Chapter 1347

Beep—...

Beep—...

In the soundless void of space, he remained at his post, as if the space station would forever turn; Xuan Haicheng let out a quiet sigh, gazing at the few corpses drifting inside the cabin, and silently saluted.

Red flags were stuck on the not‑far control panel, every button pressed, as if hinting at former despair.

The removed spacesuit floated in the small space station, its pressurised part torn, a tiny water droplet spinning and drifting.

It can be seen that before death, these people had tried to cut open their spacesuits to obtain water from inside.

They're all pitiful...

Looking at the dry corpses before him, Xuan Haicheng, like a clump of plasma, tried to grab their bodies and hold them together so these poor souls could rest. But unfortunately, his hand passed through them like air, with no obstruction.

Deng Xiang!? Can you link to the robotic arm?

It's too miserable for them to be floating here; after all, they're still our people.

Try to control something, I can't manage it...

Shouting at the monitor panel, Xuan Haicheng helplessly glanced at his own hand; he still wasn't used to his current form.

The dry corpses floating before him were all astronauts from the space station, from various countries, but most were Hua Guo nationals.

After all, this is the Hua Guo Space Station.

The bodies were desiccated and severely dehydrated; two of them were likely Soviet astronauts, their sturdy frames reduced to mere stalks.

It's hard to imagine how desperate those forgotten in space must have been, after the Apocalypse broke out and Earth could no longer resupply them.

In a daze, Xuan Haicheng seemed to see, during those few months after the Apocalypse erupted, how these people repeatedly tried to contact the ground and their own country, but all they got was the sound of current with no reply.

Of course, perhaps there were also the zombies' roars...

Zzz—

On the control panel, Deng Xiang's image appeared.

He likewise looked helplessly at Xuan Haicheng and shrugged his shoulders.

Uncle Cheng, there's no robotic arm inside the station—if there is one, it's outside.

Or I could open the cargo hatch and suck them out?

Both lacked physical form—one was electronic, the other a wave state; facing a situation that could be fixed with a wave of the hand, they actually had no solution.

Listening to Deng Xiang's opinion, Xuan Haicheng opened his mouth, but ultimately just shook his head.

He was still rather traditional; although he had become something less traditional, in his view he still felt that resting in earth was better.

Sucking them out would mean they'd float forever in space, wouldn't it?

Just imagining that scene is terrifying...

Let's wait until someone comes back to talk about it; Chu An didn't say we should look for data on the station, did he?

How about it, did you find it?

Drifting like a ghost, Xuan Haicheng curiously gazed at the station's interior.

He and Deng Xiang had put in considerable effort to get inside.

It wasn't that they couldn't penetrate the station's hull, but the landing point of the rocket that brought them up was too far from the station.

That was yesterday; he only then took advantage of the station's rotation to drift over when it was beneath the satellite.

Days in space are very boring.

He didn't know why Chu An had summoned him up; perhaps just to keep Deng Xiang company so he wouldn't be too lonely? It didn't matter, anyway, since his and Xuan Ziyi's lives were in that man's hands, he could only obey.

Uncle Cheng, it can't be cracked that quickly.

The electronic codes up here have already been automatically updated several rounds; the ground codes have long been invalid.

I stare at so many satellites every day, my brain can't keep up.

Inside the electronic screen, Deng Xiang sighed with a wretched expression.

Heaven knows how many screens he has to watch each day to monitor the globe; fortunately Chu An didn't push him too hard, and recently only had him focus on the Huaxia War Zone.

Otherwise, even if he were electronic, he couldn't endure this intensity of surveillance.

As if thinking of something, he suddenly broke into a gossipy tone and called out to Xuan Haicheng:

Hey, Uncle Cheng.

Guess what I saw earlier? It's absolutely earth‑shattering gossip!

Drifting about in the station, Xuan Haicheng promptly went along and asked:

What is it?

Has Japan fallen?

Hearing Lao Xuan instinctively feel that this was the gossip he most wanted to hear, Deng Xiang couldn't help but speechlessly twitch the corner of his mouth.

Not...

The East Ying war zone is still quite tenacious; I think they're preparing to dig underground. I don't know if they will sink their own island.

But from their appearance, they seem to have the intention to cross the sea! Most likely they want to come over to our side!

