Wu Pifu stood silently in midair for a long while.
For some reason, he felt melancholy, unable to put his feelings into words.
That cold-looking, long-haired young man was not a pure martial artist. His heart held too many emotions and distracting thoughts, and his killing intent was wild. If he had been sent to the twenty-first century, he would most likely have been a random-target serial killer.
Yet at the very end, his conviction had been incomparably pure. Though he had been controlled, he had sincerely wanted to see a higher level of scenery.
What a pity...
Compared to him, Wu Pifu was only stronger in magnitude. Unless he used his Heroic Tribe transformation—but that was not his own power. That only deepened the melancholy in his heart.
More than ten seconds later, Wu Pifu finally gathered himself and looked down at the ground.
Countless craters covered the earth, along with densely packed crowds dressed in white.
Everything now had an explanation.
Those clothes stood utterly apart from what the twenty-odd people had worn earlier, like clothing styles from two different eras. Moreover, the white standardized uniforms gave Wu Pifu a sense of familiarity.
When Gaia had set sail into the universe, all crew members had worn similar uniforms. Their colors and subtle structural differences varied according to whether they were citizens and their citizen ranks. These clothes had actually been designed for immersing the entire body in virtual reality Stasis Pods, effectively protecting the body from minute damage during hibernation.
There was no doubt that the men, women, old people, and children in white uniforms below were in a similar situation.
As for why virtual reality Stasis Pods from an advanced civilization had become so-called hope and disaster, and had further evolved into the Human-Nurturing Beast Papu before