Buying Hope with a Hundred Years

Tu Yun took Chen Mo to meet a humanoid.

A middle-aged humanoid with silver hair and silver skin. His eyes were as narrow as fingers, with black-and-white irises resembling black-and-white Newton's rings. His chin was extremely pointed, giving him a snake-like face.

The middle-aged humanoid was dressed in plain white clothes, intently watching an "interesting" movie. From time to time, he let out a lewd chuckle, looking rather carefree and irresponsible.

"He is the friend I came to visit this time."

Tu Yun sighed softly.

"He used to be an exceptionally rare strategist. Unfortunately, an accident three hundred years ago completely ruined him. It is truly regrettable. If he were willing to act, he should have a way to resolve the countless lives stranded outside the Star System. I came this time hoping to ask him to return to Yun Zhou Star with me, but he refused."

Chen Mo was somewhat surprised. Someone had refused an invitation from the creator of a Top-Tier Civilization, and that immediately piqued his interest. "Why?"

"Because I cannot solve his problem, and he is unwilling to come out of retirement." Tu Yun did not hide anything and said aloud, "If you can solve his problem, sir, then persuading him to return will not be an issue."

"Oh? Even you cannot solve it?"

Chen Mo was slightly surprised. The strength of a Top-Tier Civilization was beyond doubt, and Tu Yun was its ruler. It could be said that aside from matters involving Top-Tier Civilizations and God-level Civilizations, Tu Yun should have been able to handle anything.

Chen Mo became interested. "What happened to him?"

"Three hundred years ago, his wife and daughter were involved in a spaceship accident. His wife died on the spot, while his daughter was left half-dead. That is why he became