"So that's how it is..."
Li Mu Chuan, holding the lightsaber, fell silent when he heard that.
If he himself said, "Success need not be achieved in my time," he naturally would not feel much about it.
But if someone else said it and expected him to accept it, that was not so easy to bear.
"When I first saw you arrive, I thought our world might still be saved. But judging by things now, the situation is far worse than we imagined. So don't take it too much to heart. If something cannot be done, then don't force it."
As he spoke, the old man gently patted both of them on the shoulder. "No matter what, I'm glad to have seen you in this world."
After saying that, the old man handed the cradle's controller to them. "We don't know when the General Offensive will begin, but... you must make up your minds as soon as possible!"
The day the General Offensive began would be the day Earth fell, so their resolve was crucial.
When it was time to flee, they absolutely could not hesitate.
The two of them took a deep breath. When they exchanged glances, they both understood what the other was thinking.
"We'll fight until the very last moment. With our abilities, escaping shouldn't be a problem. But if we don't fight until the end, we'll never be at peace with ourselves."
After hearing this, the old man was briefly stunned. Then he sighed helplessly and nodded.
They had spent some time together, after all. He knew what kind of people they were.
"What a shame. If only another version of us from a future timeline could travel here."
Li Mu Chuan in the White Ship Uniform could not help sighing as well.
The situation before