Aurora—Zhong Family Courtyard, Study.
Having just finished another round of dispatch work, Zhong Chang walked to the window and, as usual, gazed at the distant scenery.
Night had already fallen, yet the multicolored divine lights blazing above Everbright vividly proclaimed the ferocity of the battle.
Wang Chen, who was sorting through documents nearby, followed his gaze and could not help asking, "Old Man Zhong, over there... aren't you going to take a look?"
It had been nearly two months since he returned from the west and came here.
Though he had learned quite a few secrets through constant exposure, the time had still been too short, and he did not understand most matters in any great depth.
The New World Plan, for instance.
Wang Chen only knew that there was a crisis greater than Calamity, and that the current population migration was being prepared to face it.
But he did not know what it was exactly, much less that beings above the Ninth-tier existed.
At his current level, even if he saw them, the world would automatically filter and block them from his perception and awareness.
Zhong Chang shook his head and sighed softly.
"Even if I went, I'd be useless in a battle of that level."
Wang Chen's heart jolted at those words, as though his worldview had been overturned once more.
He had watched the Eighth-tier battle on the western front from inside the base the entire time, and had felt that experts of that level already stood at the pinnacle of the present age.
The man before him was one of humanity's only two Ninth-tiers!
Even he said he could not interfere. Just what level were those currently fighting at?
After watching a while longer, Zhong Chang decided the time was about right. He turned and headed