Among advanced civilizations, a saying was often repeated.
"A species that has not mastered curvature-spacetime jump technology does not deserve to be called a civilization. It is merely a pack of beasts that has formed a tribe."
This was, in fact, based on reality.
After all, for civilizations that had not mastered curvature-spacetime jump technology, their understanding of everything in the world was likely no more than a narrow, self-centered view from the bottom of a well.
For these low-level civilizations,
just as the rulers of the Holy See had once stubbornly believed that the Star Curtain World was the center of the universe, it was perfectly normal for these low-level civilizations, with their narrow outlook, to believe that their own nation was the center of the world and the source of everything.
Splash, splash, splash...
In a stretch of ocean eighty Star Curtain Units from the Starveil Land on the Storm Continent, every rise and fall of the tide put the Tidal Elves deep within the islands on alert.
Crackle, crackle, crackle, crackle.
Like the Cloudburst Thunder Sea deep within Annihilation Island, the force of the storm on this island was markedly weaker. By contrast, the density of the thunder sea was much greater.
At least, that was how it appeared from the outskirts.
"Reporting to Ningjing Bay Headquarters. This is Seabird One. No abnormalities detected in the patrol area."
"Received, received."
It was a perfectly ordinary exchange.
Without the actual circumstances, outsiders might have thought it was nothing more than a routine conversation with no technical content.
Once the transmission ended,
the Tidal Elves aboard Seabird One, who had been carrying out their patrol, gradually relaxed.
"The Breeding Festival is in two days. If nothing goes wrong with the mission and we make it back before the festival,