Our tasks have always been divided into two parts, one part is to fight against the abyss or the fallen apostles or the end of the world, and the second part is to find ways to deal with the aftermath of various disasters. Rush out to the Abyss or Fallen Apostle or Doomsday...
Like now.
"In other words, after the initial statistics, the total number of navigators and their descendants we can accommodate has reached an exciting... 10%, right?"
Looking up from the table full of reports, I felt my jaw tremble.
Standing in front of the table, the special inspector of the Space-Time Administration had an expression on the verge of tears: "We have tried our best."
Please don't speak in such a tone as if the rescue failed, if you can, please try harder! Otherwise, the one who should be sent for rescue is your boss, me!
After the end of this grand battle, which was so bloodily named "World Liberation War", how to resettle the voyagers and their descendants stranded in this world has become our top priority. The most ideal and most direct situation is of course where Where to go back, let them go back to their hometown, get married, get married, see their wives, see their wives, but the statistics shocked everyone: there are only so few people in the world who can be repatriated in this way!
Most of the voyagers who can be directly repatriated are limited to the "new races" who have entered the universe in the past fifty years. Their first generation is basically still alive and old. The elderly are quite willing to return to their homes, and they also have the conditions to quickly adapt to their hometowns, but these people only account for less than 10% of the population of the universe.
I only now know that the annual population of this world is only a small part of the total population growth, and the vast majority of people here are descendants of the previous surviving voyagers, and they have been stranded in this world Several generations, even dozens of generations, the more extreme example is Biberu's iron ball family (please forgive this concise and clear name), they have stayed in this universe for tens of thousands of years!
And the long years spent in a strange world are enough to shape a race into another form in every aspect.
The vast majority of people in this universe today are native-born newcomers. Their memories of their hometown are limited to word of mouth, which is already close to those things in legends. Perhaps a few old people in some old families will attach great importance to those who have pinned their hopes on them. However, the younger generation may have lost the impression of it for a long time. They don't care whether they can return to their "hometown" that they know nothing about, and they have even adapted to the "cultural environment" of the world's racial integration. —Of course, the exciting life of fighting with the "shepherd" every day is not included.
And relatively speaking, their hometowns have undergone vicissitudes of change over the long years, with successive government changes and cultural exchanges from generation to generation. After comparing the corresponding world modern video samples one by one, it was found that none of them matched.
Therefore, the "new nation" born and raised in this universe can no longer adapt to the customs and culture of their original world. What they have to face after returning home is definitely not the warmth of their hometown, but the dilemma that is almost impossible to survive. You can imagine a nation in What does it look like to return after being isolated from one's own country to another world for hundreds of years-except that the appearance has not changed much, they have almost become two species inside.
A small group of "new nations" with such conditions were sent back to their original world by us experimentally. As a result, within a few days, the proportion of immigrants applying for return reached 100%. They could not live at all in their so-called hometown, where, They felt the same embarrassment as when their ancestors had just sailed into this world, and the recipients of those worlds were also complaining, although they were notified by the Space and Space Administration to express their gratitude to these wanderers who had been lost for thousands of years However, when the two sides met, they still had to regard each other as strange and dangerous aliens: speaking terms that no one could understand, neurotic daily habits, and being ignorant of the city without blackout. Life is at a loss, and they condemn the social practice of "ordinary citizens are not allowed to carry weapons"—after a few days of unbearably depressing life, the experimental repatriates brought back by the Space-Time Administration all looked haggard and said I can't accept the days when people from my hometown watch me like monkeys.
This is still one of the situations. The Space-Time Administration is actively communicating with the governments of various worlds that have been incorporated into the macro world and have established secret diplomacy with the empire. These efforts may be able to slightly relieve some of the immigration pressure of strong adaptability, but there is still a considerable part The voyagers and their descendants couldn't be arranged at all: either their world coordinates could not be found, or their race had simply perished, and what's more, the world they lived in had already been destroyed.
Where should these people who have no home at all go? This is the biggest problem!
"Just let them stay in this world, how about it?"
