"Doctor Schiller, could you take a look and see if there's anything involving you in this documentary that needs changing?" Eddie leaned half his body through the office doorway and waved the projector in his hand at Schiller.
Schiller, who had been talking to thin air, turned to glance at him. He walked over and opened the door to let Eddie in, eyed the projector in Eddie's hand, and said, "You finished filming that quickly? Didn't you say it would take another two months?"
"We cut the original five story arcs down to three: 'The Glory of the Northern God,' 'Iron Heart,' and 'The Dream of Uniting the States.' Filming is completely finished now. All that's left is editing, so I brought you a sample first."
Eddie fiddled with the projector on the desk, and before long, the documentary's opening began to play. A calm, intellectual-sounding young man started narrating.
"Humanity had never imagined that the lush, magnificent planet that had nurtured us was merely a small boat adrift in the vast universe.
"In her embrace, we celebrated, we wept, and we forged a long history. At last, we chose to cast aside our past regrets and turn our eyes toward somewhere farther away.
"And those Champions who dared climb the mast and raise the sails for human civilization also had countless stories to tell amid the tide of this changing age.
"Now, let us lift our heads from our ordinary, mundane lives and look at a remarkable group of people standing on the same ground at the other end of the world. How did they fly thirty thousand feet above the sky, and what unknown secrets had they buried ninety thousand feet beneath the earth's crust?"
The Earth gradually enlarged, and the lights of countless homes in New York