In the virtual chamber.
Xu Jingming stood alone and learned everything through the Primordial Battle Armor's surveillance.
"All countries on Earth are urgently discussing this unexpected event," the Primordial Battle Armor's AI said. Surveillance images appeared in midair—they were all scenes of emergency meetings between countries.
Xu Jingming watched these scenes and could sense the fear and unease of the countries. His eyes turned colder. When you're weak, you can only hope that others will be kind and not bully you. Only by being strong can others not dare to bully us.
Earth is still too weak. I'm still too weak. Xu Jingming thought to himself.
"Master, are you going to Primordial City?" the Primordial Battle Armor's AI asked.
"Yes." Xu Jingming nodded.
