A few of them bid farewell to their seniors and left McDonald's, it was already midnight.
Even though the streets were alive with lights and decorations, they were now almost deserted.
After simulating the Wandering Planet Project, looking up at the stars felt like glimpsing distant hopes—so distant as to be despairing, but still hopes nonetheless.
For most people, such thoughts only cross their mind on rare occasions; more often, they're striving to become enviable, admirable, important individuals.
But at least these four were still gazing at the stars.
They knew better than anyone that while movies may be beautiful, the Wandering Planet Project was a futile effort.
When those events truly happen, there will be no miracles, no heroes; Jupiter can't be ignited, we can't even nudge Earth closer to it.
The only path to evade Earth's demise was—
Science.
Gathering enough scientific theory before disaster strikes is the only way.
