"——This world has no boundaries!"
At No. 49 Gamma Street, in the mansion of Xiangqi Club, Mike Gold Cypress Plano was standing on the podium in the conference room, his hands resting on the desk, gazing sharply at the dense crowd below, his eyes sparkling, his deep voice reverberating like muffled thunder in this not-so-large room:
"——Some people always say the benefits of the world have been taken by the elders, that the fertile lands of the new world have all been divided by legends, and we have no future!
Completely wrong!
At the end of the Red Sea is the blue sea, and beyond the blue sea is the sky! This is a dynamic world, where every particle is in eternal motion, a rule rooted in the fundamental operations of the world! Even in human society, separated from those particles by countless dimensions, we cannot escape this rule!
In this world, nothing is truly solidified, and nothing is eternally unchanging! Steam rises, lava flows, stars rotate, and society transforms!
