Chapter 437: How Many Have Returned?

But she knew she liked him, wanted to study and work with him, and do many things together, but never expected to be coldly rejected by him and warned with furrowed brows to never speak to him like that again.

At the time she was somewhat angry, recklessly calling him a frog in a well, trapped forever in this inexplicably infighting nation, being a mediocrity; that was regression, the tragedy of human society. But he told her the world was indeed vast, and he wouldn't seal himself off; he would go out, but not in this way.

But had he actually gone out yet?

Yet why were his scientific achievements leading the world?

Now, he didn't even know how many people were watching him, just that because the world's pattern was quietly changing, waging war was not possible, but another form of war was quietly rising.

Like economic wars and cultural invasions.