Xue Jing looked down through the porthole.
This was a city of immense size, even larger than Yuan City within the Inner Ring that Xue Jing had visited before. However, its overall development was not advanced—at least it was somewhat inferior to Yuan City, lacking the modern and futuristic towering skyscrapers.
The aircraft slowly approached the ground.
Snowflakes danced in the streets below, and many local pedestrians looked up.
"Hmm?"
Xue Jing slightly raised his eyebrows, looking thoughtfully at the goosebumps on his arm.
A faint sense of crisis flashed through his mind and quickly disappeared.
Ning Yuantai, oblivious to anything, said to Xue Jing, "Xue, we'll first land the plane at the Zhi Ge Sub Base in Silver City, then head to No. 9 Examination Hall."
Xue Jing, leaning his elbow on the armrest and propping his chin, glanced out the window and hummed in agreement, "Let's do that."
