"Professor Lü, it's nice to see you again."

Ren Feng gave a wry smile and was the first to greet them.

"You, you all..." Lu Yongchang's pupils trembled slightly as he asked in a heavy voice, "What happened?"

Why have you changed so much?

"Is there a problem with the life extension technology?"

The first thing that came to Lü Yongchang's mind was the improved longevity enzyme technology provided by Zhang Zhengqing.

Zhang Zhengqing quickly shook his head: "Professor, there is no problem with the longevity enzyme technology."

"Then you..." Lü Yongchang already had a guess in his mind, "...did the restructuring fail?"

Ren Feng took a deep breath, closed his eyes in pain, and nodded.

"right."

"We failed."

"Currently, the human population of Proxima Centauri is only 1 million."

Lu Yongchang's pupils suddenly contracted. He braced himself against the desk in front of him, straightened up, and asked in horror, "How could this be?!"

"Even if the reform failed, it shouldn't have come to this, right?"

"What exactly happened in these eighty years?!"

One million people!

Lu Yongchang never imagined that the human civilization on Proxima Centauri would have only a mere one million people left!

what does that mean?

This means that this civilization has completely lost its potential for development, and may even be on the verge of extinction!

Faced with Lü Yongchang's question, Ren Feng and Zhang Zhengqing both lowered their heads.

silence.

A long silence.

Lu Yongchang did not urge them, but simply sat in his chair and waited quietly for their reply.