Chapter 55

"I understand."

Did Did Qingque nodded, her expression neither happy nor sad.

There was only one thought in her mind: whether she would be fighting the scum from the Upper District or the Fragmentum creatures later, she had to take at least one more down with her.

However, just at this moment.

Several figures appeared from the passage connecting the Upper and Lower Districts.

"Bronya?"

Cocolia let out a sigh of relief.

"Mother, please do not order an attack. Belobog can still be saved!" Bronya said urgently.

"Bronya, this is no playground for children. I will protect your safety!" Cocolia’s tone was stern.

Bronya did not step back. While signaling Gepard to prepare to release the pills, she spoke to everyone in her youthful voice.

"The gods! The gods have come to save us!"

"They have brought sufficient food, warm clothing, mountains of energy, and weapons from beyond the sky to strike back against the monsters!"

"Belobog still has a tomorrow!"

Once these words were spoken, everyone was silent at first, followed by skepticism.

The gods?

Where were there any gods?

It had been seven hundred years; had the Aeon of Preservation ever cast a single glance at them?

"Bronya..."

Just as Cocolia was about to say something, a Silvermane Guard suddenly ran over and shouted in a tone of disbelief.

"Supreme Guardian, the Legion... the Legion and the Fragmentum creatures have started fighting!"

Huh?

In an instant, everyone could not believe it.

The gods...

Had they really come?

49. Supplies sufficient to rebuild civilization? Cocolia’s despair

The Silvermane Guard who had rushed over brought a shocking piece of news.

This news was both surprising and heartening.

The three major disasters currently facing Belobog were the Antimatter Legion, the Fragmentum creatures, and the Eternal Freeze.

The Legion and the Fragmentum fighting each other meant what?

It meant that of the three disasters, two could be reduced at once; they would only need to deal with the Eternal Freeze—that is, keeping warm!

Belobog still had energy reserves, namely, geomarrow.

It was just that the invasions by the Legion and the Fragmentum had made the safe mining areas smaller and smaller, to the point where they could not be maintained under the Eternal Freeze.

This caused the overall living standards of the residents to decline, which further struck at productivity.

The defensive strength naturally became lower and lower.

It could be said that this was a vicious cycle; without external interference, Belobog’s future could only spiral downward, eventually stepping into an bottomless abyss.

That is, extinction.

For countless years, the people of Belobog had prayed to the gods.

But no god had ever cast a glance at them.

Just like that, they had held on until now.

Originally, there should have been no one left who believed in gods.

The Supreme Guardian did not believe, and the ordinary residents did not believe either.

"Soldier, do you know what you are saying?"

Cocolia raised an eyebrow and asked.

"Supreme Guardian, I did not see wrong. The members of our squad have all confirmed it. The Legion is indeed attacking the Fragmentum. The specific reason is not yet clear."

The guard replied.

Before Cocolia could say anything, news also came from where the Lower District residents were gathered.

When this news spread.

The residents of the Lower District also erupted in cheers.

"The Legion is actually fighting the Fragmentum! That old man who went mining with me has no skills at all, but he actually escaped back from the mine!"

"Is that so? But that’s the Legion! Would they be so kind?"

"Are you stupid? What is the Legion for? To destroy everything! So why would they only destroy us? Can’t Fragmentum creatures be objects of destruction? I think it’s very reasonable!"

"What you say makes sense, but... why didn't they fight sooner or later, but chose this time?"

"If I knew that, I would be the Supreme Guardian!"

"Wake up, the Supreme Guardian is never a man. Besides, didn't that little girl just say it? It’s the gods!"

Discussions rose and fell.

As more and more people participated, more and more information was corroborated.

Soon, no one questioned it anymore.

The Legion was truly attacking the Fragmentum!

The only thing that needed to be discussed.

Was why the Legion changed its target.

Could it be...

Was it really because of the gods?

After Bronya heard the guard’s news, her first reaction was the same as most people’s.

She could not believe it.

Then she thought this was a "plant" her mother had hired for her.

But Cocolia’s reaction was not faked at all; clearly, she did not know either.

As for why she used the name of the "gods."

The reason was simple.

For the ordinary public, a god who bestowed supplies was easier to accept than aliens of unknown origin.

Only in this way could the conflict be stopped.

But this conflict seemed to have already paused? Should she still take out the supplies?

Bronya soon made a decision.

She still had to take them out.

And she had to strike while the iron was hot. Regardless of whether the Legion turning its guns was the work of the "gods," this was an opportunity.

An opportunity to integrate the people of the Upper and Lower Districts together to overcome the crisis.

Therefore.

Bronya prepared to continue her plan.

It was hard to imagine an eight-year-old girl thinking so much.

But considering her experiences, as well as her daily studies and talent, it didn't seem strange that she could think this much.

Next.

Gepard swung his shield, or rather his "instrument case," heavily onto the ground, making a dull thud that drew everyone’s attention once again.

And according to the plan discussed on the way, he placed the pills in an open space not yet occupied by the crowd, then shouted.

"Everyone, this is the blessing bestowed upon us by the gods!"

As soon as the words fell.

Supplies the size of a small hill suddenly appeared in the Lower District, making it impossible for anyone to look away.

The almost magical appearance of these supplies made almost everyone present believe a little bit.

There was no way not to believe.

Besides the "gods," who else would be so kind?