The colorful planet outside the porthole is within reach, yet people don't know where the path lies.
According to history, people indeed did not move towards happiness; Kasadia's betrayal turned the future into Hell, and many died in despair under the suppression of the food chain, becoming food for other races.
They can't wait for the sunshine, nor for tomorrow.
"Look! There's a celebration over there!" Suddenly, Su Liujin pointed in one direction.
This is the public square on the 28th floor, where celebrations are occasionally held. Huge holographic projections display virtual fireworks, filled with the atmosphere of pyrotechnics. People improvise their dances to the music, their faces beaming with temporary happiness.
The young man with golden eyes looked at the dancing crowd, a hint of curiosity and longing flashing through.
"Do you want to give it a try?" Su Ming'an suddenly asked softly.
Su Liujin looked up at him in surprise.
