Across the Border into Foreign Lands

On December 3, Chen Chuan left Central City in a private car and headed to the Southern Industrial Zone, where he boarded the special airship dispatched by the Fighter Council.

The airship measured over two hundred meters from bow to stern. Like the one he had taken out to sea last time, it offered all sorts of recreational facilities, as well as a space set aside for his basic training.

He had brought Zhao Ming along again. Zhao Ming had grown even larger since their time at sea and could no longer perch on his shoulder, so he stayed at his side instead.

The person in charge aboard the airship waited for him to board, then bowed. "Mr. Chen, we are the accompanying staff assigned to this airship by the Fighter Council, responsible specifically for your journey. If you need anything, please let me know."

Chen Chuan nodded. "Thank you for the trouble."

"Have a pleasant journey."

Chen Chuan entered the main cabin, put down his luggage, and settled into his seat. He watched the airship slowly rise and head west, Central City receding from view until it was gradually left behind.

His sudden departure caught the Municipal Council somewhat off guard and left them puzzled. Then they reasoned that he had probably left on some mission. Fighters rarely stayed in Central City for long, after all, so there was nothing particularly unusual about an abrupt departure. Indeed, his actions seemed to bear out Chairman Quan's explanation.

That put them considerably more at ease.

Meanwhile, at the Union representative's residence in White Bird District, Mr. Chi was speaking to someone through his World Token. "Please inform Mr. He that the man suddenly left Central City by airship today. We don't yet know where he is going..."

"The airship was most