"Thank you." Zhang Rongfang accepted it and examined the book in his hands.
The surface of the booklet was warm, with the smooth texture of human skin.
A line of crimson text clearly floated on the front: World Geography.
He opened the first page, filled with lines of entirely unfamiliar text.
But soon, he retrieved all the living memories he had devoured in his mind, separating out the language parts, absorbing and integrating them.
The unfamiliar text before him began to rapidly become familiar.
'Our world is spherical, this is indisputable. From a high vantage point looking down, one can discern this fact.'
This was the introduction.
'But we can never escape the gravity of the white pupil, until it completely consumes us, igniting everything.'
The sentence on the second page revealed a deep despair.
Zhang Rongfang narrowed his eyes and quickly flipped forward.
Following was a massive map covering two pages.
The map of the entire world.
