Chapter 273 is left to you, my successor, my compatriots whom I have never met in my homeland.
Chapter 273 is left to you, my successor, my compatriots whom I have never met in my homeland.
"What is survival? Perhaps for the people of Earth in the past, this question has long been forgotten. But when emergency broadcasts spread throughout the Milky Way, and when red symbols symbolizing danger spread like a virus across all human territories, people remember for the first time that Earth's civilization is still struggling to survive, stumbling and staggering toward an unpredictable future."
"Scientists have devoted everything to solving the crisis that lay before them, but it wasn't until only individual civilizations survived that we realized—the destruction facing Earth was the gentlest of crises."
"You were born before the Golden Age, Alice. Imagine, would you choose war or a viral crisis? But the reality is we have no choice. Other civilizations in the interstellar space have suddenly become incommunicable, killing creatures. They have grown horrific limbs and secrete foul-smelling, corrosive acid. But the most terrifying thing is that they can still control the machines of their civilization. They still have their own thoughts, but they are trapped in bodies that do not belong to them."
"And Earth was dragged into a terrible war with no winners and no prisoners. I have seen mutated alien intelligent life devour humans, only to die because they did not use them as a food source. I have seen alien mothers use their offspring as bombs while in a daze, yet they continue to utter sorrowful sobs."
"And all of this has nothing to do with them or with us, Alice. If that's all there is to it, Earth can bear it, humanity can bear it. When the fleet is fighting in the stars, we can eliminate enemies that outnumber us by tens of thousands."
"But when the starry sky turns to nothingness, when galaxies fall one after another and are erased, leaving nothing behind, not even space itself, and when even battle loses its meaning, how should we cope?"
"Our stargate network, which connects half of the Milky Way, is constantly going out and dimming. We used to rely on stargates to travel through the galaxy. These were once our proud interstellar highways, miracles in the galaxy."
"Humans on Earth can proudly proclaim that they perished in the war, but other races. They were manipulated, simply used as weapons, and every alien would beg humans to kill them before they died."
"I don't know if ten thousand years would have any meaning for that being, but Alice, our successor, our successor who will continue to exist, our time is running out."
"Here, I, Raffarin Low, Rear Admiral of the United Nations Space Fleet, bear a destiny on my shoulders. The aftershocks of that ten thousand years ago still threaten Amelansi IV like a malignant tumor. Human civilization on this planet is still in imminent danger. If the planet's central hub falls into crisis, then civilization on the surface will hardly be spared."
"But you, Alice, you don't have to suffer what we have to suffer. Go, Alice, find our future, and then come home."
"We haven't seen that blue planet for far too long."
As Alice watched the holographic image disappear, she remembered something. She remembered that she was not originally from this planet, nor was she a native of this time. She was a stranger. Whether from the perspective of time or space, she did not originally belong here.
The feeling grew stronger, her head began to throb, and she involuntarily began to sob.
"Ugh-"
"Alice!"
Vera rushed in and hugged Alice. Looking at Alice's face, which was showing signs of pain, Vera stroked her head with concern. Her soft hair was damp with sweat.
"Your brain has been damaged. Calm down, don't try to force your memories, and clear your mind."
Alice seemed to remember something, so she nodded and took a deep breath.
Alice remembers that before she fell asleep, she was in a war she had created, but what happened after that?
Alice struggled to regain her breathing and asked.
“Your mother, and Raffarin Low, they had to face something. They decided not to wait any longer, but they were afraid of getting you involved. So they built this place, and you have been sleeping ever since.”
"How are they?"
"We've been out of contact for over two months, so we're waking you up."
"Is that so? Alice, will she be your savior?"
"We hope so."
Vera opened her personal terminal and began testing Alice's body; everything was normal.
"But in this world, those who rely on saviors to save themselves always end up with nothing to show for it, don't they?"
Alice pondered, many things came to mind, some of her memories returned, but she still couldn't recall the fact that she was originally a boy.
But her thinking remained unchanged.
"If we want to save the world, let's go and see it, Vera...?"
"!"
Alice patted Vera on the shoulder, walked towards the door, then turned back: "Shall I take Alice to see him, Vera?"
"Okay, okay!"
"Long live amnesia!"
Vera looked at Alice, who seemed to be glowing, and thought to herself that the Alice of the past would never have shown such an expression. After all, she was a boy who had transformed. Back then, she acted like a little adult, but now, she was like a lovely young girl.
Holding Alice's hand, Vera led her outside. The wasteland ring was once covered in radioactive dust, but now it has been cleaned up and planted with flowers and greenery. The huge city consists of multiple automated factories. At the same time, the Starship Shipyard located here is one of the world's largest shipbuilding centers. Since it was put into use in 671, the Starship Shipyard has contributed 42 percent of the world's launched tonnage.
The shipping lanes were busy, with the sounds of cruise ships coming from time to time. Alice and Vera walked hand in hand along the seaside road. There were few pedestrians and no visible defensive structures along the embankment, but Alice still spotted a military facility to her right.
After all, she still remembered a weapon called the S-300 anti-aircraft missile, with its round, barrel-shaped launch tubes placed on the shore, wearing a gray GEN3 tactical frog suit and a black AVS vest, with a Barak hat or an Ops-Core FAST Maritime Super High Cut tactical helmet on her head.
This is the insignia of the Star City Guard. The gray flame-retardant combat uniforms are suitable for urban terrain, while the X27 stun guns hanging on their waists represent their dual role as police officers.
Their weapons range from M870 MCS to AK-105, and of course, the S-300 next to them is also under their jurisdiction.
However, Alice saw a battered and teetering "Kingdom"-class ship slowly approaching the port.
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