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Remains of the "Hunter" missile cruiser from the pre-war era suspected to be occupied by an illegal ard organization!
Currently, Alliance authorities are engaging in consultations with the Academy, Companies, and various other forces, exploring the prospect of tighter cooperation to counter the threat of pre-war era leftover weapons.
Our reporter urges everyone to remain rational and not believe rumors! While lead can block certain levels of radiation, hanging it around your neck or wrapping it around your waist is pointless and lacks scientific basis.
—— Survivor Daily, Yavente City Edition]
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"Celestial Beings" organization surfaces! Identities suspected to be digital ghosts of the United Human Era’s Expeditionary Army!
Experts from the Union Academy of Social Sciences have published an editorial stating that the existence of the "Celestial Beings" organization fully demonstrates how uploading thoughts onto circuits is a foolish act of "carving a boat to seek one’s sword," representing an unreliable approach to collective suicide.
However, so experts from the Academy have analyzed that the extre ideas of the "Celestial Beings" organization arise due to overly homogeneous social strata on the Lagrange Space Station; their predicant is similar to that of the Army.
Regardless, the threat from outer space has already caught the attention of the high levels of various forces.
Si Wen, Secretary-General of the Representatives eting, stated in an interview that the esteed President Li Minghui will fight against the Celestial Beings forces to the end and will not flee from the battlefield.
Li Minghui himself has yet to make any comnts on the statent of the Representatives eting, only stating that a hundred thousand neutron torpedoes might be a daunting challenge, and the South Sea Union should quickly develop high-orbit defense systems.
—— Survivor Daily, Ring Island Edition]
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Battle of the Sheep State enters stalemate!
Shava, the new leader of Mammoth Nation, governs the army with an iron fist, stabilizing the front lines after enduring the initial offensive.
The Poluo Country, despite winning the first battle, faces significant non-combat attrition in multiple troops due to insufficient logistics supply and lack of mountain combat equipnt. The Northern Field Army was nearly annihilated in the latest breakout!
The new Industrial Commissioner strongly condemns the previous leader Buseik, stating his poor policies during his tenure severely damaged Poluo Country’s economy and industrial developnt, leading to heavy casualties among the frontline soldiers. It might take at least twenty years to recover from the damages.
Despite the difficulties and crises, the committee is confident in overcoming these challenges. Family eting second-in-command Sava once again stated during the committee eting that the suffering is temporary and called for unity among all tiers of Tiandu.
Additionally, sources claim Zayed criticized Sava’s actions against cockroaches and mice during an internal eting, saying they are "short-sighted," a kind of childish bickering, lacking scale and thoroughness.
He suggested more aggressive asures to strike the Red Soil, in order to ensure the arable land by Everflow River.
—— Survivor Daily, Jinjaron Harbor Edition]
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The threat of the "Celestial Beings" is approaching, but when ten falls, there will always be tall people to hold it up, right?
That cursed place is really too far from New West Port. Our reporter couldn’t reach the suffering Celestial Beings for an interview, only hoping they’d endure a while longer.
However, noteworthy is that His Majesty Sarun coughed heavily during the morning eting today, possibly hinting at major moves from the Eastern Empire, and we’ll release a special edition to interpret the deeper anings behind it!
Moreover, the end of Free State’s war is nearing, with the police departnt loyal to the Town Hall and the Hound Special Forces controlling over half of the urban areas.
The Company might be done for, but it’s uncertain who will claim the trophy, as Bugra isn’t just a free state for Bugra City residents but also for the broad Waste Land Wanderers.
Even if local gang mbers perish, Firestone Group could find new helpers from the Wasteland.
The Free State’s Company and civilians might still fight for a while, but compared to our neighbors, that type of gang warfare is just small skirmishes.
The bloody battles in Sheep State caused casualties even greater than the total number of combatants in the Free State’s civil war!
Facts prove that not even the apocalypse can stop the Poluo people from internal strife.
anwhile, other disasters keep unfolding one after another.
Due to the vigorous developnt of industry by Poluo Country, the industrial facilities in Old West Port are almost completely decayed, industrialists transitioned to becoming swimming champions.
An anonymous tax bureau official complained, saying life is getting tougher, he used to apply Vaseline lip balm before heading to work, now he can only kiss a piece of lard in the kitchen.
Our reporter also thinks this is just too tragic.
