CH740 Genius Employment Agreement I
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"That you are not from this plane."
Olyver's words lingered in the air.
Alex looked at the man for a moment, considered the question, then shook his head.
"I doubt it," he replied calmly. "Most people believe I come from the Hidden Heaven—the safe haven of the supposed renegade sorcerers who reject the authority of the deities."
Olyver nodded, accepting the answer.
Alex merely smiled.
He was not particularly surprised that Olyver had pieced things together.
There had been plenty of clues.
The knowledge he possessed regarding planar geometry, the concepts he casually discussed, and especially the coordinate calculations they had worked through together were all glaring giveaways.
"Is your plane more advanced than ours?" Olyver suddenly asked.
"For the most part, yes," Alex replied. "At the very least, my civilisation has already achieved interplanar travel, whereas yours has not even begun seriously exploring the possibility."
