Chapter 915
Subsequently, the IPC's internal plans underwent a series of adjustments.
Seeing Herta fall into deep thought, Asta's thoughts also drifted, and one piece of news after another in the galaxy was strung together.
The "Family" is inviting guests from all over to attend the "Charmony Festival"... Who will the IPC send...
Just then, Herta made two "hmm" sounds, pulling Asta's thoughts back.
Just as Asta thought she would hear some profound theory, she saw a hint of a smile on Herta's lips:
"Next time you see Bai Xuan, tell him his Asta likes fast pacing and ups and downs. How about that?"
Do you know your character is breaking...
Seeing Asta's strange expression, Herta waved her hand: "Just kidding, just kidding."
Subsequently, Herta said slowly:
"I am very interested in 'Thaumaturgy Theory' now—the Foundation used a large number of thaumaturgic arrays to build 'The Black Hole Furnace'."
"If we have the help of thaumaturgy, can we bypass many technical difficulties, and after achieving our goal, turn around and perform dimensional reduction strikes?"
As she spoke, Herta nodded: "I think this is feasible."
"I suddenly have an idea. Let's stop talking for now." As soon as she finished speaking, the Herta puppet's gaze returned to dullness, standing blankly in place.
……
Jarilo-VI.
The impact of the "Eternal Freeze" has completely ended, and it seems this will also be the last suffering for this planet.
—With the Foundation setting up an interstellar base here, forces that don't want the Foundation to kindly visit and inquire about their well-being will likely honestly withdraw their gaze and give up on some ideas.
The people of Belobog have finally adapted to a brand-new life, without worrying about food shortages, without fearing the erosion of the Fragmentum, and even less afraid of their relatives serving in the Silvermane Guards dying in battle.
In the current Belobog, the bustling construction has only just fully unfolded.
With the completion of various land planning and the putting into use of various machinery and equipment, the people of Belobog realized for the first time that there are so many jobs to be done in this world.
Of course, what greeted them was not only self-selected jobs that could be queued for a hundred years, but also free hot meals provided at construction sites, work uniforms customized specifically for workers, and education subsidies for every household.
For the people of the Underworld who could only struggle in increasingly dilapidated and dangerous underground towns in previous years, calculating everything, yet still lacking food and clothing, this is an affluent life they could not imagine.
Even in the eyes of the Overworlders, the hard and tiring physical labor is both easy and safe compared to mining in mines that are at risk of collapse at any time and where one might encounter monsters.
According to Dr. Bright, once a piece of equipment called STC arrives, the Supreme Guardian of Jarilo-VI will have to start worrying about the problem of a severe shortage of manpower.
"Creation Engines" as large as mountains are pushing down the ruins of the previous epoch's cities, reinforced concrete buildings are collapsing with a roar, and rusty steel structures are being bent.
A worker whistled and waved the flag in his hand to make a strange gesture representing "pass."
—That flag language was only designed yesterday, and he hadn't fully memorized it today, and was just confirming it with his fellow workers.
Engineering vehicles entered the field one after another, starting to clear construction waste and recycle steel.
Bronya and Seele shuttled through various construction sites, inspecting the situation on the ground, humbly asking workers at various posts for advice, and listening to their complaints and suggestions.
"I always feel that the entire Jarilo-VI, from top to bottom, is a super-sized amateur troupe."
Standing on a cliff, Bronya looked into the distance, watching the Foundation's light screen slowly fade away, feeling emotional.
Seele immediately pricked up her ears, her heartbeat accelerating involuntarily.
Could it be... Bronya finally realized that she is not suitable for learning various professional knowledge and intends to hand over some familiar things for her to do?
For example, maintaining public order?
Just as she was faintly looking forward to it, she saw Bronya turn around and look at her.
She sighed:
"Don't think about it, Seele. Your homework remains the same."
Seele was still stretching her ears to listen a second ago, but suddenly heard such bad news, and her expression stiffened immediately.
Before Seele could speak, Bronya continued:
"To this day, I still don't think I am a competent Supreme Guardian."
"—There are still many things I don't know, and many problems I can't figure out."
"Even when making decisions and planning the future of Belobog, I can only let the ministers make plans, then discuss with them, raise my own questions, and after making everything clear, make a decision."
