Sunlight shines on the golden glass walls, glistening brilliantly.
In front of the square, the ground is paved with white stones, surrounded by lush green trees and blooming flowers.
Inside the jade stone railing, the walls are etched with murals of portraits honoring past achievements of the Galaxy Alliance, as if they are telling the glorious and tearful tales of the past.
In the depths of these beautiful yet mournful scenes, a handsome young man stands tall.
As he stands there, the sunlight seems to lose its brilliance, and the flowers appear to fade in vibrancy.
Didan, Dapu, Saint Garo, and De Kuerde gaze at him as if witnessing the dazzling convergence of billions of stars.
Countless stellar funeral workers in white uniforms feel a sense of reverence, wanting to bow in worship to the man.
Even Zhang Qian, Zhu Ming, and over four thousand surviving super soldiers look at the man, their souls inexplicably trembling gently.
