Bai Xinghe narrowed his eyes and sensed the vast sea of stars flowing past him slowly.
Li Yao also saw that a light spot that represented an apocalypse just flashed by his cheek.
Bai Xinghe opened his eyes slowly and said in an old, coarse voice, "Imagine that you are Liu the Prier, the great scholar who studied the apocalypses ten thousand years ago. You've finally built the observatory successfully and managed to simulate the real-time universe with the three hundred super crystal processors. You see for the first time so many apocalypses flying here and there right above your head.
"Then, what will you think?
"What is the truth about the apocalypses? Where are they from, and where will they go to?"
