Scholar In A White Robe

This is a game of deities.
This is a fallen world.
This is an endless voyage.

Amidst the ruins of a shattered reality, a race known as "humans" dares to stake their existence on the faint glimmer of hope.

"I shall return unto you the trials we once endured," proclaims a man of benevolent smile as he stands atop the pinnacle of the world. With fluttering banners, he gazes upon the radiant tapestry of the cosmos. 

He points a single finger toward the distant stars.

Boom!

A thunderous explosion shatters the silence, echoing across the desolate landscape.

The Divine Throne Of Infinity

"In 2116, there were 167 abnormal events, and 142 were successfully resolved."


Zhao Yulong did not prepare a press release.


He did not sneak a glance at any cheat sheet, either.


Each year, every abnormal event was meticulously recorded in the Special Group's archives.


"Nationwide, the number of abnormal events is on the verge of breaking four digits, reaching 897 cases, with 56 of them still lacking suitable personnel for resolution."


Zhao Yulong's expression turned unusually solemn as he summarized the count of abnormal events over the past decade, before finally returning to the main topic, "In these ten years, due to the rapid increase in Angel Envoy numbers, the incidents they've triggered are growing at an uncontrollable rate. Our group's experts speculate that within a maximum of two years, a 'major event' will occur that cannot be concealed from ordinary people."


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