Well, it seems today I finally faced the brutality of the Imperial Military Academy for the first ti. We now have ample reason to believe that the Ultimate Academy, which is famous in the Macro World, has actually been cultivating wild Ultraman and various types of Saviors. It appears to be a school, but everyone from the gatekeeper Old Man Li to Uncle Zhao who cooks in the cafeteria is actually a mber of the mysterious organization known as the Blue Truth Society. During the day, they trim lawns and add soy milk to students’ water, while at night they gather with class representatives to discuss the march into the M7 Nebula. They are always ready with three sets of clothes: one is a faculty suit, another is underpants worn on the outside, and the last is usually kept in a large box, needing Athena’s blood to activate... That’s right, the place nad Imperial Military Academy most likely just ans that turning left two hundred ters after entering leads straight to the Pantheon, and the gatekeeper Uncle Li has another na, Saint John...
"Ah Jun, you seem confused."
Qianqian tugged at my arm, asking with concern. But judging by her expression, it was evident this girl was not at all surprised by the ecological do in front of us.
I kind of envy Qianqian; being a dimwit is simply wonderful. Her extrely thick nerves make her more composed than anyone else most of the ti. Perhaps there are only two types of people in this world who are truly fearless — one being Jing Ke, and the other Qianqian...
"To be honest, I’m a bit shocked," Bingdisi stuck out her tongue, pointing at the massive steel fortress wall and giant holographic image at the entrance before us, "As a handiwork of a society, its size might be a bit excessive."
I feel that calling sothing of this size, which covers nearly half of Shanghai’s area, ’a bit big’ as a handiwork is not appropriate! Additionally, the reason for the abandonnt of this gigantic ecological do is now apparent; it seems that it stopped running because Misakas started school...
Alright, I admit I’m not composed anymore. I shouldn’t be so shocked at this mont; this should be a glorious tradition of the Imperial Military Academy after all. That place even has an honorary director nad Qianqian, and its educational philosophy is to ensure that every fourteen-year-old boy can fight Prototype barehanded, and that every fourteen-year-old girl can fly at 3.5 Mach in the stratosphere and throw SLBs from sticks. Under the guidance of ntors who are seriously overfed and the Empire’s unlimited resource supply, Misakas are nearly evolving into ten thousand sister-type Terminators. Compared to societies handmade Big Ivan, an ecological do still seems relatively safe...
"It looks like it has been abandoned for a while, but the internal structure is intact," said the Sanctuary Mayor who accompanied us, unaware of the reasons why several mbers of the First Family stood at the gate for thirty seconds. He thought we were dissatisfied with the abandoned facility overgrown with vines and moss and imdiately explained, "Because plants on Mars are in accelerated growth status, the extent of abandonnt here is more severe than the actual ti of abandonnt. However, according to a little girl who helped build this facility, the ecological do still retains two units of autonomous machinery inside. These autonomous machines will activate once the do’s energy supply is restored and start cleaning the plantation and residential areas."
"It’s fine, I think those new immigrants won’t mind this; their previous living environnt was much harsher than you might imagine."
Big Sister always maintained a warm smile, and her words naturally made people relax. She glanced at the half-open entrance of the ecological do, her eyes smiling even more, "Their ability to get things done sure is strong, isn’t it?"
"A bit too strong actually. I really don’t know where they applied for all these materials... No, I’m more curious about what kind of divine intervention taught a bunch of underage girls to learn such fierceness," I mumbled with a mix of laughter and tears, and then sent so technicians to start the base’s energy system inside the ecological do. Just before landing, I noticed its main energy tower floating in a huge hollow center, with all the bridges connected by energy conduits cut off, presumably shut down when Misakas started school — due to school regulations that require the last person to leave after class to turn off the lights and lock the doors, though this place is a bit large, I reckon it should still follow class rules.
At this mont, the first batch of Transporters had already landed on the small airport in front of the ecological do. So Imperial Soldiers were guiding immigrants to disembark and gather. The immigrants were amazed and even dizzy as they arrived from the Ruins World to this vibrant new ho, carrying simple items rescued during ergency evacuation, supporting one another and looking around like the first Arican immigrants encountering a new continent off a steamship. Exclamations and confused queries constantly echoed from the assembly point, sounding very noisy. However, the Imperial Soldiers had no intention of maintaining order in a place like this; their mission was solely to deliver the immigrants safely to their destination. As for comforting the immigrants and explaining about the New World, that was the work of the monks and Mars Sanctuary guides.
And just then, a familiar voice suddenly pierced through layers of human walls, coming from the crowd of immigrants: "Ah! Uncle! We’re here! We’re here!"
With such hurried shouting, I spotted a slight commotion among the immigrants in the near distance, and the crowd parted from the inside. A small, thin boy pulled along a little girl who appeared only eight or nine years old, squeezing out from between adults’ legs.
It’s Glick and Shui Zhu, the siblings—this can only be explained by coincidence. Not only were they selected as residents of this ’Initial City’, but they also arrived at the destination as one of the first batches, reuniting with us here!
