"As long as hope exists, civilization will last forever."

He may have heard clearly what the girl next to him really wanted to say at that moment when the fireworks in the galaxy blossomed.

Compared to the countless shelters in this land.

the other side.

On a watchtower some distance away from the shelter.

An old man stood there quietly wearing arcane robes.

He stared deeply at the scene outside that was as gorgeous as a swarm of meteors. His old face was already covered with traces of time, but his eyes were still bright and firm.

Old Kane has witnessed too many vicissitudes in the history of human civilization and changes in the universe, but the scene before him still shocked him.

He watched as the remnants of the star ring turned into countless meteors in the explosion, watching them streak across the sky.

Under the light of the meteor swarm.

The old man's figure looked increasingly lonely and determined. He stood quietly on the watchtower:

"Anderol,

Perhaps, I have really found another path different from the big library.

do you know?

The fate of history should not only be recorded,
Chapter completed!