"Twenty-six years ago, that disaster... the Invasion of the Gods!"
Baili Qingfeng sat somewhat helplessly on the sofa.
That disaster had reduced humanity's numbers by twenty percent—on average, one out of every five people had died.
His old father had been lucky enough to survive...
But Mother...
had been separated from him forever by the boundary between life and death.
"All this time, she firmly believed that you wouldn't die. She had forcibly insisted on keeping your things safe. As it turned out... she was right."
Li Xian looked at Baili Qingfeng, a trace of wistfulness in his eyes.
"But I came too late... Mother had been waiting for me all this time, yet I never got to see her even once..."
"No one wanted that to happen, but in the face of a disaster affecting the entire world, our individual strength was far too small. Being able to preserve our lives and cling on was already a blessing."
Li Xian said this, then glanced out the window. "Fortunately, we've made it through the hardest stretch. Although the powerful life-forms of the Twin Moon World have never once given up coveting our world, and rumors have even spread that the creatures of the Twin Moon World are accumulating strength in preparation for launching a second wave of attacks against our world, at least... the Federation is powerful enough to withstand their attacks and maintain the peace before us. We can also establish ourselves in this peaceful environment, survive tenaciously, and grow with our heads held high."
"Peace."
When Baili Qingfeng heard those two words, he slowly raised his head and looked out the window along the direction of his father Li Xian's gaze.
Outside the window...
cars flowed like water and horses moved like dragons, while the city glittered in