The next morning, Zhang Yuan, sporting dark circles under his eyes, began his usual day of work. Regardless of the commotion on Earth Civilization, life must go on.
"How come, did you have insomnia last night? Stayed up to finish reading?"
"Yeah, Senior Brother, you won," Zhang Yuan said with a smile.
"It has nothing to do with me... it's New Civilization History that won."
Perhaps it was because they were too far from Earth at this moment, or perhaps because as time had washed away familiarity, Earth Civilization had become very strange, everyone's mood wasn't so downcast, more like having watched an exceptionally dry film.
However, the clicks on papers related to New Civilization History had increased by more than a thousandfold over the past few centuries, including many comments on Zhang Yuan's new papers!
Whether they understood it or not, people tried to find solutions within this new discipline.