"How does it feel?" Xiu'Er seemed to be stunned for a moment, then looked at interstellar world Shen Yu and suddenly smiled, "Is this also part of the front-line weapon trials and investigation?"
"No, it's just what I personally want to know." Shen Yu shook his head and said, "I know, before this, everyone here was actually guarding this place and sacrificing for a thoroughly illusory hope. But now, this illusion has become reality. I want to know how you look at this reality."
Originally, Shen Yu hadn't had such a question.
After all, in his imagination, people here endured torment and then suddenly saw hope—there'd be that excitement, that fervor.
No matter how exaggerated, it wouldn't be an overstatement.
But now, it looked like they had already come to terms with death, and were no longer afraid of it.
But what about their fighting spirit?
Fear and pain can sometimes become fuel for battle intent, too.
What Shen Yu wanted to know most was still this point.
