After rushing to the window, Zhou Ming finally confirmed that what he was seeing was not an illusion—there truly were words on the window! And they were written in the universal language of the City-State, from outside no less!
The words were hazy, quivering slightly on the glass in an eerie manner, as if they were not written on the solid and stable surface of the glass but were reflections in an illusory mist. Zhou Ming stared at those letters for a half an eternity before he could finally make out the content from those blurry and mirror-reversed words—
"I'm outside, you're inside."
Zhou Ming was instantly stupefied—he felt as if he had just seen a meaningless statement.
An entity had gone to the trouble of leaving a message outside his "protective cocoon" for such a statement?
Instinctively, he found it somewhat laughable, but then he furrowed his brow, a vague thought arising in his mind.
