Space... The vast starry sky, measured in light-years, is as desolate as humankind is insignificant within it.
Xing Hechou fell silent for a moment. "Will we meet again?"
"Possibly. Maybe one day, when I've completely made peace with Elemental Material, or maybe one day, when humankind marching into space reunites with me in the Milky Way."
Li Ang looked up at the night sky, as if to etch this piece of his homeland's heavens deep into his memory. Caught up in the emotions, Xing Hechou and Thousand-miles Sealing Blade also fell silent and gazed up at the stars.
Humans are social animals. Even those hermits who live alone and contemplate life rarely completely sever ties with human civilization. They could hardly imagine, light-years away from Earth, the profound loneliness of being alone in the silent universe.
"Time is almost up." Li Ang stopped looking up and clapped his hands.
BUZZ!
