Chapter 22 Destiny of the Saint

Mental Heavy Industry didn't host Russell in any towering building.

Instead, it was in the only small area on God Communication Island where the sun could shine directly on the ground.

It was in the southernmost part of the island, where the climate was relatively the warmest. In that area, roughly one-tenth of the entire island, there were no tall buildings at all.

As they traveled in the floating car through a grey forest of steel, witnessing the scenery gradually transform into a verdant mountainous countryside, and feeling the sunlight that had been blocked now bathing them once again, Lin Qin suddenly felt an urge to cry.

It was like watching an art film where, in the end, the protagonist had nothing yet returned to peace. It seemed as if nothing had changed, yet everything had—there was an inexplicable sense of release, incomprehensible but tear-inducing.

"Notice anything?"

Russell began, laughing lightly.

"What?"