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Lu Yongchang sighed deeply as he looked at the final statistical results presented in the holographic projection.

"Are there still 80 million new generations who choose to stay here?"

"It's a pity that after we parted, we are two civilizations."

As he said that, a little regret appeared in Lu Yongchang's eyes.

"Zero, you said, how long can they last after we leave?" he murmured to himself.

After a brief wait, Zero gave his own answer.

1000 years.

"Is it only 1,000 years..."

Lu Yongchang lowered his eyes and sighed softly.

"Yes, this is still in an ideal state." Zero quickly gave a series of simulation data.

Lu Yongchang glanced at the holographic projection in front of him.

The calculation process is very rigorous.

Very ideal, too.

After pondering for a while, Lu Yongchang shook his head helplessly and said in a deep voice:

"Zero, start the migration plan!"
Chapter completed!