There was still some time before the New Year, but not much. It was already October, and in another two months, a new year would arrive.
Actually, according to the increasingly numerous scientists who had been persuaded, time did not exist. This method of recording time seemed to have lost its value, but that was merely the scientists' opinion.
People still used "time" to record the cycles of physical phenomena. Perhaps it was the simplest and most effective method they could think of.
The Virtual World's continued popularity had eventually forced some people who had been reluctant to enter it to compromise, but more capital had begun shifting from the Virtual World toward the real world.
To them, it was as if they had been... dragged into the Virtual World and slashed once, only to be forced to crawl out of it afterward.
They might have been able to make a great deal of money in the Virtual World, but compared to those competitors who might one day become the rulers of planets, money seemed to lose its luster before power of that level.
It was difficult for them to judge Lin Qi's actions. If they said Lin Qi harbored malicious intentions, that clearly did not hold up.
After all, it was not only his son who could become a Planetary Governor. Ordinary people could do it too.
But if they said he had done all this out of pure goodwill, or unintentionally, that did not seem likely either.
They had developed the Virtual World and then given it to ordinary people. People had always talked about "capital's carnival," but this time, ordinary people were the ones celebrating.
This year's New Year was livelier than usual. Many people could already be seen on the streets of the City of Miracles.