In Songxiang Town.
Yan Qiushi, who had been sleeping on a recliner, was suddenly awakened by an unusual vibration spreading through the air.
She shot up from the chair, landing lightly on her feet. A glance around the office showed it was empty.
The clerk she had been waiting for still hadn't returned.
The faint sounds of conversation and discussion drifted in from outside.
She took a bottle of water from her Space Ring, took a sip to wet her throat, and walked out the door, dragging her suitcase behind her.
She immediately saw that nearly all the town's residents had come out of their homes and were standing outside, heads tilted up at the sky.
Some were crowding around the garrisoned Divine Army soldiers, asking noisy questions, while others had their hands clasped before their chests, eyes closed in silent prayer.
Still others were gathered together, seemingly registering for something in a panicked flurry.
The atmosphere was somewhat oppressive.
