Gu Jianlin glanced at the time on his phone. There was about an hour left until the assembly.
At this moment, he thought of his elementary school days. Back then, his parents hadn't divorced yet, and he had a lively personality. He would often fake being sick to skip school and stay home to play video games—a rather carefree time.
He didn't expect to have a similar experience now that he was grown up.
Only this time, faking illness was definitely useless. The camp was full of priests and alchemists.
He couldn't find an excuse to shirk his duties.
"So annoying."
He returned to his tent and casually released the Lock of Nonexistence. Silver-white chains crisscrossed and bridged the void.
Before setting off, he still needed to take a look at the contents of the Destiny Mud Tablet.
Yet, for a fleeting moment, a thought struck him.