My sister's gentle voice woke me up from my thoughts, and I raised my head, just as a cup of hot tea was placed in front of me.
"I've thought about it too, but where do you let them live? The celestial body system of this universe is collapsing. After the archives that serve as the world management terminal are closed, the operation of the universe has terminated. Although according to Ding Dong, the space here is a Automated systems, no danger of collapse, but a world without any celestial systems, how does this allow them to survive?"
This is what makes us even more troublesome. Generally speaking, since the people here have already adapted to the unique customs and environment of this world, why not just let them live here? But the situation is far from being so optimistic. This universe is a tomb world artificially created by the ancient Xiling apostles. Its celestial body operation needs to rely on the servo system of the archives to support it. Out of control.
Now Ding Dong is barely slowing down this chaos with his own power, but the longest time left for us will not exceed one month.
To transfer hundreds of billions of people to a new world where they can live within a month, should I consider Pandora's proposal and find a nearby universe to invade...
Just as I was thinking about this dangerous idea, the office chair was suddenly pushed away from the outside, and Vega, who was acting as a guard, reported: "Sir, Fina is here."
"Let her in."
A young girl wearing a simple gray and white è dress walked into the room. Although she still had a mechanical and rigid face, the eyes of the latter seemed to have a hint of light now, which showed that her brain had gradually adapted to the new environment. Body.
The new body of the Apostle Xiling.
Our original plan was to create a super-strong human body for Fina, just like the model for Lilina or Ilya, but the experts in charge of examining the bodies of the leaders of various ethnic groups soon discovered this. The situation of the mechanical nv king is special. Because the "remains" she has been using has left a part of the spiritual obsession of the apostles of Xiling, Fina's own soul has also mutated accordingly. Now she can't adapt to the human life form. So we had to replace her with a brand new Xiling Apostle body, from the beginning to the end, and then transfer the soul as a whole, so as to avoid the future trouble of rejection forever.
Therefore, the current Fina has become the only exception among the leaders of various ethnic groups who failed to restore her human body. She herself does not care about this, and it is said that many people are envious of her exception: now Fina is also considered a member of the Empire, which is a very honorable thing for ordinary races who have just been rescued by the Empire.
"Fina, how are you doing?"
Seeing that the other party was still a little stiff when walking, I couldn't help asking with concern.
"Adapted very well, friend, thank you for your concern," Fina tried to show a smile, but the serious lack of training almost scared me, and she quickly returned to her stern look, "Your attitude It doesn't look too good, my friend."
"It's not about the end of the world." I spread my hands, "You also have the right to view public information links, and you should know what we are worrying about."
Fina blinked, "My friend, that's why I'm here—this is a piece of data compiled by the Rebel Army, and what those friends asked me to give you."
I took a look at the information screen handed over by Fina: "What does this mean?"
"The rebel organization was officially disbanded at noon yesterday. Afterwards, the various forces formed by all the navigators and their descendants held a 24-hour emergency meeting, and finally reached a consensus. All forces decided to voluntarily give up all their independent sovereignty and unite Incorporated into the 'Pan Galactic Civilization Community'... ”
Accompanied by Fina's words, my eyes slowly swept across the information screen.
It was a declaration jointly declared by leaders of all forces, facing all intelligent creatures in this universe:
"...From today, Gotak Freedom Kingdom, Roland Gale Consortium, Holy Empire, Violet Federation... Anduar United States announced its disintegration, all forces voluntarily renounced their sovereignty, the 'Pan-Galaxy Civilization Community' is now established, and all intelligent life in this universe will No longer have the old nationality, but all become a member of the 'Community'...
…Members of all ethnic groups in the community can voluntarily choose to return to their home world, or they can voluntarily choose to stay, but no matter where you are in the future, the community will always welcome you and your descendants...
…Due to the previously announced reasons, most of us are now unable to return to our hometowns, and the community will be a civilization in exile. Our only choice is to make our homes all over the world…”
After reading the text on the information screen at a glance, I raised my eyes and looked at Fina's clear eyes: "Sandora has contacted you, right?"
