Centered around this post, gradually, an optimistic mindset emerged in people's hearts.
This atmosphere was subtle, yet truly existed.
"So next we can set a huge goal, 'No damage from the Epoch Disaster!'"
"And even a bigger goal, 'Face the Epoch Disaster and refine it instantly!'"
People carefully made joking posts, maintaining a bit of self-esteem derived from humanity.
This couldn't even be considered a joke, but rather... mutual encouragement.
Humans were indeed a species prone to forgetfulness, only repeated journeys could maintain this mindset.
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At three o'clock in the morning, many people had fallen asleep, content and at peace, not because they had given up, but... they had come to an understanding.
They had grasped the significance of great goals and genuinely felt the value of travel.
Returning to the mother civilization was indeed just a tiny dream, not the destination.