After nineteen days of rest, the Prince came online again, re-entering the position of chief commander.
The blow of over ten million deaths had not been completely wiped out for him. After work, he still had to receive psychological interventions, but these were not excuses to escape, because he knew that in the future, he might face casualty figures of one billion, ten billion, or even fifty billion.
The apocalypse had truly arrived as expected; the only difference was that in the future that could have been, his mentor had already passed away at this point in time, but now he was still alive, and because of this, there was a spark of hope in the Prince's heart.
He believed that the torchbearer of human civilization could lead Earth out of this catastrophe's twilight and into a new dawn.
