The light band of the M87 Nebula flickers overhead, and the cheering Interstellar Corps are also preparing for a grand party and holiday to showcase this great feat they have explored.
At the banquet, some people play music, some cheer, and some sing.
Xue Dili smiled briefly; he had no plans to join this banquet. After having a drink with a member he seemed to have met before, he quietly left this place that didn't belong to him.
Similarly, he gained a lot of information, whether it's about those Subspace Evil Gods or about the Apostles, he had countless thoughts.
And, about the establishment of that academy...
...
"Hey brother, want to be a shareholder? Want to be above others? Here's an excellent project, do you want to invest?" A person wearing only gold underwear, with a smiley mask on his face, said to his buddy beside him.
"What project? I've been tricked too many times, you better not think about getting even a penny from me." The other replied.
