Lu Youchang waited for twenty minutes, growing impatient, and let out a cold snort.
The Emperor Penguin was startled awake and forcibly ejected from consciousness.
"What's going on? Where is this?"
He awoke as if from a dream, feeling he had experienced much.
Seeing the mocking look in Lu Youchang's eyes, he took a moment to realize he was in the real world again.
"What did you do?"
Lu Youchang sneered: "Do you think, since you can log in and out at will, what need is there for consciousness upload? And just want to continue occupying the latrine without using it, clutching power and not letting go?"
"Uncle, precisely because you think this way, Themis entrusted it to us young people."
"Save yourself, let go of your legacy. The low-dimensional universe can already satisfy you."
"The authority of the giant enterprise and the wandering universe cannot both be held, and to obtain the latter, you need to leave the Solar System, as far as you can fly."
