Southern Province, on a certain highway.
An endless stream of vehicles was moving in the same direction.
The sky also had countless flying objects heading the same way.
One person's departure was accompanied by the ebb of the Big Era.
"Father, there's a huge traffic jam ahead. Will we even be able to make it to Research Island?"
"Yes, given the current situation, we might not be able to drive a thousand kilometers in a few days, let alone get to Research Island!"
The person they called Father stepped out; his hair had turned white as he still wished to send off the Chen Family founder one last time.
Yet he realized he no longer even had the opportunity to rush to Research Island.
Father stood outside the car, gazing toward Research Island, and suddenly shouted loudly:
"Mr. Chen, have a good journey!"
The others also stood out, creating a unique scene on the highway, all wearing the same suits and ties, with a white cloth wrapped around their hands.
