<A journey of ten thousand miles begins with a single step; four hundred billion stars begin beneath our feet!>
Looking at the newspaper in his hand, Lu Zhou smiled.
This was the latest issue of the Renren Daily.
On the front page was a photograph taken on Mars.
Five astronauts stood atop a gentle sand dune, their arms slung over one another's shoulders. Behind them stood a silver-white ring-shaped colonial habitat, along with a Red Flag fluttering in the wind.
This hard-won photograph was destined to be recorded in history, becoming one of the indelible memories of human civilization...
Lu Zhou folded the newspaper and hurriedly finished the rest of his breakfast.
As Xiao Ai drifted over from the side to clear away the dishes, Lu Zhou was about to get up and head to the restroom when his phone rang.
After answering the call, Lu Zhou held the phone to his ear. Before he could speak, however, a trembling and uneasy voice called out, "Master."
"Looks like you made it safely to Boston," Lu Zhou said with a smile, having caught the unease in her voice. "Why didn't you call home yesterday? Your sister was worried about you."
"I... forgot."
After something like that had happened, how could she have been in the mood to call?
Swallowing hard, Han Mengqi asked nervously in a low voice, "M-Master... what was with that convoy that picked me up outside the airport yesterday?"
"A convoy?" Lu Zhou said with a smile. "That was probably their way of showing respect for us. Focus on attending your academic conference and finish your presentation with peace of mind. Don't concern yourself too much with other matters. Just attend any worthwhile events. If you can't decide something, call me."
Though she was still somewhat uneasy, hearing