With an earth-shaking explosion, the spaceship tainted by the Dark Matter Sea and the dark space fortress built by the Space Pirates both became streams of debris amid blazing heat. Against the backdrop of the explosion, the handsome hero and adorable heroine departed in a battered Mining Ship, happy smiles lighting their faces. With nothing to say as they gazed at each other, they could only kiss, and then the picture gradually faded.
That such a hackneyed plot could still be made into a film could only mean that films had essentially become antiques in this era. Naturally, there was no applause in the theater. The few couples in the audience filed out blank-faced; only Jing Jiu looked delighted.
There was no internet at home, and previously there had not even been a television, only extremely abstruse philosophical books on bookshelves six stories high. This was his first encounter with such lighthearted entertainment.
To him, this thing called a film was far more interesting than the cartoons on television or the piano.
Ms. Eve had programmed navigation into his and Flower Creek's Wristbands beforehand. After leaving the theater, he followed his Wristband's directions, easily found the rail transit, and returned home to 720 in just over ten minutes.
Snow Ji glanced at him. Rather than having him continue learning to play chess with her, she lowered her head and stared blankly at the sliver of ice in her little hand. There was no telling whether she had discovered anything new.
Jing Jiu looked at the sky outside the window and found it already very dark. It should be time for dinner. But where is my little sister? After some thought, he felt that the snacks and drinks at the theater should cover a day's expenditure, so he did not call