Chapter 64

Evacuate the residents?

Evacuate where?

There must be monsters outside the city now, and we can't walk in the sky; could it be we have to walk...

"You want to go to the Underworld!"

Serval gritted her teeth, her tone furious.

"You were the ones who chose to abandon the Underworld, and you were the ones who sealed it off; now you tell me to evacuate to the Underworld? Have you considered the feelings of the Underworld residents?"

Gepard sighed and explained, "Sister, we have no choice. After the electromagnetic storm swept through, the impact on the Underworld was less than on the Overworld, and the underground temperature is higher than on the surface; only by evacuating underground can we save as many people as possible!"

Serval said nothing more.

She was not someone who made trouble without reason; she was simply fighting for the people of the Underworld.

But as Gepard said.

Regardless of whether the order to seal off the Underworld years ago was correct, if we want more people to survive now, evacuating downward is indeed the only option.

Only when the people of the Overworld and the Underworld unite can we better face the crisis.

Otherwise, it is just a matter of seeing who gets destroyed first.

But even if we go to the Underworld, will we definitely survive?

Serval didn't know.

Or rather, she probably knew in her heart, but was unwilling to admit it.

"Let's go."

"Gepard, you're right; at this point, dwelling on who is right and who is wrong seems meaningless."

"Better to go crazy one last time before the destruction and take out a few more Fragmentum creatures. It would be better than being swallowed by the Fragmentum and turning into a mere minion."

Gepard breathed a sigh of relief, knowing his sister had been persuaded.

As for Bronya...

She was certainly not a willful person, but before leaving, she felt that while we could leave without anything else, it was best to take the contents of the Black Box.

"Aunt Serval, could this possibly..."

"Miss Bronya, I know what you're thinking, but there's no time; we can't crack it. Even if we are lucky enough to contact an extraterrestrial civilization, they probably won't have time to save us," Serval said, shaking her head.

"Is that so?"

Bronya was somewhat disappointed; she had thought she could help somehow.

In the end, she couldn't change anything.

The only thing she could do was use the "Transmitter" to send one more message.

She didn't expect it to have any effect, but at least let the universe know that on the planet Jarilo, there was once a group of people who resisted until the very end.

"Huh?"

"What does this button do?"

After sending the message, Bronya looked behind the instrument and saw a button that wasn't very conspicuous.

The button wasn't prominent; without careful inspection, one wouldn't notice it.

Because the incident happened suddenly and the Fragmentum creatures arrived too quickly, Serval hadn't noticed it either.

"What button? Let me take a look."

Once her mood had calmed, even at such a critical moment, Serval could still make a joke.

"I hope it's an explosion button; that way I wouldn't have to leave. When those Fragmentum creatures arrive, I'll just press the button and blow them all sky-high! Hahaha!"

Of course, that was just talk.

Serval didn't really hope it was a bomb.

She just wanted to ease the tense atmosphere.

"Let me try."

Gepard stepped forward, shielding his sister and the future Grand Guardian behind him.

As a Guardian of the Silvermane Guards, he possessed considerable Preservation power; if it really was a bomb, no one present would be more resilient than him.

"Be careful," Serval said.

"Mm!"

No more words were exchanged; time had to be seized by the minute and second, with no delay allowed.

So, after confirming the positions of the two women, Gepard suddenly pressed the button and quickly retreated.

But the explosion that might have been expected did not occur.

Just as the group was wondering, they saw the round-table-sized signal transmitter turn into a "pill" Like magic?

What's going on?

Upon closer observation, the "pill" also had a button identical to the one on the transmitter.

So...

Did the transmitter shrink?

Receiving his sister's signal, Gepard pressed the button again.

As expected, after the pill disappeared.

It was replaced by the signal transmitter.

"What kind of alien high-tech is this?"

At this moment.

Whether it was Serval, Bronya, or Gepard, they all felt extremely shocked, and their worldviews were refreshed.

The Black Box, which was thought to be difficult to open and seemingly indestructible, was already an insurmountable peak; this button that could freely enlarge and shrink the device was an even more unimaginable technology.

Completely incomprehensible!

"So..."

"We can take it away?"

Bronya asked in pleasant surprise.

"Wait! Young Lady Bronya, there are still things inside the black box."

Gepard was currently closest to the black box, so he saw the most clearly.

After the launcher shrank, he clearly saw several boxes beneath it.

"Take them out and have a look," Serval said with some excitement.

Her intuition told her there were good things inside.

Gepard readily complied; after shrinking the launcher again, he took out the boxes placed underneath it one by one.

Unlike the black box, these smaller boxes were not too difficult to open.

They were not even locked.

With just a gentle exertion of force, Gepard opened one of them.

Then.

The breathing of all three people involuntarily grew heavy.

Because they saw small "pills" nearly identical to the launcher after it had shrunk, and the entire box was full of them!

"This is..."

"Don't say so much; open one and take a look!"

Serval said excitedly.

However, just as Gepard took one out and was about to press the button, she hastily stopped him.

"Wait a moment; find an open area."

"Hmm? Understood!"

Gepard reacted quickly; then, at maximum speed, he left the Mechanical Workshop and arrived at the open square outside.

The square at this time had long lost its former prosperity.

There was not a single person on the road.

As far as the eye could see, there were only the halted train and luggage that the residents had not had time to take away.

It could be said to be total chaos.

Gepard was not yet thirty years old; of course, he had not experienced that great migration from hundreds of years ago, but in his view, the crisis Belobog was currently facing would be no smaller than before.

And it was also the most dangerous time.

Once they failed to pull through, Belobog would completely turn into history.