"Yes, according to the suggestions of Her Majesty Sandora and the two Grand Consuls of the New Eden Federation, we have decided to become an imperial family similar to the New Eden Federation. After the World Liberation War, the population of this universe has dropped sharply. Now the entire The population of the Pan-Galactic Civilization Community is about 100 billion. After excluding the population who can return to their hometown, we still have a population of 90 billion. These people need at least a dozen colonial stars to resettle. Now we are homeless After all, I can only pin my hopes on you."
Fina's very frank statement made me smile wryly, but in the end, it really turned out like this.
"Okay, then listen to my arrangement."
Pushing away the report on the table, I finally made up my mind.
"Just as you know, the celestial body system that has been deliberately modified in this world is about to collapse, and soon all planets will be reshuffled, and the gravitational force will be equalized, and the matter in this universe will gradually concentrate in the core area from now on. Turn into a uniform dispersion until it returns to the normal universe. During this process, you will undoubtedly lose the possibility of surviving on a peaceful and peaceful land. Our original plan was to use this world as an armory to park the Death Star fleet And other star warships on standby, those floating planets don't have much impact on our planetary fortress... "
The Voyagers and their descendants are already homeless, that is to say, they can also make their homes all over the world at any time. Now my decision is to let them live on the Death Star fleet and other planetary fortresses!
In peacetime, how the Death Star fleet should be on standby is also a question I am considering. The psionic Death Star is the ultimate weapon, which means that its chances of going to the battlefield are absolutely pitiful. It must be able to go out for a few days. In this way, the super big man can only stand by for most of the time, and the trouble is that the thing cannot be completely shut down at all. At the lowest power, it also produces quite a lot of energy every second. As for the energy consumption of a sun, everyone knows that I am a living person, facing such a huge cost, a certain head of state is deeply distressed.
So it would be best to let it benefit the common people when it is idle. Anyway, it is glowing and glowing, and there have been precedents of temporarily using planetary fortresses as colonial stars and agricultural bases. I have been thinking about this: in normal times , Can the Death Star fleet really become a vibrant star system
"I can let you live on the star warships of the empire. Due to a bit ōu military expansion, those giant spaceships have accumulated a lot in the empire's arsenal, but most of the conventional wars have no chance of them appearing. I can learn from it Choose 20 planetary fortresses that have been damaged in wars or have outdated technology and give them to you. These fortresses may not have many chances to go to the battlefield again. It is better to make them your new home. Then, the Pan-Galactic Civilization Community People of all races can survive in this world that is about to run amok, but there will be two problems: First, even if the semi-decommissioned star warships you live in will not go into battle again, the Death Star Fortress may go out at any time Yes, at that time, many of your customs and habits may become weird, such as watching your own sun suddenly disappear, and then go home and turn on the TV to watch the starship’s gravitational correction system and artificial sky. I found that the sky above my head was suddenly dark, and a huge word "lding" appeared on it. The second point, and the more important point, is that you will become the family members of the empire from now on, but to put it bluntly, you are just vassals. You have paid so much Peace and freedom come at a price, but after joining the empire, you have to face war at any time."
"Friend," Fina suddenly twitched the corners of her mouth slightly, "Actually, Her Majesty Sandora told me that you would definitely say these words.
We have considered everything clearly, including the obligations we have to bear after becoming a vassal of the empire. I think overall, such a choice is favorable. The world is about to be destroyed, and most of us are already homeless. We simply cannot live independently outside of the shelter of your country. The current situation does not give us any choice at all. Moreover, the so-called peace and freedom are things that must be paid for. Since your empire can give our people peace life, then as an exchange, fighting for you is not an uncomfortable thing. The two grand consuls of the New Eden Federation even mentioned the great cause of the empire. Only then did we know that you are constantly fighting to save the world and eliminate some very dangerous demon power. Such a great cause, if If we can participate, it might be an honor—at least it’s better than gradually weakening in the endless internal friction, and from a personal emotional point of view, I think it’s the right choice to be by your side, you are excellent, powerful, Possessing the highest authority, but still upright, you are a wise monarch, worthy of our following. "
I listened dumbfoundedly, and then quickly took out a recorder: "Fina, please say it again, I will record it and listen to it twice before going to bed at night. This will help blood circulation!"
