That said, if Phantom Immortal Technology wasn't planning to unveil an interstellar product, why had it put together such a spectacle?
"Everyone! Isn't the starry sky beautiful?"
An unhurried voice rang out.
It was no longer the goddess's voice from earlier, but a man's.
Yet no one was disappointed, because they knew this voice well. It was Shen Bing's.
Under these circumstances, the appearance of that voice meant the main event was beginning.
"Beautiful!"
"I used to think I was well-read and eloquent, but right now, all I want to say is: it's so beautiful."
"Holy shit, that's gorgeous!"
There were quite a few jokers in the crowd, and the atmosphere immediately heated up.
"Actually, I think it's beautiful too!"
Shen Bing's figure flickered into view in midair, like an immortal among mortals.
"He's so fucking good at showing off!"
"This is the first time I've felt like this guy deserves a beating!"
"Do you think Phantom Immortal Technology put together this whole scene just so its chairman could show off right now?"
"Keep your voice down. There might be recording equipment nearby picking up what you're saying."
Standing in midair, Shen Bing naturally heard the whispers from the audience below. Inwardly, he sneered at them. A bunch of losers! Utterly tasteless.
"Beautiful as the starry sky is, it holds both danger and opportunity." Shen Bing sighed. "Now, the dangers out there have already revealed themselves. With aliens invading, none of us can remain unscathed if our whole world falls. Only by striving to catch up can humanity stop fearing aliens and earn the right to speak with them as equals. I believe that the pressure to survive will inevitably drive humanity further. But..."
Shen Bing glanced around before continuing, "But this isn't something we can achieve overnight. We need