Moments later.
Chen Mang crushed the cigarette at his fingertips, which was about to burn out, took a deep breath, and exhaled the heaviness from his chest. Finally, he looked up at the starry sky above him before turning back to the train.
He placed the string of stars above into the vast galaxy.
Extremely insignificant.
So insignificant that if there weren't this Doomsday Abyss, perhaps the annihilation of this planet would go unnoticed, without anyone catching the message those stars conveyed.
...
Back inside the train room, Chen Mang sat alone at the control panel, lost in thought for a long time. The impact of this matter on him was indeed significant, even greater than the impact of crossing over to this world.
Doomsday descended a year ago.
Calculating from the onset of Doomsday, the timeframe amounts to four years.