"As for the ministers, I can also feel their haste and anxiety. The world is changing too fast, and the things they are doing are not the ones they were familiar with in the past seven hundred years."
"As for the workers..." Bronya paused and shook her head, "They just roughly understood how to use and operate those machines and threw themselves into construction."
"Time will not wait for you to be ready before flowing, and things will not wait for you to be fully prepared before happening, Seele."
Bronya's expression was a bit tired, but there was a faint smile on her lips.
Seele frowned upon hearing this, her blue eyes reflecting the other's entire figure:
"Are you too tired lately?"
"No, just feeling emotional." Bronya turned around and looked into the distance again.
The Foundation's light screen completely faded, replaced by the afterglow of the sunset.
"Even for the Foundation, which is like a god, when the doomsday came, they didn't have a perfect plan. They could only do their best, listen to fate, and leave everything to the future."
"As for Alice, she was also hurriedly pushed into the position of a savior and eventually restarted the universe."
"However, even in the doomsday, the people of that world did not give up on themselves, but used everything they could use to strive for survival."
Bronya lowered her head and looked at the construction site under the cliff.
The warm spring breeze, carrying the scent of soil and plants, blew from afar, and the sunset reddened the place where the sky met the mountains.
The whistle for the end of the shift and the bell for dinner rang one after another. The steel giants and vehicles left one after another and stopped at designated places.
People wearing work clothes of various colors were noisy, talking, and imagining, then converged into a stream of people, heading to the place where the food was fragrant.
Seele also took a few steps forward, standing side by side with Bronya, looking at the scene full of vitality and life not far away.
Such a scene was something she had never seen in the Great Mine, and the reason was not hard to guess.
"Okay, I understand."
Starting today, go look at those headache-inducing textbooks...
However, if anyone can restart the universe, let her next life do some work that doesn't require excessive brainpower...
She doesn't think that she, after the return of Poincaré 153, will be able to turn into a good child who likes to study.
……
The "Luo Fu" Xianzhou, Alchemy Commission.
Welt Yang was a bit numb.
No other reason, he just read a comment that made him care too much.
It also awakened the terrible memory deep in his mind of a certain man with long golden hair.
"I once believed—once a person's soul is scattered, they cannot be resurrected. The world allows consciousness to match a new container, but does not allow the container to collect scattered consciousness. The Foundation gave me a new answer: to save someone, there is no need to create a new future in the past, just personally open the next world."
He sincerely hoped that this was a prank played by some bastard who was kicked off the train halfway.
And not that he, while traveling through time, shifted toward an earlier timeline and encountered someone who should have been dead beyond dead.
But... as the Foundation's screen faded, this matter could only be left unsettled.
The group waited for a while longer, and seeing no sign of Fu Xuan leading the army back to the formation, they decided to scout around to understand the current situation.
As for the target, it was the Cloud Knights who had previously received treatment.
Coincidentally, one was standing guard nearby.
Seeing Bai Xuan and the others approaching, the Cloud Knight clasped his fists in salute:
"Thank you all for your rescue. This battle is dangerous, please be careful."
Welt Yang nodded in acknowledgment and then asked: "How is the battle?"
The Cloud Knight thought for a moment and said:
"Following the Diviner's military order, we captured this place a few hours ago."
"Only later did we learn that our opponents were the 'Disciples of Sanctus Medicus,' who worship the 'Abundance'."
"Everything went smoothly at first. Neither the fanatics of the 'Disciples of Sanctus Medicus' nor the beasts they drove were our match."
"But not long after, the brothers and sisters in the ranks suddenly started hacking and killing regardless of friend or foe..."
March 7th: "It's 'Mara-Struck'..."
"Hateful!" The tragic scene of brothers killing each other and comrades turning against each other appeared before his eyes again, and the Cloud Knight cursed bitterly.
"What kind of evil magic did the 'Disciples of Sanctus Medicus' use!"
Realizing he was a bit out of control and too emotional, he took a few deep breaths before continuing to explain:
"Xianzhou people most avoid showing 'Mara-Struck' in front of others, because it means giving up being human and losing to the 'monstrosity' buried in the long-life bloodline..."
"It also violates the teachings of the Reignbow Arbiter."
"What the 'Disciples of Sanctus Medicus' did is the despicable act that every member of the Alliance hates the most!" ===== CHAPTER 917 =====
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