A smooth stone-paved road ran in front of them, with long, narrow pools on either side. Rare trees grew all around, and birds occasionally came down to rest.
As the highest center of power in the Zuer Empire, the Palace of Parliament was naturally built on a grand scale. After all, it was the face of the Empire.
On the nearly ten-meter-wide stone road in front of the Palace of Parliament, led by the red-haired man, Su Xiao, Bubu Wang, and Bonnie walked forward at an unhurried pace. Two rows of soldiers in armor stood on either side of the road. Though they were not Awakened and were not particularly strong individually, their combat power would be no weaker than that of an equal number of Awakened if they formed a battle formation. That was because they were more perfect existences—the descendants of the Awakened.
The power of the Awakened could be passed down to the next generation, but only for one generation. By the time it reached the grandchildren, they would become ordinary people. The Empire's researchers had been studying this issue all along, but the reason remained unknown.
They proceeded without hindrance. When they entered the Palace of Parliament, the red-haired man gestured for Su Xiao and the others to wait. A few minutes later, he returned and led them to the fifth floor of the Palace of Parliament, stopping before a bedroom.
After he knocked, a deep voice came from inside. When the door was pushed open, a faint smell of blood spread through the air.
The bedroom was less than a hundred square meters. Judging from its furnishings, its owner was a person of refined taste. On the bed near the