[Space opera + multiple heroines + territory + science fiction + long live the sun]
"You have applied for long-term cryo-dormancy. Until the technology is developed to completely cure your disease, freezing will continue. However, we cannot guarantee the specific recovery time. Finally, I would like to confirm again, do you agree to this long-term cryo-dormancy?"
Well, there are no regrets now. Since he has lived for so long with an incurable disease that cannot be cured even with the advanced technology of the 21st century, he is living a good life. I am not dissatisfied with my life.
I answered calmly:
"Agreed."
Just think of it as a long nap. Or would it be nice to think of it as a peaceful death?
I slowly closed my eyes.
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"Primitive man wakes up!"
"Ah, this is the Imperial Research Institute. Don't worry, your incurable disease has been cured. This time it almost caused a disaster."
"You've been frozen for at least thousands of years. Well, a long, long time has passed."
Ah, freezing, yes, I was frozen.
So, am I unfrozen now?
But thousands of years?
Suddenly, I remembered the words of the doctor when I was frozen:
"However, we cannot guarantee a specific recovery time."
Wait, Mr. Doctor, you never said it would be thousands of years!
What about primitive people... No, I became a primitive person? What does this mean?
