He turned off the communicator, leaned over, and gave her a light kiss on the lips. Then, gently pulling her hand away to free the hem of his shirt, he got out of bed.
She slept until she woke up naturally.
When Wenwen opened her eyes, she was the only one left in the bed.
Soft, bright light streamed in, quickly catching her attention. She turned her head to look.
Outside the window, a thin white mist swirled. Warships, like great steel beasts, were docked in neat formation, radiating an immense, oppressive power.
In the distance, the flat ground was covered in lush, verdant grass. Colorful wildflowers bloomed among the blades, and butterflies danced and fluttered around them.
This was a vibrant, colorful, and beautiful world—utterly different from the dark, lifeless, and grimly dangerous Land of Calamity they had left behind.
Wenwen was captivated. She couldn't help but get out of bed and walk to the window, staring dazedly at the world outside.
