Lin Xiaosu exited the Secret Realm Space, poured a cup of tea, and sat by the window for a long time without moving. In the darkness, his eyes were constantly flickering, but no one knew what he was thinking...
Until late at night, he finally went to bed and slept.
In the early morning of the next day, the red sun rose high. This round of red sun seems to have gained some warmth. It was already early April, the transition between spring and summer, with clear weather.
Far out at sea, the sea breeze had also become somewhat gentle.
Base 101, halfway up the mountain.
Chang Ye's small courtyard, a few flowers had bloomed again.
Chang Ye sat on the swing, letting the spring breeze from the sea brush against her cheeks, blowing away the fatigue from the previous night.
During this time, she spent long hours in the laboratory.
It was almost as if she were working desperately.
Why such desperation?
A faint sense of sadness passed through her heart.
