Director Eno didn't want to leave.
Levi Ancestor was already dead, the Emperor Guard System was going crazy, and Director Eno knew clearly what was going to happen next.
The Empire's structure would collapse with a crash, and even if some forces could survive, the original Sherman Empire would no longer exist.
Director Eno suddenly thought of the White Ghost and Daphne, and gradually fell into more distant memories.
The countdown kept ticking.
The seconds department dragged the minutes department, attacking the hours department's survival space.
As if unconsciously, the countdown returned to '00:59:59'.
The last Galaxy Time.
...
Virtual world!
What level is this? The seventh level? The eighth level?
The continuous battles filled with abnormal amounts of information had numbed Yang Ming's nerves.
