On the arched dome of the command hall, there is a large mural painted by Mikto, the most famous painter of Chuckna three hundred years ago, entitled "Celebration after the Battle of Holy Relics". Numerous figures in the painting celebrate victory, their expressions vivid and lifelike.
The mural is static, and at this moment, the hall is also static.
Time seems to have stopped flowing, or perhaps it has reverted to hundreds of years ago, with the Chuckna Soldiers in the mural and the real-life Chuckna Soldiers together composing a new picture.
Only the rows of data and text on the SkyNet screen continue their tireless roll. Reflected on the walls and on people, like rows of swimming light fish.
Chen Fengxi looked at Margaret who was speaking to him and suddenly felt somewhat bewildered.
Perhaps there were too many surprises, and he was momentarily dazed. Just like savoring a bowl of delicious soup for pleasure, drinking the entire pot would lead to nothing but bloating.
