“Osgiliath Rudolph? Duke Tulip?” Chen Xiaolian thought about it carefully before shaking his head. “I have never heard of the name before.”0

“Of course not.” Miao Yan stood up, looking dazed. “He is not someone from your era. He is a legend from five thousand years ago.”0

“Five thousand years ago?” Chen Xiaolian frowned. “Your history… is that long?”0

“From the looks of it… inside this world that is of an even lower level, you and I are no longer under the system’s supervision.” Miao Yan released a faint sigh. 0

“Didn’t you always wanted to know what the Upper Plane is like?”2

“So, you can tell me now?” Chen Xiaolian’s eyes lit up. 0

Although he had managed to comprehend and read the information within the wings, that information did not contain anything about the Upper Plane. 0

Chen Xiaolian had always been curious. Rather, every Awakened was curious, what did the Upper Plane that...0