After a lot of persuading, we finally stopped Anwina from carrying out her sixth major cleaning of the day, and then my sister suggested we all head to Shadow City to see how the assembly of that knockoff space-time sensor was coming along.
Originally, we had hoped that the mighty Divine Race would have spatial coordinates for the Azeroth, which would have saved us a lot of trouble. Unfortunately, Dingdang recently got word from the Divine Realm that our plane is too remote, and Azeroth hasn't even been filed in the World Management Center. The Divine Race knows about its existence, but... the only way they know about this world is through NetEase's official website...
Should I... faint?
