After Li Qinghe left on his orders, Zhang Yu returned to his seat. He flipped through the newspapers on the desk. Though three days had passed, they still carried news from many days ago, with little that was new.
He shook his head. It was impossible that nothing had happened over the past three days. It was merely that newspapers had limited channels for gathering information. Moreover, Kui Lodge Earth Prefecture served the war effort, and some matters had to undergo review before they could be published. That was why this situation had arisen.
But beyond that, limited means of transmission were also a reason.
Celestial Xia did not lack more timely methods of communication. Yet the inner layer had the Turbid Tide, while the outer layer had evils from beyond the void. Only magical artifacts forged from superior treasure materials could transmit messages back and forth without obstruction.
This meant such things could only be used at the most critical moments. And the Celestial Mechanism Institute's crafting techniques seemed to have made no great breakthrough in this regard. Radiant Transmission was presently the most convenient and cheapest method.
He set down the newspaper, took up paper and brush, and prepared to write to the inner layer. His main purpose was to have Qing Mo, who was stationed there, find ways to gather more ancient artifacts.
If possible, he also intended to return to Qingyang once, or even to Eastern Court once, for only there could he find large quantities of objects containing source energy.
Li Qinghe was swift in both coming and going. Before long, he returned and said, "Sir, Mr. Nangong happens to be on his way here. He has already arrived downstairs."
Zhang Yu set down his brush and said, "Invite him in."
A moment later, a