"It must be a thousand light years or so. But our migration destination is less than four light years away. The Empire's space traffic network is already there, under its dominion."
Ren Zhong continued to ask, "The Star Zone we are in, which is calculated in the scale of hundreds of millions of light years, what is its name in human language?"
"Sloan Great Wall."
Ren Zhong: "..."
If his heart had not long been forged into ironstone, he would surely have screamed by now.
He wanted to shout.
"Lies upon lies."
What a hell of a Sloan Great Wall!
What a hell of an Origin Land!
Humanity came from the Solar System on Earth's Orion Arm in the Milky Way at the end of the Laniakea Supercluster!
But in the end, he said nothing.
He wondered how long and how far he had slept.
Meanwhile, Xiao Xingyue gave a spontaneous smile, "Okay, the business is over. I should attend to personal matters. Tsk tsk, Ren Zhong, you are indeed handsome, I like this about you."
Ren Zhong stared at her with a wooden expression.
He knew this enigmatic person was filling in gaps and fulfilling the lies she had told to obscure the comprador faction.
Ren Zhong shook his head and slowly said, "I admit I'm handsome and appreciate your admiration. But I'm sorry, I refuse you."
Xiao Xingyue was taken aback, "Why? Am I not pretty enough?"
"You're pretty, but I don't like it."
Xiao Xingyue's eyebrows slowly furrowed.
She almost blurted it out but ultimately held back.
She wanted to say.
"This is another catastrophic loophole, besides idioms, that the 'Net' is constantly questioning about you. If you refuse me now, you are tying a time bomb to yourself!"
But Ren Zhong's attitude was too firm, anything she said would create issues at this moment.
She could only laugh bitterly, shaking her head, "That's really heartbreaking. I'm really not used to it; I've never been rejected before."
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