Of course, I hadn’t planned to ignore them from now on; I intended to look for the two siblings once everything was settled as I had so special arrangents for them. But now, we have reunited ahead of schedule.
"Hey, Glick and Shui Zhu," after so many days of living together, our family had grown fond of the siblings. Before Glick and Shui Zhu could run up, I stepped forward and swiftly embraced the two skinny kids beside , patting Glick’s shoulder forcefully and ruffling Shui Zhu’s hair, "How is it? Are you satisfied with the New World?"
Shui Zhu imdiately blushed and lowered her head; she was still shy and disliked speaking, getting nervous whenever answering questions. Glick, however, exclaid exaggeratedly: "This is simply incredible!"
After shouting, Glick seed to realize sothing, rubbing his hands sowhat awkwardly and cautiously looking at and Sandora, whispering, "Well... I heard the adults say you’re very very important figures, and they call you and Sister Sandora the Emperor. Even the Archbishop Grandpa listens to you... Is that true?"
"Haha, you’re seeing it with your own eyes," I knew this kid was bound to ask this and simply nodded cheerfully, pointing out the soldiers around for Glick, "I am their Emperor, and of course, from now on, probably yours too."
"But actually, you can pretend he doesn’t exist; this guy basically doesn’t do anything," Bingdisi casually squeezed in, forcefully grabbing my shoulder, "I am the God of this world; in the future, just worship . Don’t worry, you’ll have endless prospects with covering you all."
Glick was rendered speechless right then.
I repeatedly explained to the siblings, telling them not to mind this guy boasting about blowing things up all the ti, but speaking of which, Bingdisi does really seem to be the Managent God of this world — back then, I was the one who released her from the Earth’s Core of this world.
Whether it’s affairs of the Empire, our identities, or Bingdisi’s mouth running on and on with exaggerations, it should sound like extraordinary tales to Glick and Shui Zhu. The two stood dumbfounded listening to for quite a while, difficult to say how much they understood.
To them, this should be quite unbelievable, right? Not even ntioning belief, but understanding itself might be a problem. However, the facts are as they are; they’ve already experienced the crossing of two worlds firsthand and now are witnessing an unprecedented New World. In such circumstances, besides trying to accept, there is no other choice. But Glick and Shui Zhu are still kids; even if the environnt changes drastically, besides novelty, they probably would not harbor much concern, unlike adults who, despite about to settle in such a favorable environnt, still can’t get rid of worries for future life and bewildernt about the new surroundings.
"It feels like you’ve instantly beco so incredible, a little anxious, haha," Glick listened to my explanations dumbly about what the Empire is, what immigration ans, what God is, and what female hooligans danger is hence should be carefully worshipped, and then bewilderedly scratched his head, "By the way, what does an Emperor do?"
Everyone: "..."
"Probably like the mayor? Or like the archbishop with a particularly large town," Shui Zhu thought for a mont, leaned close to Glick’s ear, and whispered. Unfortunately, the little girl really didn’t manage her volu well, so everyone around with sharp ears heard, "Must be very impressive!"
Glick imdiately looked up at us several tis.
"Interpret it however you like, it’s not that significant to you," Big Sister said with a casual smile, perhaps also influenced by her smile, the two kids who were initially a bit overwheld quickly returned to their easy and close attitude when they first t us. She pointed to the huge forest surrounding the Ecological Do and the magnificent walls in the distance, "How does this place feel?"
"It’s aweso!"
When ntioning the new environnt here, Glick exclaid excitedly, waving his arms and legs, but he didn’t have many adjectives, and after holding his breath for a while, he could only shout again, "It’s really aweso!"
"Like the video we saw on the big ship," Shui Zhu, holding onto Glick’s arm, although still a bit shy, seed quite happy. "I was very curious at the ti. I never thought the real scene would look like this, very, very beautiful! And there’s a nice sll around, these... trees? also look good, but the ground is soft, stepping on it is a bit worrying, won’t the armor plates beneath suddenly collapse?"
"There’s no armor plate down here," I laughed imdiately. Shui Zhu was referring to the land beneath everyone’s feet. The area surrounding the Ecological Do was a plant-covered zone with highly soft soil, these slightly reddish-brown soils were transford and piled up one particle at a ti by those highly efficient nanorobots, as the first-generation ecological base of the entire planet. The custom soil’s nutrients and physicochemical properties have been adjusted to the optimal state, and it’s said that those nanorobots will continue working for at least another one hundred and fifty years until the New Mars’s ecological sphere can self-balance away from surveillance and reach a transformation depth of ten kiloters. "Planet is stacked by soil, rocks, and tal, and deep layers like magma, while the ruins planet stacked with steel debris is just an exception. The land beneath your feet is the real appearance of most planets."
"Soil and rock? What’s that?" Shui Zhu blinked her big eyes, full of curiosity, then squatted down and grabbed a handful of reddish-brown soil, "Is this it? Hmm, it’s got a sll, how strange."
It seems the Ruins Tribe really has a long way to go to understand the world.
