Time is the most magical magician, it always turns all sorts of unacceptable matters into the daily norm.
Only when people look back do they realize that many things had completely changed, finding themselves unknowingly adapted to the new era, embracing a whole new version of themselves they never dared to imagine before...
"The war with the Sea Devils has entered its third year, and our country has secured victories on all fronts. The incidence of invasion-related deaths has dropped by 30% this year..."
Having just exited the drop pod, a somewhat matured Lu Ping'an seemed to hear some good news.
Sea Devils is the common name given by ordinary people to those from the exotic realms of the Sea Tribe, and this initial defense war of the plane was thus named.
"Meow? A reduction of thirty percent? Wasn't it the Great Counteroffensive this time last year? We were the attackers then, so naturally, there were fewer losses in the rear, meow."