Fina: "..."
Today is the seventh day of the establishment of the Pan-Galactic Civilization Community. The Death Star Fleet and two other temporary artificial star systems (simple star manufacturing technology, with the assistance of psionic death stars, this nuclear fusion reactor has been mass-produced a little There is no difficulty) has been integrated at the edge of the big nebula. The only 100 billion people in the universe are landing on these man-made celestial bodies one after another. A city for emergency colonization has been initially established on it, and the infrastructure is readily available. It is worth mentioning Surprisingly, these are technologies from the New Eden Federation.
In the words of a naughty female priest, it is the only technological field in the New Eden Federation that surpasses the Xiling Empire: Escape Technology.
"People who have lost their hometown forever, I hope they can regard these weapons of war as their second home and make this place full of vitality."
Looking at the busy transport fleet in space, I suddenly had a feeling.
A certain natural black next to him immediately muttered: "Don't sigh for them, at least it's better than death."
"From today onwards, we are a race parasitic on imperial weapons."
A somewhat self-deprecating voice came from the ear, followed the reputation, a blond young man in a luxurious military uniform was holding a girl's arm, watching the scene in space with a complicated expression.
These two have only recently been known to us, and before that, their images have always been bright sparks jumping on the projector, and you must have thought of them, they are the leaders of the former resistance.
Anduin, the king of the Holy Kingdom, and his wife Betsy, ten days ago, the two of them were energy creatures united into one, but now this distressed couple has gained a new life.
"This is only temporary. We are selecting suitable planets from other worlds, and we are also creating some stable planets, and seize the time to create more efficient artificial stars. By then, part of your population will be able to live on normal planets. Same as on ordinary colonial planets, of course, the scene in the sky may be a bit exciting, it is said that it takes tens of thousands of years for the celestial bodies to pass... "
"Actually, it doesn't matter what kind of planet you live on, does it? It's also under the absolute protection of the empire."
"That's true," I shrugged, "how should I put it... I have always admired you, and people who fight for freedom and anger are always admirable, so now I feel a little bit guilty of depriving you of your freedom. It is said that the community Some people inside really feel awkward because of this.”
The gentle, blond young man smiled at me, "Your Majesty, please don't misunderstand me, I'm just laughing at our current dramatic situation, and I'm not dissatisfied with your arrangement, and just as the archbishop said , this is at least a situation that is better than death. In this world, everyone knows that freedom and peace need to pay a price. Compared with those warriors who died in battle, the price paid by those of us who enjoy the fruits of victory can be ignored Forget it."
The girl beside him also smiled at us shyly: "When I woke up, I heard that the intelligent races in the whole universe voluntarily surrendered to the rule of the empire. At that time, I thought the end of the world had finally come, but Ann Duin told me, on the contrary, the end of the world has just ended, and you are helping us anyway, as for the guilt of depriving others of their liberty...”
Speaking of this, the young girl burst out laughing suddenly: "I never thought that such an exaggerated head of state would have such a headache, saving the world and worrying that the rescue would not be in place..."
"Betsy!" Anduin quickly tugged on his partner, and smiled awkwardly at me, "She's always been like this."
"It's okay, I'm used to it," I scratched my hair, "I'm just a good old man who is not at ease when I'm a savior, if you don't mind Sandora's way of doing things is really beyond my expectations, to be honest, I have been taking such responsibility What a burden, my pear is huge."
A voice sounded behind him immediately: "It's beyond my expectation that you can rest assured that such a vulgar race like us will live on your star warship."
"Roland Gale," Anduin immediately greeted the old man walking towards him, "How does it feel to step on the ground again?"