At that mont, a synthesized electronic broadcast suddenly ca from beyond the alloy walls not far away, interrupting our conversation: "All personnel attention, all personnel attention, the Ecological Do energy system has been reactivated, the Ecological Do energy system has been reactivated! A fault has been detected at the Do Gate, forced open command confird... A-88 segnt barrier will sink collectively, please avoid the red zone, and people in the danger zone please follow the green guide arrows to exit the sinking zone... Repeat, all personnel attention..."
It seems those technicians have successfully rebooted the energy core of the Ecological Do. Although it’s a hobby group during sumr and winter vacation (perhaps we should use a more professional term like society?), Misakas’ attitude towards making this Ecological Do is still very professional. It’s not only powered by a Ghost Energy Tower for the entire facility but also has an intelligent control system. Looking at it now, it actually has transforming functions. I begin to wonder if there’s a similarly-sized underground cavity beneath called Third New Tokyo City...
As the broadcast started, the earth around us rumbled slightly. This should be the vibration caused by the reconnection of the energy group, and the vibration lasted for half a minute before gradually subsiding. Then, the half-opened Do Gate began to creak. According to the information link report from the technicians, this gate was stuck due to a programming error — those little girls, after all, are not professional technicians, and their program for Do activation has so minor issues, but this doesn’t have much impact. When the Do Gate fails to open, its outer walls can also sink in sections to open a passage.
The installed A-88 barrier segnt took such action, and the connection part between it and the nearby wall nodes burst into a bright string of sparks, and fixed locks were released successively. anwhile, a rather large piece of nearby ground was also covered by a red light curtain, and the curtain flickered with a large hazardous exclamation mark, while the space between the exclamation marks were green safe passages — of course, since no one is standing in the barrier sinking zone now, this safe passage can be ignored.
"Wow!! This is simply amazing!!" Glick, a chanical enthusiast, was stunned by the spectacular scene before him and jumped up as the entire barrier, dozens of ters high and hundreds of ters long, sank into the ground, revealing inside the wide alloy roads, lush gardens, towering buildings, and the Energy Tower shining with bright blue light afar. He exclaid even more loudly, completely appearing as a child in excitent.
Under the guidance of Imperial Soldiers and the Monk Group, the immigrants began to enter this imnse Ecological Do with excitent and curiosity. We chose a route slightly away from the main team with Glick and wandered around the plantation. After all, the routes inside the Do have been uploaded to the information link, and Glick and Shui Zhu’s new residence arrangent can be checked at any ti, so no one fears getting lost here.
Having just ended a battle, it seems nice to relax and take a walk here. Anyway, it will take so ti before the other twenty-two transport ships finish unloading.
"Feels like walking in the remnants of so ancient technology civilization," Qianqian floated beside , wobbling in the air. She was sitting on an Autonomous Machine she grabbed randomly earlier. These Autonomous Machines were civilian models made by Misakas, unlike the Imperial Army’s military autonomous machines, they were only used to maintain plantations and buildings inside the Do. A few minutes ago, a busy Autonomous Machine building branches passed by us, and Qianqian’s brain connected the wrong way and grabbed it, now forcibly treating it as her steed. "Ah Jun, Ah Jun, I think I saw an ani similar to this before, it was also an ancient lost city, high-tech, with lots of robots and flowerbeds... Oh right, it ended up broken..."
Upon hearing it, I waved my hands quickly, "Cough, cough, that’s the Sky City, let’s not talk about this, it’s unlucky."
"From now on, Mars can beco lively too."
Sayaka wandered back and forth like a spring-tripping girl, displaying her particularly joyful mood, "I’ve heard Shizuka-sensei signed up to join the Sanctuary’s external exploration team. She always complains in emails, entering a barren world after leaving the sanctuary, now she won’t need to worry like that."
"Yes, yes, yes, you’ve ntioned this topic many tis." I waved my hand perfunctorily, Sayaka didn’t mind, she’d surely bring it up again in a bit anyway.
At this point, Qianqian suddenly jumped down from the Autonomous Machine, went to a nearby bush, and started bustling around, then ca out holding a heap of colorful things, "Ah Jun, Ah Jun! There are fruits!"
I looked at the pile of colorful berries in Qianqian’s hands and my face changed. It’s said that the more beautiful the fruit, the more toxic it is, but the fruits this girl collected look almost as colorful as a rainbow.
But I didn’t even have ti to speak when Sandora had already dashed over like the wind. By the ti everyone reacted, Her Majesty the Queen was already walking back, licking her fingers, while comnting, "Crunchy, chicken flavored, pretty tasty."
Lilina gently pulled on my shirt, "...Boss, rest assured, those things aren’t poisonous, poisonous things wouldn’t appear in the plantation."
I then patted Lilina’s head, "I wasn’t worried, because there aren’t any toxic things on Sandora’s nu anyway."
Lilina: "..." (To be continued. If you like this work, welco to visit Qidian (qidian) to vote for recomndation tickets, monthly tickets, your support is my greatest motivation.)
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