Chen Shouyi slept until the afternoon. When he got up, all his fatigue had vanished, and he felt refreshed.
He got dressed and spotted the clunky telephone on his desk out of the corner of his eye. A thought struck him. He walked over, picked up the receiver, and dialed Bai Xiaoling's office.
The call was answered almost immediately.
"Hello, how may I help you? Who's calling?"
"This is Chen Shouyi. I need information on the Space Channels around the safe zone!" Chen Shouyi said.
After what had happened, the Space Channel in the lower city was clearly off-limits. The Thirty-Six Forms of Hardening he was practicing required a great deal of Primal Force, and its effects were pitifully weak on Earth. He had no choice but to find another place.
"Ah, Chief Chen. When do you need it?"
"Ideally, today."
"Understood. I'll take care of it right away!"
Chen Shouyi hung up, went to the kitchen, and boiled some noodles to put together a simple lunch.
He had barely finished eating when Bai Xiaoling arrived with a thick stack of documents, sweating profusely.
After seeing Bai Xiaoling off, Chen Shouyi returned to his bedroom.
The documents had already been sorted.
The Space Channels closest to the safe zone had been placed at the front. The nearest was only eight kilometers away, but it was marked as highly dangerous—one level above the lower city's medium-risk channel.
Of course, that had been its rating before. Now, it was at least disaster-level.
Anything involving a god was generally classified as disaster-level. Channels like that were usually closed to the public and heavily guarded.
He looked over the information on this channel.
The other side was suspected to be at the bottom of an abyss. It was dark and damp, with not a