Based on the Purple Lung, the hastily constructed Celestial Venerable incarnation said, "With your abilities, you should be able to pass through the subspace with ease... We're heading to a world that is closest to the Plague Focal World and connected to the Prime Material Plane. We can reach the Prime Material Plane directly through the teleportation gate there."
Yi Chen pressed him, "Won't there be a direct connection to the Plague Focal World in the future as well?"
"Most likely. If you 'new recruits' perform well, the progress of connecting the worlds will accelerate across the board... After all, the Plague Focal World is a rare living world with infectious and aggressive properties, so it requires a lengthy world assessment before a connection can be established.
"But the situation is special now. The Malignancy has already spread throughout the entire plane. If this recruitment drive goes smoothly, the teleportation gate should be completed within a year or two. By then, you'll be able to return whenever you wish."
"World assessment?
"Based on my experience as a Death Row Inmate, those Sick Ones whose bodies became deformed from disease were far better-natured than the spotless humans of the Prime Material Plane.
"Most of the Sick Ones showed their true faces instead of being like those people who wore multiple masks all day long. The world I lived in before I died was the one that was truly sick."
The Celestial Venerable incarnation seemed about to say something, but ultimately gave no reply. With a sudden dive, he followed the rift he had torn open into the interstitial layer separating the various worlds—the subspace.
After several hours of travel, neither Yi Chen nor Lorien was harmed in the slightest by the chaotic, damaged spatial currents.
Buzz! Under the Purple Lung old