Soon, the Astral Express arrived at a new planet.
The Nameless gathered in twos and threes.
The Nameless staying aboard the Astral Express were there too, having come to see off the others who were about to depart.
Akivili spotted Xianyu at once.
An almost imperceptible weariness showed on his face.
After considerable hesitation, the Aeon said nothing and led the Nameless on a new journey.
Akivili had vaguely sensed something was wrong.
Through the efforts of Akivili, Zandar, Guan Liang, and the others, their best friend's condition had clearly improved.
Akivili had never imagined that Aha would interfere, making their best friend's already troubling mental state even worse.
The Aeon knew that if they didn't keep an eye on him, Xianyu might get himself into trouble the moment their back was turned!
So when the Nameless split into groups, Akivili chose to join Xianyu without hesitation.
The god and the man went to the docks, took a brief look at the ships coming and going, then exchanged a few words with the crew lingering onshore.
They gained a general understanding of the natives' situation.
Limited by their level of technology, most people had a very narrow understanding of the world, and they worshipped their gods devoutly.
The clergy's standing rose accordingly. Commoners and nobles alike treated their words as gospel.
Overall, this was a technologically backward planet where nations could only strengthen themselves through human labor.
Here, population was especially important, and slavery had emerged as a means for those in power to better coordinate resources.
Akivili instinctively looked at Xianyu, only to find him expressionless.
Seeing this, the Aeon hastily ended the conversation and pulled him toward a less crowded alley.
Akivili asked quietly, "What's wrong? Didn't you sleep well?"
Xianyu shook his head. "I just realized that