The doors slid open.
Lin Mo was the first to step out of the carriage.
"Everyone, welcome to Celestial Pivot City."
On either side of the platform stood two neat rows of Ceremonial Guard members in red uniforms, warm smiles on their faces.
"Welcome, friends from another world!"
"Welcome to Tianshu Underground City!"
As the national leader, Elder Zhao had not come here; otherwise, he would have lowered his own standing.
Having Lin Mo receive them was enough.
The noisy voices and shifting light and shadows were utterly different from the solemn atmosphere of the military Underground City earlier.
This place brimmed with everyday life.
Kael frowned slightly, clearly unaccustomed to such noise.
Thorin craned his neck, curiously studying the crowds coming and going around him.
Lin Mo checked the time.
"It's still early. Let's visit the museum first."
He led everyone toward the exit.
A brand-new bus was parked by the roadside.
However, Alistar and several bearman Half-Orcs looked at the narrow door, then at their enormous bodies, finding themselves in a predicament.
Grom scratched his head.
"Mr. Lin, we... probably won't fit."
Lin Mo smiled and pointed to the side.
A temporarily modified open-topped truck slowly approached, its bed lined with thick cushions.
"You big fellows can ride in this. You'll have to put up with a little discomfort."
Grom merely shrugged indifferently and was the first to climb aboard.
Several Half-Orcs followed him onto the truck, its massive body sinking a little beneath their weight.
Kael glanced at the truck without speaking, then turned and elegantly boarded the bus.
The vehicles started up, traveling along Celestial Pivot City's broad streets.
The sights outside the windows gave the visitors from Terra more than they could take in.
Pedestrians on both sides of the road also took out their