"Ah! The great dream awakens, a thousand years have passed in the world, what day is it today?"
Yan Ling, having had a good sleep, emerged from the blanket, stretched lazily, and spoke dreamily. However... her appearance still resembled that of a fifty-year-old; the loli look had long expired.
Time flies and never returns, an inch of time is worth an inch of gold, yet an inch of gold can't buy an inch of time. Even if one could regain youth, the price paid would far exceed the value of time.
"Today is ×××× year × month × day, Sunday, lunar calendar ×× month twelve, severe cold, external temperature 34 degrees Celsius, wind force level 1, humidity 90%."
Chen Fei reported the lunar and weather data in a serious manner.
The No. 2 flagship was cruising near the equator in a windless zone, below lay the vast open ocean, occasionally dotted with small islands or rocks peeking above the sea level.
