Separated by six time zones, a shrill scream erupted in an old residence in Linhai City, startling the sparrows perched on the tree by the window into taking flight, shaking loose a flurry of feathers.
Qiang Wei sat up in bed, her expression as horrified as if she had seen a ghost. She hastily grabbed her nightgown from beside the bed, slipped it on, and dashed out of the bedroom, shouting, "Damon? Damon? Where are you? Come out quickly, something terrible has happened!"
Damon, at the doorway, was holding breakfast and about to change his shoes to come inside. Seeing her expression, he exclaimed in surprise, "Qiang Wei, what's gotten into you so early in the morning?"
The Third Site was in deep turmoil, but the outside world remained peaceful.
There was a clear divide between the Transcendent and the mundane, as if they were two different worlds.