Hey, no, that's not what I wanted to say!

After realizing he had been led astray by Xuan Haicheng, Deng Xiang, as if he couldn't hold back, whispered mysteriously:

Let me tell you, among the documents I saw, there is a shocking piece of gossip!

The North American war zone — no, the space station built by Europe and America — has already broken down! I estimate it will fall into the atmosphere by mid‑this year.

Their astronauts haven't been up there for several years already! It's all an act!

Holy shit! Real or fake!? Could it be that they have Zombie breaking out in there!?

Instinctively, Xuan Haicheng jumped in shock, his eyes full of bewilderment.

Uncle Cheng, what did you hear? No Zombie! I'm saying their space station has already broken down!

I didn't believe it at first, but that day Colonel Chu didn't send up a lot of stuff, did he? When I installed the satellite, I really saw a spinning space station!

My goodness, that space station spins like a top! It's long been broken!

Like a chatterbox, Deng Xiang, accustomed to chatting to relieve stress, spoke with animated brows and eyes full of feeling.

Just listening to Deng Xiang's gossip, Xuan Haicheng suddenly fell a bit silent.

Chu An had them bring it up, as if to complete some task. He didn't care about anything else; he just wanted to know when he could go down to see his daughter.

Even if the space station crashes, at least it can land on the ground.

And him?

Noticing Xuan Haicheng's suddenly low mood, Deng Xiang's heart lurched; he realized he had inadvertently touched on something painful for the other.

As if to change the subject, he hurriedly coughed twice:

Oh dear, Old Cheng, you'll definitely be able to go down!

We're staying up here, isn't that also to protect your daughter? You forgot how those Fourth Stage Alien Species came down and attacked!

I'm telling you! By watching from above, we can gain an extra bit of information, making those below that much safer!

You have no idea—when I watched Lord Lin An's battle that day, I was nearly scared to death!

Do you know how formidable those four monsters are? They're practically humanoid nukes! If they ever reached Long An, who knows how many would die!

But Lord Lin An is even more formidable! With one sword he split open Looking-Forward River City!

As he spoke, Deng Xiang suddenly became excited, as if the scene from a few days ago were still vivid before his eyes.

As the only person in all humanity—aside from Zhang Yong, no, actually the only one—who truly witnessed a proper battle, he was simply as shocked as could be!

That sword strike could be seen even from space!

Listening to Deng Xiang's vivid description of that scene, Xuan Haicheng, while hearing it, felt both tense and longing at once.

Lord Lin An, he's indeed incredibly strong...

Without him, I truly don't know who could stop those monsters.

As if worrying about his daughter, Xuan Haicheng couldn't help but glance at the Earth outside the porthole:

But, Deng Xiao Di, you say will those Alien Species come again?

I heard, has Ziyue also joined the battle?

Anxious and uneasy.

As a father, in Xuan Haicheng's eyes, no matter what the Red Clad becomes, he always worries about their safety, even if he cannot even protect himself.

Alien Species?

They probably won't come, right?

Lord Lin An is already Fourth Stage! One versus four! Those monsters must have been scared silly!

But I just seemed to see an abnormality in the direction of the capital, feeling as if struck by lightning...

Frowning slightly, Deng Xiang muttered while recalling the scene he had previously reported.

He hadn't actually 'seen' the interior of the capital, for there was still a fog shielding detection there. But the thunderstorms gathered in the atmosphere, he could see them crystal clear.

As if thinking of something, he instinctively pulled his view onto a satellite and, without thinking, looked toward the capital again.

But this time, he was surprised to discover that the fog that had always shrouded the capital had vanished at some point.

This is...

In the maximally enlarged image, a sudden unease flashed through Deng Xiang's mind.

The next second, before he could try to enlarge it further, twenty massive white sonic-boom clouds suddenly burst open above the capital.

Seen with the underground city's airspace as the core, like an axle, the vaporized airflow generated by high-speed flight resembled thirty swords, shooting rapidly in all directions.

His face instantly turned pale; within the electronic screen, Deng Xiang's pupils suddenly contracted, and an indescribable fear immediately flooded his mind.

Straining to enlarge the image, the final picture the satellite showed was, shockingly, Alien Species moving at over twenty-eight times Mach, in groups of three, heading toward all the major war zones around the globe.