After confirming no one else chose to withdraw, the leading Eighth Level Wizard in the air nodded slightly.
"Good."
He said no more, simply raising his hand and gently waving toward the void behind him.
In an instant, the simulated sky above everyone parted to the sides like a curtain, revealing the deep and boundless starry sky outside.
In the backdrop of that starry sky, a massive, dark, edge-twisting, ominously suction-emanating circular space rift silently hovered there, like a giant beast's eye staring at all the wizards who were ready to depart.
"Go!"
The Eighth Level Wizard's voice was like a grand bell, resonating throughout the Ship Plane:
"Depart!"
...
...
"Jeming, get up and eat! If you don't get up, you'll be late for school!!"
The familiar female voice, hastily penetrating through the door, forcibly dragged Jeming out of his chaotic slumber.
He sat up somewhat dazed, rubbed his eyes, the sunlight outside the window was somewhat dazzling.
