The approximately eight-meter-long Taixia Ancient Mining's cruiser appeared tiny at first glance. It resembled a toy model, but this was to reduce the dangers it would encounter to a minimum while traveling through the multiverse.
But upon stepping inside, it was equivalent to entering a pocket world. The hull had various buildings and palaces. At a glance, it was like a miniature city.
In the middle of the city was a striking nine-floored pavilion. Clearly, it was where the Taixia Ancient Mining's upper echelons lived.
And surrounding the pavilion were twelve towers. The white-haired middle-aged man led Yi Yun to the highest level of one of the towers.
"Steward Zhou."
At the top floor of the tower, a voluptuous woman walked over.
