The two of them just quietly smoked, and a few seconds later, Sang Biao suddenly whispered, "Wasn't it supposed to be a year? Now there's only three months and twenty-some days left, and they've already begun moving everyone in the world..."
Luo Beiqiao was at a loss for words for a moment, merely smoking, before Sang Biao continued in a low voice, "Give me a straight answer, are we leaving right away? I still have a place I need to go back to."
Luo Beiqiao still said nothing, and after more than ten seconds, Luo Beiqiao finally said, "As soon as possible."
The news hadn't spread, and there weren't even ten people in total who knew the full plan, and Luo Beiqiao happened to be one of them.
The original timetable did indeed have about four months left. Nearly all of that time would be spent manufacturing superlarge material transport cargo ships, because according to the planned resource needs, they hadn't even completed one-tenth of it.
