Chapter 105: Number 2899 In the wake of the Sky Whale’s departure, a feverish buzz swept through the camp. For the ordinary survivors, it was a day of incomprehensible miracles. They didn’t know what the creature was, nor did they know its name. They only knew they had witnessed a leviathan swimming through the clouds. The Transcendents, aloof and secretive, offered no explanations. Even in a convoy this small, the divide between the awakened and the ordinary had become a