Years had passed, time rushed by.
Walking through the dim universe on the Earth Era spaceship, felt like being on a time train...
Periodically, some people boarded while others disembarked. There were many stops along the journey, and it was rare for anyone to stay from beginning to end. When someone had to get off, even if reluctantly, one should be grateful and then wave goodbye.
Now, it was once again the era for Zhang Yuan to disembark...
In the midst of this fog, suddenly, a bright light shone from the darkness, slowly waking him from his hibernation.
Zhang Yuan opened his eyes vaguely, his vision was a blur, and his brain had yet to register any sensations.
Each awakening felt terrible, as if he had taken a nerve-paralyzing drug, leaving him groggy, with the world spinning and tumbling around him.
His personal will seemed to vanish. He knew neither who he was nor where he was; he felt just like a zombie.