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Aside from passive defense, various deep-sea robots and autonomous torpedoes began to be dispatched into the oceans like dumplings, engaging in fierce battles with the newly hatched deep-sea beasts in the vast space of Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea.

During the decades-long war, the predation by deep-sea beasts and continuous explosions thoroughly destroyed the ocean’s ecology.

Blood stained the entire coastal waters of the Western Pacific, and the ocean floor was littered with the wreckage of various beasts and chanical debris.

In secret, Xiao Yu and Chao Shu also launched ntal control and counter-control over humans and sea beasts. Both sides aid to create chaos within the other, waging an invisible war.

Beyond the frontline battlefield, the enemy released more assassination-type soldiers. The assassination attempts on important human figures and key scientists never ceased, with a degree of brutality comparable to the frontline.

We are, naturally, the primary targets of the enemy...

World conflicts erupted everywhere, with artificial intelligence rebellion intertwined with national disputes and the ongoing fervor of civilizational wars.

However, only I calmly knew the true goal of the Night Demon Clan.

What they wanted was not the externally propagated occupation of Earth or the conquest of humanity.

The reason they initiated the war early was simple—just a smokescreen for the arrival of a "seed"...

’Boom!’ Amidst the thunderous artillery, the fall of Ming Shen Star seed rather inconspicuous, like a small pebble thrown into a lake, causing ripples.

Only those of us who knew the truth were on high alert, imdiately locating the enemy’s landing coordinates.

Since then, the Night Demon Clan seed to lack follow-up strength, shifting from a full-scale strategic offensive to strategic stalemate.

Even that "Chao," vanished without a trace from our surveillance as if evaporated.

Aside from occasionally inciting a wave of beast tides to prevent humans from developing peacefully and keeping us perpetually on edge, the intensity of war abruptly decreased several levels.

I knew they rely wanted to stall us, to delay until the seed hatched...

Unbeknownst to them, even in the most brutal war era, the Earth’s core project team’s research and breakthroughs never ceased.

We were also taking secret actions...

Ten years later, the Earth-core subrsible was finally completed!

But piercing through thousands of kiloters of crust, communication remained an unresolved issue, aning it required manual control.

After sending off the last spaceship heading to the Mars colony, I sat alone in the subrsible.

As the view transitioned from the sunlit sea surface to the dark deep sea, then pierced through the 7-kiloter thick crust into the magma river of the mantle layer, experiencing various fantastical scenes before reaching the Earth’s core...

I finally witnessed the root cause of all this and heard a heartbeat like a drum.

The seed from outer space, Ming Shen Star, or perhaps it could be called the egg of so star giant beast...

[Live together or perish together?]

Yet no response was received, perhaps disdainful of answering the provocation of insignificant humans?

Clearly, the negotiation failed.

As I maneuvered the subrsible closer, I opened the cover on the console, revealing the nuclear button with a three-leaf emblem...

In such a high-temperature, high-pressure, strong-radiation environnt, a nuclear bomb couldn’t be launched directly, so the nuclear bomb of the subrsible’s core had no launch chanism.

As I approached, the giant egg gradually filled my entire view, and at that mont, I thought of many things.

to 2067, a total incubation ti of 24 years, at a constant temperature of around 5000 degrees Celsius.

I thought that in the cold universe, nothing could provide such a warm and stable incubation environnt better than the Earth’s core of a terrestrial planet.

Why Earth?

Perhaps similar planets were invaded, or perhaps only Earth could et its hatching needs...

At that mont, I suddenly understood the sentence once uttered by the Night Demon Clan using Chao Shu’s body.

Yes, my coming here has nothing to do with destroying you.

It’s only for survival and reproduction...

At that mont, my emotions were complex, but my face had no smile.

In the final mont, I took out a treasured photograph from my pocket.

In the photo, everyone remained young, each person so vibrant, yet many only existed in mories.

In the brutal war spanning over a decade, I gained much but also lost much, like family, friends, and children...

Thus, even if today’s action required the sacrifice of countless people, I remained expressionless.

Perhaps... it was hatred, or perhaps numbness to the loss of life...

Looking at the radiant smile in the photo.

Among those I’ve lost, I miss myself the most.

Perhaps so would say I’ve changed, but no one asked what I had been through.

Perhaps afterward, I would still be .

Just with less smile, more coldness...

’Boom~’

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