Of course, the head oil of the tax officer didn’t beco cooking oil for the poor, since Red Soil doesn’t need complex cooking techniques, yet a famine broke out locally comparable to the West Winds era.
Sarun His Majesty, intelligence and formidable, is unable to understand this. He claims, although heavy industrial plants from West Port were dismantled, quite a few light industrial plants remain, insufficient for the desolate land image painted by Tiandu newspaper.
After all, in his plan, the West Coast of Poluo Province could entirely beco the Eastern Empire’s light industrial production base, just like Jinjaron Harbor and Baiyue Strait for the Alliance.
We can see His Majesty Sarun is truly soone’s fan, he’s been diligently copying howork.
Unfortunately, our neighbors are truly disappointing, making our Majesty have to subsidize them with a bit of Vaseline oil, helping them temporarily overco imdiate difficulties.
—— Survivor Daily, New West Port Edition]
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War has never stopped, following the Torch Church, the "Celestial Beings" from the Prosperity Epoch once again tried to direct the future path for the Waste Land Wanderers on the surface.
It’s evident they wish for us to perish.
Regarding the threat from outer space, Grand Canyon’s response is no response, it seems that the tens of thousands of neutron torpedoes shouldn’t be able to penetrate their turtle shell.
The council of Ideal City has convened an ergency eting, with the results expected to be announced after the crisis ends.
As for the Army... well, the Army is gone, luckily it’s gone.
Fortunately, this ti the Academy didn’t continue hiding behind the scenes, finally showing so backbone, staking a valuable research ship for the sake of all mankind!
Of course, it could also be because this ss was stirred by them; if they hadn’t lost that research ship, perhaps it would still be difficult for the space station at Lagrange Point to board the "Hunter" missile cruiser.
Currently, the Alliance has dispatched the Burning Corps to the synchronous orbit.
Please don’t worry, if you can’t sleep, think about the Iron Heart.
General McCullen’s assessnt was, if he had to face the Burning Corps, he’d rather turn his gun toward heaven.
Additionally, friends from New West Port, please don’t be absurd, your Sarun His Majesty probably just caught a cold.
—— Goblin Observation Report]
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Regarding the "Celestial Beings" organization and the threat thirty-six thousand kiloters away, neither the Academy nor the Alliance has intentionally withheld information.
Firstly, it’s near impossible to completely hide sothing this significant, secondly to avoid needless panic.
Since voluntary disclosure allows for a chance to clarify, keeping it hidden would an voluntarily yielding the battlefield of public opinion.
At that point, who knows what kind of ridiculous versions might circulate.
Precisely for this reason, before rumors spread, Chu Guang had the City of Dawn’s Survivor Daily conduct an exclusive interview with the Alliance’s scientific expedition team about this event, openly sharing the Alliance’s strategies and preparations to respond to the crisis with various facets of society.
The response from the City of Dawn residents also greatly reassured Chu Guang.
The chaos and unrest lasted only two days.
Before the sun could rise on the third day, the anxious people returned to normal.
Perhaps it’s due to having experienced an apocalypse once; the vast majority of Waste Land Wanderers react quite calmly to such world-ending events.
After all, even panicking won’t help in a disaster of such global scale.
Moreover, in previous crises, they successfully got through the most dangerous monts under the Manager’s leadership.
They have full reason to believe that this ti will be no different.
They sincerely and unwaveringly believe in the omnipotent Manager...
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Western district of West State City.
Ruined houses sit amidst a desolate wasteland, with abandoned steel debris and wooden planks scattered everywhere, and the waterplants clinging to the window sills and wall roots seem to still exude a damp atmosphere.
Since entering the Wasteland Era, this area has been subrged in backflowing lake water for a considerable ti.
Not until the Army of the Alliance ca and renad this land as "Dawn," did the city erge from the water’s grip.
Even though the Alliance brought order here, the city remains seldomly visited due to frequent incursions by Crack Claw Crabs.
Only when the "celestial being" crisis erged did the Alliance refocus on this forgotten corner of the city.
At this mont, trucks traverse the road beside the wasteland, their busy appearance rivaling even the city center of the City of Dawn.
And hidden in the dust-laden construction site, there lies an even more jaw-dropping spectacle—
A towering gigantic well sat amidst the dense concrete ruins!
The large well mouth spans several football fields, appearing from above like a colossal maw gazing towards the sky!
