A few minutes later, the stumps that were moved into the fortifications were moved out again.
Chen Jian wiped his muddy hands clean on Shen Yue's clothes, took a deep breath, and said:
"I really didn't expect it to have been so many years... Based on the corrosion of the equipment I originally saw, I estimated it to be only about 200 years."
"But clearly, I was wrong in my estimation."
"But thinking about it, no matter how fast proliferation is, 20 years per generation is almost the limit."
"With only ten generations, civilization wouldn't have declined to this extent."
"Another hundred years makes it much more reasonable."
"After surpassing the tenth generation threshold, many things have fundamentally changed."
"Indeed."
Shen Yue nodded in agreement and then said:
"However, this means that our earlier judgments about this world might need to be reconsidered."
