"Forty years after the 'Sakura' appeared..."
The last lunar probe had not changed the essence of the world. The popularity of the Sakura did not change due to the Moon landing; it merely attracted a small group of astronomy enthusiasts who settled in East Sea City, which was already a decent achievement.
The phenomenon of East Sea City standing in opposition to the rest of the world had not changed either.
It did not make sense to cause collective shame among humans.
How long could this shame last? A day, two days, a month, or two months? Could collective shame be transformed into motivation? If humans were to change anything because of shame, they would no longer be humans.
Over the years, Zhang Yuan had been quietly leading his team in manned space engineering, his greatest goal being to send astronauts back to the Moon, and even to restart the operations at the Moon Base.
Life had been very tough, or rather, it had never been this tough before.
