Dawn walked up to him.
They stood and sat together, overlooking the city-state in the night, surrounded by endless floods of data.
The night was dazzling with lights, and the lawn lamps on the square flickered in the thick fog. Trucks dragged dozens of silver-bright long dragons, like strands of ethereal hope.
Su Ming'an gazed at these countless lights, while innumerable bullet screen comments flashed across the upper right corner of his vision.
"Doctor, I will initiate the final [Zero-Dimensional], bringing only your consciousness into it. After the Ruined World has been fully invaded by Ta Wei, we might be able to lie low and wait for an opportunity to counterattack," the Dawn System said:
"Rest assured, I have recorded a hundred and seventy million blocks of knowledge in literature, art, and scientific research domains in my program in text and video forms. Years from now, we may still have a chance to strike back."
