"What are you looking at! Lower your head!"
"...Your Majesty is indeed majestic."
"Hahaha, scram."
"Yes."
After sending the Alliance Director away, Chen Yu's expression was ugly.
It seemed that the entire human civilization, when combined, understood the relics less than he did.
He lowered his head and looked at his skin, which was still becoming "transparent" and "nothingness," then Chen Yu closed his eyes, trying to maintain calmness.
'Stay calm.'
'History is predestined.'
'Since the Princess said she had seen me in the future, that means I will not die, nor will I be transparent forever.'
'The current condition of my body is just part of the historical process...'
"..."
'What I should consider now, is what I need to do next.'
'Pretend the changes to my body didn't happen.'
'Do what...'
Time, ticking away second by second.
About two hours into his body gradually turning transparent, he suddenly opened his eyes with a clear mind.
"I know now."