"It's nice to have hands and feet, but you, the feeling of breathing again must be very novel, right? And you have recovered your youth with your wife? Haha..." The heroic old man dressed in a military uniform walked quickly on his feet Next to us, "Your Majesty, the immigrants in the Eastern Sky District are all in place. Starting tomorrow, they can live normally."
"That's good—but I have to remind you that although Star Warsship can be used as a planet, you must not get used to drilling on it! You don't know how much effort it takes to polish it once!"
Roland Gaier froze for a moment: "To be honest, it's incredible that you can rest assured that such a vulgar race like us can live on the empire's strategic weapons. According to the habits of ordinary races like us, such strategic weapons should not be allowed to be used by foreigners. Once you live here, you won’t even be allowed to touch your own people.”
"It's okay, anyway, those things are locked inside now, and you can't break them," I said frankly, "Believe it or not, if I let you open your research, you won't be able to dismantle a piece of its armor plate in a hundred years?"
Everyone: "... don't bring such a sunscreen!"
The work of resettling immigrants is proceeding smoothly with the full cooperation of their respective leaders and the assistance and command of the experienced New Eden Federation. Now it is drawing to a close. Except for the psionic death star at the core of the fleet, the other satellites have been replaced by the classic starships we originally manufactured in the Koprulu sector, the truly powerful "Zodiac" has returned to standby) and two temporary establishments Our artificial star system has a total of more than 20 mild planets, which can comfortably accommodate immigrants of all ethnic groups. The countless lives in the entire galaxy in the past are now only left with so few people. It has to be said that it is a very sighing thing. But the joy of victory has temporarily diluted the sorrow of the deceased. The Pan-Galactic Civilization Community is actively preparing to welcome their Independence Day celebration in their new homeland. Leading her engineers to carry out some technical work, such as fine-tuning the radiation frequency of the psionic death star, making the sunlight simulated by it more suitable for life and survival, and correcting the gravitational veil of all celestial systems, ensuring When the big collapse comes, the new immigrants will not be affected, and on our side, we are starting to prepare to return home.
After dragging on for so many days, Sylvia was almost dying of anxiety—although the girl still looked slow.
It is worth mentioning that there is one more person who wants to go back with us: Fina.
This is not a surprise. The government of the Pan-Galactic Civilization Community has been reorganized into a parliamentary system. Many tired leaders of the older generation have taken this opportunity to transfer the burden on their shoulders to the new generation of leaders they have chosen. Na also gave up her status as the female queen. Now that she is jobless, she naturally has to consider her future whereabouts.
I can't go back home, hundreds of years have passed by, Fina's hometown has undergone earth-shaking changes, that place is a strange world to Fina, even her former motherland has disappeared into history In the dust of the universe, staying in this universe is also boring. We all know Fina's daily hobbies—that is, she has no hobbies. This mechanical girl spends more time in a daze than Pandora. She also wants to change this situation. In addition, now that I have the official status of being an apostle, in the end, our queen, His Majesty, decided to go back with us—she thinks that the empire should be her second hometown, and it might be nice to be with her new clansmen there. Make life interesting in the future, and we are also happy to give her a new home. Shadow City has just started the second batch of resident registration recently, and it happens to give her a...
On the last day of leaving this world, everyone is making their own preparations, and all departments of the fleet are busy, including a group of high-ranking imperial officials who usually have nothing to do. I bought a transport ship, saying that I want to buy some souvenirs for everyone in Shadow City—I really want to persuade them, it’s not easy for people to be poor in supplies now, and it’s not the way to boost the economy. Sandora went to the council of the Pan-Galactic Civilization Community. She still has some things to arrange. After all, the community is equivalent to a resident of the Empire's weapons, and they have to talk about how they will respond to the possible future military operations of the Empire. Wait, since they have accepted the asylum of the empire, they have to respond to our call for war just like the New Eden Federation. These are all planning issues that need to be considered. Lilina, carrying her daughter-in-law, ran to an unknown corner to preach. According to her, when the people are panicked and mortals are in urgent need of appeasement, it is the day of the gods. Let her fool around, let us extend our highest sympathy to the citizens of the community who are about to become cult believers. Pandora and Viska accompanied Sylvia in a daze or in a daze on the main flagship. Ever since Bella Vila woke up and disappeared, Viska felt a little lost, which directly caused the latter to often go to the hopeful Running over to Sylvia seemed to be remembering her sister Bella Villa in this way, and Pandora was always with her. Anyway, that little loli who was not good at expressing still cared about her sister.
