Baiyi found a seat and sat down, smiling as he said, "Lord City Lord, I've hit a small bottleneck and plan to head out for a while...."

"No way!" Eric interrupted before Baiyi could finish, firmly refusing.

Are you kidding? A genius of this level, if he just informed those old folks in the council, a legislator would immediately take residence in Dongwu City. Go out? The federation would explode!

Baiyi paused and seriously said, "I know what you're worried about, but I have a hunch that the opportunity for a breakthrough lies outside the city."

Eric frowned, thought for a moment, and asked, "Do you have to go out?"

Baiyi's eyes were sincere, "Yes, I wouldn't joke with my own life."

Eric pondered for a while, "Alright, I'll go with you."

Baiyi shrugged helplessly, "What about Dongwu City?"

"Heidinger, that old guy, will come over tomorrow, let him stay in the city. I haven't gone out for a stroll in ages anyway," Eric replied decisively.

"Alright, let's leave tomorrow then." Baiyi thought for a moment and did not refuse.

The mission didn't require him to destroy a nation single-handedly; he originally planned to gather intelligence first and then consider whether to complete it alone or with an army.

Now it's simpler, just bring a Level 77 Demon Swordsman. At the current stage, the Ancient God Kingdom hasn't even reached the Legendary phase, they might not even need to deploy the army.

As Baiyi walked out of the City Lord's Mansion, a strange thought crossed his mind.

Does this count as finding someone to power-level the mission?

Throwing those weird thoughts out of his mind, Baiyi returned to the potion shop and unusually had a good night's sleep.

Without delay, early the next morning, Baiyi called on the city lord, greeted Heidinger, and left Dongwu City with Eric aboard the Mechanical Giant Dragon.

As they burst forth at five Mach speed, the earth gradually stretched into a line, and unfamiliar landscapes appeared before their eyes.

It was Baiyi's first time venturing so far from the city.

A Level 78 mage is now the principal of the Magic Professional School, a development destined to make Dongwu City even more prosperous.

Baiyi couldn't recall how many times he marveled, in this world of the federation, as long as one has enough talent, unimaginable privileges truly become attainable.

Eric gazed at the somewhat desolate land beneath the giant dragon, and in his cloudy eyes were memories and longing.

According to records, in the era of gods, although there were still plenty of conflicts, it was a vibrant time.

Now, this era seems unchanged on the surface, but the lands ravaged by the Abyss tell him that this world is dying.

At least, order is dying.

In the era ruled by the Ancient Gods, chaos was everything, and the whole world had only one rule—waiting for death.

The Ancient Gods were the farmers, and all beings were livestock, whose value was only to reproduce, then sacrifice their souls and everything to serve the farmers.

Living beings who experienced the New God Era certainly do not want to return to such a life, so they have never stopped resisting and praying for the return of the New Gods.

As the Mechanical Giant Dragon flew over one Mutated Zone, Catastrophe Zone, and Ancient God influence zone after another, Zero was also marking the locations of these places.

A map centered on the Dawn Federation was expanding, revealing the outline of its mountains, rivers, and land.

Baiyi stood atop the giant dragon, taking in all the magnificent or tragic scenery with his eyes.

As the giant dragon distanced itself over four thousand kilometers from the Dawn Federation, some intelligent creatures in the wild came into Baiyi's view.

These creatures do not dislike order but cannot find it.

This world is vast; the Dawn Federation is even larger than Blue Star, how could such a massive world hold only the tens of billions of intelligent creatures from the Three Great Federations?

The federation is merely the remnant of order after the gods have vanished.

Other places have returned to the law of the jungle, and the severance of heritage has only deepened their darkness.

When the giant dragon crossed seven thousand kilometers, Baiyi even saw some small settlements of intelligent beings, with a fair proportion of the Human Race.

After all, the human race is quite absurd; without inherited memories, without a long lifespan, yet their resilience is the strongest among all races.

You can spot humans in every corner.

"Lord City Lord, perhaps we could try to let more people know about Dawn? They probably long for order too?" Baiyi said calmly.

Eric clearly saw those scenes as well; he leaned back against his mechanical chair and asked in return, "You have a Bone Dragon that brought you here, but how many people can your Bone Dragon take back in a day? And below the Gold level, who can safely reach here?"

Baiyi fell silent. The journey of seven thousand kilometers contained over a hundred Mutated and Catastrophe Zones, with one or even two zones every few hundred kilometers.

If not for the five Mach speed belonging to the golden level, they would not have arrived so peacefully.

"We have to do something..." Baiyi muttered and fell silent. Today is June 7, 1537 of the Dawn Calendar, meaning the federation has existed for one thousand five hundred thirty-seven years.

This time is enough for those below the Gold level of the Human Race to reincarnate ten times, meaning more than ten generations may have passed.

Do people still recognize the text of Dawn? Or can they still understand its language?

He originally thought of creating a large number of paper maps and scattering them evenly, hoping that, upon learning there still exists a land of order, the lucky ones might just reach Dawn.

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