The golden-winged elder confirmed the venue of the gathering with a thought. As the organizer, he immediately sent a message to the other seven, including Xu Jingming.
In reality, Xu Jingming was in an asteroid belt in the desolate cosmos.
Huh? Standing on an asteroid more than ten kilometers in diameter, Xu Jingming received a message that made him smile. A message from Mr. Wen: the gathering is tomorrow?
Official members of the Primordial Research Institute were usually called 'researchers.' Those with the prefix 'mister' were teachers at the research institute; there was no doubt about their strength.
Meet the other seven guardians? Xu Jingming was still looking forward to it. He then replied—"I'll be there on time."
Continue experimenting!