Afterward, Ning Zheng and Xin Xichen, without rushing, returned to Blue Star for a vacation, and also to check on the expansion issues of the blacksmiths' territories.
In the internet cafe.
"This Blue Star civilization is about to be wiped out." At this time, Xin Xichen spoke: "So, any other ideas?"
"Just gather the data." Ning Zheng's expression was calm.
Although he had developed a batch of parallel world civilizations since coming here, he actually felt little sense of belonging.
It was merely to explore his roots and gather intelligence; now the task was considered complete.
He could take them to the [present] sometime later, or to the [future].
Time just kept slipping away like this.
The meeting of the three Immortal Venerates before was indeed the last resort.
The battlefield was still intensely engaged.
Initially, the future held 2%, then gradually 10%, now continuously rising, already occupying 30% of the area.
Civilization was still exploding madly.
