The footage in the video is clearly taken by Atocha during his lifetime.
Lyle unceremoniously claimed the achievement as his own: "Based on my observations and calculations, it can be basically determined that this is a man-made object."
When the dark, glowing object entered Proxima Centauri, the crowd let out another soft gasp.
"Lord Lyle, what happened to our main star?!" Several shrill voices rang out from below the stage.
Upon seeing the colors of the clothes worn by those asking questions, Lyle's three pairs of visual organs revealed a subtle hint of disdain.
"In the past few days, I have calculated a large amount of data about the host star."
"After comparison, I found that this man-made object seems to be rapidly absorbing the energy of the host star."
At this point, a hint of fear appeared in Lyle's eyes, and fine goosebumps appeared on the top of his skin.
"Our host star is aging at an unprecedented rate."
The hall was completely silent.
Every Proxima Centauri inhabitant's "face" revealed some degree of fear.
"A stroke of luck amidst misfortune."
"Our host star is a red dwarf."
"It will not undergo red giant expansion, nor will it produce a horrific disaster like a helium flash."
"It will slowly fade away, turning into a black dwarf star that no longer emits light or heat."
“This process would normally take trillions of years to complete, but now it will only take about 100 to 200 years.”
The hall, which had been filled with slight murmurs, fell silent once again.
One hundred to two hundred years...
It's important to know that the average lifespan of a normal Proxima Centauri inhabitant is around five hundred years.
One hundred to two hundred years is too short for everyone present!
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