As for me
I am now carrying the mercury lamp, holding the mercury lamp, holding the mercury lamp and hanging a mercury lamp around my neck, and I am leading more than a dozen mercury lamps to walk on the streets of the temporary capital star. This is a star warship that is 1.5 times the size of the earth. On the surface, a large number of cities were urgently built by Xiling hosts. For those construction experts who are amazingly efficient in building bases, just building some metal shells that can live in is simply easier than eating and drinking water. The style is a bit rigid, and there is a serious lack of humanized design, but as a temporary colony, the environment here is already like a paradise. I believe that with the joint efforts of those hardworking and brave people of all ethnic groups, there will be a better tomorrow... Cough cough, there is no speech yesterday Have you had sequelae since you memorized it
But I said... Little lights, it's really hard for me to walk like this, you know
"The explanation is that I went out to go shopping... Why did the inspector develop into this in the end?"
After raising my arms and trying to take off a 60m three-headed body hanging on it but failed, I questioned this again.
"Because my brother's movement speed can be increased by 60%, our legs are too short! Misaka 10859 said while grabbing my brother's sleeve."
... But it's wrong for you to be so cute with the mercury lamp on your head! And why is it 60%, why is it the speed of a novice mount!
On the streets where people come and go—you don’t care whether it’s post-war reconstruction or not, and don’t care about how many major measures are being taken, the people’s lives should be lived, even if it’s a simple city that has just been built, there must be people on the streets People tend to be surrounded by groups of little kids, and now we're surrounded by another pair of little kids.
If you want to bring out ten or twenty three-headed mercury lamps by running and jumping behind you with a cloak on your body, you must also wear them.
"Wow! What a smart doll! Uncle, do you want to sell these dolls?!"
This is the seventh time I've heard it today.
"Hey, Uncle, the doll on your shoulder is so special, Shanna wants to hug it..."
This is the third time I've heard it today.
"Hey... wait, it's... It's His Majesty the Queen! How could Your Majesty be with the uncle who sells dolls... Hey, wait for me! Don't run away!"
This is the sixth time I've heard it today.
Thinking that I, the head of an empire who has just saved the common people, is not as eye-catching as a mechanical three-none female king with an average annual appearance rate of less than 3%. It is all because of a pair of knocking behind me that people stop me when I walk on the street. The bumpy three-headed body is really depressing.
"Come down, all of you!" Except for the mercury lamp on the shoulder, which was impossible to get off, I knocked the other Q mercury lamps that were hanging all over the body to the ground, and formed a pile at my feet. Due to the proportion of the body and the angle of the height , Looking from this direction, there is a big head under the feet, "Walk well, or I will find a toy store to deal with you later!"
As soon as the words fell, before the three-headed body on the ground had time to act coquettishly, a puppet crackled on my head for a while: "Stupid human! Stupid human!"
Fina next to her was being silly, and said after a long time: "My friend, is this also the daily etiquette among the people of the empire?"
No! totally not! Please don't take the behavior and habits of these unruly guys you see as common sense, please!
Naogui Nao, the group of three-headed bodies around them still quickly plunged into the fun of shopping. Their bodies have been bored in the Shadow City. Drilling around in various pipes, now that all the dust has settled, some lively Misaka sisters are interested in coming out to play. These are only a part of them that I brought out, and the other three-headed bodies should be there now Let's hang out around the city, they all have the logo of the Imperial Army on their bodies, except for the little kids watching, I don't worry about city management and the like to disperse the gang of dolls blocking traffic.
