Lu Yuan changed his clothes and trimmed his hair neatly. He was now peacefully seated by the window of the Fly Shuttle, observing the strange yet fascinating world outside that was gradually enlarging through the light-blue crystal glass.
This was his second time approaching the Sum Nation. The last time was on Zhou Ling's Fly Shuttle, and it was at night. He had only caught a brief glimpse from afar; before he could get closer, they had turned around and left.
Before seeing the Sum Nation up close, Lu Yuan had always thought it was the name of a city. Now he realized why everyone he knew who came from the Sum Nation described it as a "new world." This was not merely a metaphor. The real Sum Nation... was indeed as big as a "world."
