"How could I refuse?"
The communication device handed over by Chairman Yafarda was a peculiar white pen holder. It looked a bit like a ladle, with the lower part being a white handle and the upper part being a recessed metal semicircle, embedded with a pale blue gemstone as an Origin Quality signal focus, a relatively common alarm communication device style.
Ian took it, a silver-green light flickering in his eyes, and with a thoughtful nod, he asked, "To which layer has the Canaan Moore Exploration of the ruins been delved? Does it still require the joint exploration teams from various countries?"
"It's somewhat embarrassing to say, but we've actually been halted at the second layer."
