The Petrachelys silently rose into the air as it headed towards an even more desolate area. Hao Ren did not want his movements to draw attention to Nolan's hiding place nearby. He noticed that the acceleration was much slower than expected, and there was this lack of finesse with its movement. This, to him validated his suspicion that it was not the real Petrachelys.
This was a reproduction of his memory by a series of programmes. On the outside, it looked like the real deal, but as the Xiling Empire's Psionic techonology was beyond human comprehension, the ship's core was simply fabricated within the limits of the simulation's database.
"Do you think we can reach the edge of the world?" The MDT started murmuring as she saw the ship accelerated clumsily and breaking through the atmosphere. "Will the mastermind of this world allow someone to seek out the edge of the stage?"
