Rescue

Yorktown was indeed huge and bustling.

After all, it was a base that housed several million people. More importantly, it was not a city built solely for human habitation.

Walking through Yorktown, one could see enormous ring beams crisscrossing the sky in every direction. Inverted skyscrapers and roadways were built atop them, seemingly ignoring gravity. The entire Yorktown was a massive structure formed by countless intersecting rings covered by a protective shield. Every enormous ring was packed with all kinds of buildings, with no distinction between up and down or left and right.

Perhaps the broad street An Yang and Mu Zi were walking along now appeared inverted beneath the ring beams when viewed from a starship.

Or perhaps there were no reference points in space and no absolute gravity, so there was naturally no distinction between up, down, left, and right.

"Wow, it's so lively!" Mu Zi exclaimed.

An Yang smiled as well and strolled along slowly, but he silently released his senses, reaching up to the ring beams overhead and down beneath his feet as he experienced Yorktown's chaotic yet orderly gravity.

This was undoubtedly a city that could exist only in science fiction.

At roughly a hundred meters above the ground, the downward pull of gravity began to change, gradually tending upward. It was not difficult to see that each enormous ring had its own gravity, firmly holding onto the buildings and pedestrians on its surface. As a result, the airflow was often extremely chaotic where different rings drew near one another.

An Yang raised his head and gazed at the sky, his eyes deep and distant.

The Land of Origin had once reached into the Outland beyond the stars. If a spell formation were used to achieve this effect, then it should...

Suddenly, a hand waved