But staying at other fortresses for dozens of days without returning also left Song Gengzhao feeling baffled.
It had never happened before.
He had sent so people to investigate Song Que's whereabouts and whether he was safe in the Holy Land Fortress, but the fortress had closed the passageway for visitors.
In Song Gengzhao's eyes, Song Que was the future of the First Fortress.
Unlike so of the acquired species in the Evolution Zone, Song Que's gifts were innate, marking him as a true chosen one.
Besides, he was extrely gifted in learning ability and physical fitness.
Everyone hoped nothing would go wrong with such an heir apparent.
If it were not for the daily phone calls from Song Que, Song Gengzhao would certainly believe that his son had been in an accident.
It was also because of these daily phone calls that Song Gengzhao had not minded why the Holy Land Fortress had suddenly refused visitors.
However, on Song Gengzhao's end, the pressure on the Holy Land Fortress was growing.
The people bearing this pressure were naturally Yu Xiaozhe and Lin Sen.
Of course, Song Que couldn't possibly contact Song Gengzhao.
Everything relied on mories from when Yu Xiaozhe and Song Que cooperated, and they used a synthesized voice to respond.
The two of them were frantic, having to co up with excuses daily that fit Song Que's identity, aligned with his behavioral logic, and warranted staying at the Holy Land Fortress.
They also had to discuss for a long ti to ensure Song Gengzhao would not detect any flaws.
Yu Xiaozhe felt that this task was several tis more difficult than managing the fortress itself.
This was definitely a matter of great concern.
After all, the Holy Land Fortress needed to maintain a low profile and go unnoticed for quite so ti.
But now, Yu Xiaozhe felt that if they delayed for a few more days, Song Gengzhao might personally co to the Holy Land Fortress.
The biggest trouble, of course, was still Song Que.
In a sense, Tang Xian was still in this world.
However, it was hard to make contact with Baichuan City and the Pyramid.
All they knew was that Song Que had done sothing incredible, but at a great price.
Whether Song Que was dead or alive, they were not clear.
The only one who knew was Tang Xian.
After the previous rebellion in the Holy Land Fortress ended and new rules were established, Qing JiuYu, the only one who could contact Tang Xian, also returned to Baichuan City.
The situation was becoming increasingly urgent, and Song Gengzhao was not a fool; Yu Xiaozhe knew he could not keep the secret much longer.
He had no choice but to visit Tang Xian in March Marsh.
That was the ssage Tang Xian left before he departed—the new mining outpost was in a small building in the heart of March Marsh's lake.
There, they would surely find a way to contact him.
After spending several days, Yu Xiaozhe finally arrived at the small building in the heart of March Marsh without incident.
He did not see Tang Xian.
But Tang Xian had anticipated Yu Xiaozhe's visit and made preparations in advance.
In the living room of the small lakeside building, there was a portable teleportation rift.
Yu Xiaozhe had no choice but to head to Baichuan City to investigate.
It had been more than a month since Tang Xian led over three thousand non-gifted individuals to Baichuan City.
Yu Xiaozhe was also curious about the changes that had taken place in Baichuan City over that month.
Although he had never been there, he could imagine that a city stranded for hundreds of years, if not a ruin, would be difficult to inhabit.
But when he stepped out of the teleportation rift and appeared exactly at the reborn Baichuan City—
This impression was completely overturned.
(Yingyingying, asking for monthly tickets, I promise to use up all the manuscripts on this Friday and have a super burst of updates.)
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