Two years could teach a person many things. If they were thrown into all kinds of life-threatening situations, they learned even faster. Hao Ren believed that if his past self had encountered such a complicated situation two years ago, he would have been utterly at a loss. Faced with a family patriarch, he probably would not even have known how to organize his words. But now, he could calmly tell Vogus about Tanagrus, and he was confident he could keep control of the conversation.
He had not revealed everything, only what needed to be said—the things Vogus, as a descendant of the Tanans, had the right to know. He talked about the ecological disaster that had occurred in the Dream Plane and gave a general explanation of its cause and progress, describing himself as a professional specifically responsible for handling such incidents. When discussing Tanagrus's current state, he told the old patriarch concisely, "The planet's ecosystem has been completely reshaped, so to speak. Although it was your homeland ten thousand years ago, the difficulty of surviving there now would be no less than that faced by your ancestors when they first came to Earth."
"A new intelligent species is living there now?" Vogus asked. His voice was much calmer than Hao Ren had expected.
Hao Ren had just given him a general account of the Zhuom civilization's Great Migration. He nodded. "According to certain certification rules, your civilization has been registered as extinct, and your planet has been marked as unclaimed. I'm sorry, but no one has lived there for ten thousand years, while the Zhuom people urgently need a place to settle down. They're also victims of an ecological disaster. Without a new planet to receive them, their civilization would become extinct as well."
Vogus was silent for a