The next day, the rhythm of the Intercontinental Teleportation Array finally settled.
The first-day chaos did not vanish completely.
But the network no longer looked like five continents had collectively discovered a new toy and decided to test how much paperwork a miracle could create.
The flow became cleaner.
Travelers learned to follow marked lanes.
Merchants learned that arguing with array staff did not make cargo inspections faster.
Children learned that shadows arrived with their owners and did not need to be checked separately.
Staff rotations stabilized.
Landing delays shortened.
Emergency transfers became smoother.
By morning, the public routes no longer felt like an opening ceremony.
They felt like infrastructure.
...
Then the second sea report arrived.
This time, the flash came from the East.
A single burst of ancient pressure had risen from the eastern waters before vanishing beyond stable observation range.
Lucien sighed.
