Five years later.
'The massive Star Abyss contaminant near Planet 228 was finally officially cleared yesterday.
After the Orga Galaxy fleet activated its planet-destroying cannons and bombarded it continuously for several years, the final remnants of contamination from the Star Abyss contaminant had finally been completely eliminated.
Next, this region will undergo repeated inspections and verification for several months. During this stage, numerous indicators and parameters across the contaminated area will be examined to determine whether anti-contamination purification measures can proceed.
The purification plan for the starry sky will be put out to tender by the Ministry of Supreme Defense, with major construction companies gathering to bid.'
The beautiful anchor on the holographic television was solemnly reporting the latest developments in space.
Wei He picked up the vase from the table, went to the kitchen to pour out the water, removed the withered red rose, and replaced it with a fresh one.
Ever since that accident, he had developed the habit of placing a fresh red rose on the table at home.
Red was vigilance, a reminder, and a warning.
What had happened to Sri Lanka had made him understand that he absolutely could not slacken just because he had achieved a little success.
Five years had passed.
Wei He walked onto the balcony and watched the streams of vehicles flying back and forth outside, sighing inwardly.
His ramen restaurants had spread throughout the entire Silver Belt District. Now, whenever xm Ramen Restaurant was mentioned, everyone would raise a thumb and praise it: "Great flavor!"
It had become a local specialty food of Planet 228's Silver Belt District.
There were thirty branches in total, bringing Wei He nearly 1.8 million in net profit every month.
It had also laid a solid foundation for his continued use of medicine.
And now,