"Talia, why aren’t you replying to my ssages?!"
"Do you have any idea how important this is? I need to talk to you!"
"Reply imdiately—over, over!"
Seeing the nonstop notification alerts on her phone screen, Talia frowned, then flicked the phone aside with her delicate toes.
That old geezer—an evil capitalist through and through!
I just got dumped, and you’re already calling back to work. Completely inhuman!
Talia grabbed a tissue and blew her nose loudly.
Her eyes were red, as if she’d just had a good cry.
That’s right—Miss Talia had been dumped again. Her "ex-boyfriend reserve stockpile" had just gained yet another overconfident idiot who didn’t know the imnsity of heaven and earth.
Five minutes later...
Talia happily finished an ice cream, and the smile returned to her face.
n? Who cares. Ice cream is my one true love!
Thinking that, she finally picked up her phone and, unhurriedly, pressed the answer button.
At the sa ti, a projection made of shimring light ford a phantom figure above the phone.
If any other mbers of the Ironclad Legion were present, they would’ve been so shocked their jaws would hit the floor—
Because this projected figure was one of the Ironclad Legion’s vice commanders!
"Talia, have you seen the recent news?" The vice commander’s voice carried excitent utterly mismatched with his aged appearance. "If our judgnt isn’t wrong... the Chosen One has very likely appeared!"
The history of the ga’s invasion into reality was older than people thought.
To this day, no one knew why the ga had invaded reality.
Across Earth, every race was trying to uncover that secret. Yet to their shock, all records seed to stop ten thousand years ago.
As for earlier history, there were only scattered fragnts—barely more than a few stray sentences, with little in the way of solid evidence.
That was why every race continued investigating the truth. Not only to understand the past, but also to prepare for the future.
However, current research across all races had made little progress. They could only glimpse the bigger picture through bits and pieces of fragnted information.
For example, the Chosen One the vice commander ntioned just now ca from prehistoric records dated ten thousand years ago.
Legend said that every ten thousand years marked a new era—and in every era, a Chosen One would appear.
As for what the Chosen One represented, or what mission they carried, no one knew.
But one thing was certain: the Chosen One’s strength would be the greatest of that era.
That was why all races were searching for traces of the Chosen One.
As long as they could find them, they would spare no cost to recruit them.
Because if the Chosen One chose a particular race, it essentially ant that race would beco the strongest of all.
"Old man, don’t rush." Talia replied with an impatient expression. "I’ll find ti to investigate."
But the vice commander clearly had no intention of ending the call.
"Oh, right." He changed the subject. "How’s that kid Caelan doing? Has he awakened his class yet?"
The Ironclad Legion’s vice commander was paying close attention to Caelan.
After all, the boy carried the noble bloodline of the Grey family, so he’d been looking forward to Caelan’s performance.
Facing the question, Talia explained matter-of-factly.
"Caelan’s already about to rank up. Once I confirm things, I’ll report back, okay?"
"Oh—my boyfriend’s here!" Talia added sweetly. "Gotta go—bye!"
Before the vice commander could respond, she ended the call outright.
Truthfully, at this point, Talia herself was starting to suspect that Caelan might actually be the legendary Chosen One.
But this was a huge matter. It had to be confird.
Little cousin, so you’re not even honest with your big sis? Did you forget that when we were kids, your cousin even helped bathe you?
Whatever—she’d just go take a look in person.
Talia lazily stood up from the couch and pinned a golden Ironclad Legion badge to her chest.
In fact, confirming this wasn’t difficult at all.
She only needed to check whether her little cousin had gone to Frostguard City yesterday—then she’d have her answer.
...
Sandstorm City, Entrance to the Endless Abyss.
The entire entrance was surrounded by towering walls.
Yet inside those tall walls, there were still quite a few buildings.
They looked extrely run-down, as if they’d been there for a very long ti.
What Caelan hadn’t expected was—
There were actually a lot of people living inside those shabby buildings.
They were poor people who couldn’t afford housing in Sandstorm City, forced to scrape by here.
From the Instance Control Center, Caelan had obtained an [Endless Abyss Guide].
According to the intelligence currently gathered, the explored region of [Endless Abyss] consisted of 99 floors in total.
Each floor was equivalent to a world-scale instance. It could accommodate many awakeners, and it also contained a massive number of monsters.
[Endless Abyss] refreshed every day.
Whether it was the monsters’ positions or the location of the entrance to the next floor—nothing was fixed.
So for adventurers, even with an [Endless Abyss Guide], it still wasn’t guaranteed they’d be able to find the path downward.
As for the Cataclysm Beast on the 99th floor, it also refreshed daily.
But if the Cataclysm Beast was successfully killed, there would be a one-month cooldown.
During that month, [Endless Abyss] would not produce any outbreaks.
In major city-states packed with powerhouses, they would choose to proactively kill the Cataclysm Beast to keep the abyss stable.
But a frontier town like Sandstorm City could only pray for good fortune.
As Caelan walked forward, he continued flipping through the [Endless Abyss Guide] in his hands.
He had to admit—the Instance Control Center really ca through.
A lot of this intel was circulated internally. You couldn’t buy it on the market at all.
The guide in Caelan’s hand recorded in detail the monster categories and traits on each floor, as well as possible spawn locations for entrances to the next floor.
For him, it would undoubtedly reduce a huge amount of burden.
While Caelan was planning his route, without realizing it, he’d already reached the luminous barrier at the entrance.
As long as he passed through that light screen, he would truly step into [Endless Abyss].
There weren’t many adventurers in Sandstorm City, and Caelan couldn’t see any other adventurers nearby.
So Caelan took one step forward—
And in an instant, the scene before his eyes changed completely!
So this... is what the abyss looks like?!
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