Zheng Zhi arrived at an observation tower on the camp's wall, staring at the vast distorted Forest Sea outside, speechless for a long time.
After a while, he muttered out loud, "...Old World?"
Yu Sheng: "Yes, Old World."
"The other side of the Boundary Land Fault?"
"You could say that."
"...Is the outside a Dark Angel?"
"That's right, and it's about to awaken."
"Whoa, damn."
Yu Sheng patted Zheng Zhi's shoulder, "I thought you'd gotten used to it by now."
A large yellow dog sat on a nearby chair, legs crossed and a cigarette dangling from its mouth, "I'll bark a few words, it's really not easy to get used to this, one time more outrageous than the next..."
Yu Sheng couldn't help but glance at the yellow dog, "...How did it learn to smoke? Won't smoking kill the dog?"