But speaking of the logo of the Imperial Army—I looked down at a bouncing three-headed body, the style is the same as the Nazi armband, but the large armband with a different pattern is pinned on the arm, mass production chairmen, are you serious? Do you think it's okay? Didn't you realize that Lilina had any sinister intentions when she designed this thing for you
"How do you feel, Fina?" The girl with straw-yellow long hair was walking in silence, and I couldn't help but want to break this little embarrassment, "As an ordinary person, look at these things that have always been treated by you Ordinary people who are guarding can finally live and work in peace and contentment, how do you feel?"
Fina looked at me inexplicably, then raised her head to look at the scene in front of her, and shook her head after a long time: "I don't know what feelings are."
Perhaps because she has been a machine for too long, Fina is still unable to restore the human way of thinking. Even now, she can't feel joy when she sees the peace she has finally won after a hundred years of hard work, but what is worth looking forward to is that she will one day will recover...
As we moved away from the downtown area, the pedestrians on the road gradually became rarer, but there were still people who stopped and saluted us. In any case, we have been featured on local news broadcasts several times, even with the public face, not to mention that Fina's popularity has never been low, and there are always situations where people recognize her, but because she still has some feelings for the imperial people. Instinctively awed, these ordinary people didn't dare to get too close, but they didn't see any repulsive expressions on their faces, but most of them were grateful and respectful, which made people feel very relieved.
Just now I even saw a group of children on the side of the road playing the imperial army battle game: wearing the toy version of the imperial army equipment developed by God knows which genius businessman, they were engaged in the bloody battle of their fantasy, bravely facing a poor cleaner The robot launched a charge, and a little boy next to him who looked like a commander was wearing a large black suit that looked like it had been stolen from home, with a bag in his hand, directing the battle with great momentum...
I always feel that for a moment I saw something that I shouldn't have seen. Should I shoot some bastard for a while when I go back
"After the war, the equipment and emblems of the Imperial Army, Federal Army, and Rebel Army have become indistinct. Similar toys for children have been produced, and some genuine badges salvaged from the battlefield have become sky-high collectibles. Everyone wants to collect them as a memorial to heroes. At present, the most precious is the mark of the Imperial Army , because there are too few sources, and their special materials cannot be imitated at all... "
I was stunned for a moment, and then said with cold sweat: "No wonder Bonnie stalked me for a few soldier badges when we were saying goodbye a few days ago... She even cheats on her friends!"
At this time, I made up my mind. The next time I come here, I will take Sandora to Bonnie's house for a meal, and I can get back to the original meal!
In the evening of that day, all the immigration work was coming to an end. Although there is still a lot of follow-up work, we don’t need to do it anymore. The imperial garrison and Xi Lingzhu who stayed on the star warship will have a chance to get everything done. After a brief farewell ceremony, Hao Hao's Imperial Admiral escort formation began to leave the gravitational balance point.
We first took a detour to the core of the great nebula, where it has become a completely ordinary dust cloud, including all kinds of wonderful cosmic landscapes (such as the so far unexplained optical nullification effect) that were originally affected by the archives. It was also replaced by cloudy clouds and mist. Of course, there was no scenery to see. It was Sandora's intention to come here. She wanted to say goodbye to her old friend for the last time.
Since the collapse of the archives, it has returned to a normal material belt. Even the indestructible structure dissipated into a radiation wave three days ago. There are no tombstones, no cemeteries, and not even a beacon lighthouse. The last emperors just disappeared in the long river of history. Everything they worked hard to leave behind has disappeared a few days ago, but no one has proposed to build a monument here for them. These spirits have already melted away. For a hero who is a monument, such things as monuments are really superfluous.
Their spirit must still be stuck in this cloud with a radius of three light years, and it will last forever. Perhaps until the day when the empire is revived, Sandora and I will be able to let go of the burden we took over here.
Well, until that day comes, I will try to bear it all.
It's not for justice, and it has nothing to do with the consciousness of the head of the empire. I'm not that great, just to prevent Sandora from taking on such a heavy responsibility alone. As her partner, she should bear all of this...
(Sa, it's the 30th. For the sake of being kind today, if you have a monthly pass, please bravely throw it over! I definitely won't mind!) A