"Child of Compassion, keep up!"
"We're about to have an audience with the mighty Lord of Compassion!"
A middle-aged man in the procession ahead turned back and beckoned to Zhou Heng, his face full of devotion and excitement.
"I heard that great Compassion has bestowed a brand-new blessing..."
"All you need to do is construct a Compassion Kitten, and you can receive a gift from mighty Compassion himself..."
"This is an opportunity that comes once in a thousand years!"
Zhou Heng followed the procession of Compassion believers, dressed in a plain gray robe, his head lowered. Without a word, he advanced with them across the open wilderness.
"Child of Compassion" was an honorific used in the Compassion Realm for nameless brethren.
The reason was that, in this world constructed from the power of compassion, many believers at the bottom did not even possess names.
They were born in compassion, grew up in compassion, and would ultimately perish in compassion. The appellation "Child of Compassion" was their entire identity for this lifetime.
Zhou Heng did not respond to the middle-aged man who had spoken to him. He merely kept close to the procession and looked straight ahead.
He saw a colossal statue more than a million zhang tall. It depicted a languid kitten with its adorable little eyes narrowed, its tail raised, and its four short legs tucked beneath it. It was very cute.
Yet the instant Zhou Heng saw the kitten statue, the words "Time-Space Cat" involuntarily surfaced in his mind.
He was a little curious. Was this really a "Compassion Kitten," rather than a "Time-Space Cat"?
Or was it some brand-new species he knew nothing about?
Or perhaps there had always been some connection between the two that he had yet to glimpse?
These thoughts flashed through Zhou Heng's