Blood Island world, Wenren Sheng's home.
Just as Wenren Sheng had said, he did not need to worry about saying goodbye to his family, because he himself was at home.
In the study, he quietly looked out the window, pondering something very important.
A familiar feeling had surfaced just now, and he had already realized what it was—wasn't that himself?
There was also an Immortal seeking perfect love hidden by his side.
Now that he had seen Virtual Mother Amy, he suddenly realized that his circumstances were actually somewhat similar to Amy's.
Amy could decide the fate of the Space Fortress, and he could likewise decide the fate of many people.
The only difference was that Amy was the one seeking love, while he was the one being sought for love.
Why did love become a factor around two such important figures? In truth, beneath the cold laws of physics and amid grand scenes, love had never been fit to take the stage, much less determine the crucial course of events.
Beauties bringing disaster, raging in fury for a beauty—those were all self-indulgent fantasies of poets and scholars.
However, this was a mysterious world, and the concept of love happened to be one of those mysterious concepts that endured forever.
The artistic works produced every year, people's joys, anger, sorrows, and delights—so many of them were connected to it.
As long as humanity's mode of reproduction did not change, it would never become outdated. New people would always grow up, beginning to feel and experience it in their teens, until the day they died of old age.
And its power seemed to have remained hidden all along, never erupting.
Through that Ship Girl's experience just now, Wenren Sheng had finally realized this.
As he was thinking, Wu Shanshan walked in,