Even more awe-inspiring is not just the vast size and dizzying depth of the well, but its internal structure.
Steel ribs resembling a giant beast’s spine extend from the well mouth to the very bottom, the well wall beneath constructed entirely of tal, exuding a solemn majesty in the dark.
This is Shelter 100.
To activate the central "Casting Well" of the shelter, the Alliance’s construction team dismantled the do above the shelter!
Now the do removal is complete, the re-serving "Casting Well 100" will officially be used as the engine of the Alliance’s astronautical industry.
At this mont, engineers from the Academy stand above the Casting Well, their pupils filled with astonishnt as they gaze downward.
Though he often mocks Alliance’s "simplistic and crude" industrial system, he cannot utter a careless word at this mont.
This cannot simply be called a spectacle.
It’s like a piece of art.
"Truly incredible..." After a long while, Zhong Jingchu sighed sincerely, looking to the senior engineer beside him. "I didn’t expect you could create such an amazing... miracle on the ruins. I underestimated you all."
The voice carried no hint of flattery.
The old engineer by his side chuckled heartily, humbly responding.
"Not really; we definitely couldn’t make such an extravagant giant on our own... Strictly speaking, this counts as a relic from the Prosperity Epoch; we just made use of the waste."
His na is Qi Xiangsong, a professor at Camp 101, and also the chief engineer of the Alliance Aerospace Industry Group.
Upon hearing Qi Engineer’s explanation, Zhong Jingchu felt slightly more accepting.
Then he suddenly noticed bluish flickers in the well interior, and curiously asked to the side.
"What are those flickering blue lights?"
As if anticipating this question, Qi Xiangsong smiled mysteriously and instead of explaining, handed a telescope to him.
"See for yourself."
Doubtfully, Zhong Jingchu took the telescope from the senior engineer and glanced down into the well.
That glance changed everything.
Upon clearly seeing the sources of those azure lights, his eyes widened imdiately.
The blue lights themselves weren’t mysterious; just sparks from arc welding alloy.
What truly shocked was the spark’s source!
The light emitted from "Cross Spider" engineering robots!
Like web-weaving spiders, they scuttled across the vertical steel structures, executing pre-programd tasks, transporting materials via hoists above the well to designated spots, completing welding and assembling tasks.
Under the busyness of tens of thousands of chanical spiders, a steel structure of ten thousand tons or tens of thousands of tons seed to grow upwards visibly!
Although not an aerospace expert, Zhong Jingchu understood aerospace industry fairly well.
Thus, he knew how incredible this scene was!
No wonder the Alliance’s Manager is confident enough to construct a Gravity Well in the Southern sea area.
If this Casting Well’s capabilities are fully utilized, it might even fill low Earth orbit with spacecraft, like dumplings!
"These chanical spiders..."
"Produced by the technology from Shelter 100’s residents," Qi Xiangsong gazed at the deep well mouth, saying, "Upon learning of our situation, they decided to join us."
Zhong Jingchu’s Adam’s apple moved, casting his sight again to the vertical Casting Well beneath him, speaking slowly after a long silence.
"I recall a ti when the United Human once manufactured aerospace crafts on land... Then, they transported finished parts via chemical-powered rockets to assemble in Low Earth Orbit. Later, as space mining and alloy slting matured and space elevators were erected, aerospace production gradually shifted from Earth’s surface to synchronous orbit and then to Lagrange stability points."
Qi Xiangsong smiled, speaking.
"I’ve heard of that history. So, building a spaceship on the ground is a first? Just us doing it?"
"Sort of."
Zhong Jingchu nodded, expressing with so sentintality.
"Back then, our science only analyzed dinsions where we existed; it hadn’t penetrated other dinsions, let alone controlled gravitons and interfered with gravitational fields. We could only use primitive thods to wrestle with those ’resistance’ opposing our outward migration."
"But now’s different; we can break free from gravitational shackles and let gravity drive our progress like monsoon winds..."
Saying this, he showed his heartfelt admiration, praising sincerely.
"In a sense, you all indeed created history."
Previously, he didn’t understand why the defecting researchers mostly ended up joining the Alliance; now he grasped those individuals’ mindset.
They found hope in the Alliance they hadn’t seen before.
It wasn’t a miracle by one person.
It was created by a group.
If it weren’t for the mission he carries, he probably couldn’t resist wanting to stay as well...
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