People in Terra, poor and weak but invincible

Chapter 1189 Fly!

Golden clouds gathered over the city of Tremont.

The people in the city of Tremont were attracted by this strange sight. They looked up at the golden clouds hovering above their heads with curiosity and worry.

"Hello, citizens of Tremont City. I am your Vice President Jackson."

Just when people all over the city were worried, Jackson's voice came from the radio: "I also saw the strange phenomenon in the sky. Please don't worry. It's just a project that Columbia cooperated with a gentleman. It won't cause any harm to the general public."

Jackson's broadcasts were repeated over and over in the city, and Jackson himself appeared openly in the media's view.

The panic caused by the strange phenomenon in the sky was quickly calmed down under Jackson's operation, and then there was endless curiosity, and most people raised their terminals to take pictures of the sky.

With the assistance of large-scale external networks, the speed of information dissemination has already reached an astonishing speed.

The vision in the city of Trimon soon attracted the attention of many people on the land of Terra.

Witnessed by countless people and cameras, the clouds slowly dropped golden threads, and the floating sea creatures connected together, connecting the sky and the earth.

The connection point is a group of buildings in the city of Tremont.

The citizens nearby all felt a slight tremor coming from under their feet. The solid building was easily dismantled by the Hai Si, revealing a giant ring-shaped machine hidden inside.

The silk threads formed by the sea dragged the circular machine slowly but steadily rising into the sky.

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In the underground cave, Kal'tsit didn't even look at the open door, and was about to leave by grabbing the doctor's collar.

"Hey? Hey! Wait, there's someone inside!" the Doctor struggled and shouted.

"We'll talk about this later. Let's go stop Qi Yan first!"

At this moment, Kal'tsit was like a kitten with its fur standing on end. She pinched the Doctor with such force that he almost rolled his eyes.

"There really is someone, a very fat lady!" The doctor continued to struggle.

A feathered snake that is working tirelessly to clean the underground space:?

Kal'tsit was also startled. Driven by curiosity, she looked back, wanting to know how fat the lady was that made the doctor ignore Qi Yan's intention to leave.

Holhaiya felt Kal'tsit's curious gaze, veins bulged on his forehead, and he almost couldn't help throwing the gray ball in his hand that was blown by the wind over.

"Who are you?" Kal'tsit frowned.

She found that things were getting more and more out of her control.

Qi Yan suddenly wanted to leave.

And in what should have been a most secretive base of the former civilization, a feathered serpent appeared and was cleaning.

Kelsey's mind was in a mess.

Holhaiya put the ash ball aside, put on a fake smile and was about to speak, but was interrupted by a voice that was very familiar to her.

"She is Holhaiya, a former agent of the Melander Foundation, and now a traitor to the Melander Foundation."

The Tin Man appeared behind Kal'tsit intact, with one hand in his pocket and the other holding his favorite pipe. Although he had a stiff metal face, one could clearly feel that he was laughing.

"Are you following me?"

Kal'tsit had an even bigger headache.

"My Lord, you misunderstood. I actually arrived before you." The Tin Man explained, "I followed Mr. Qi Yan to find this place, but it was rare to see a traitor being bullied by Qi Yan, so I was kind enough to do a good deed here, so I hid in the dark and watched the show happily."

"Are you saying that Qi Yan has already found this place?" Kal'tsit's eyes widened slightly, "What did he do here?"

The Tin Man said innocently, "My Lord, I have the courage to follow Qi Yan. He didn't care about me. Do you think I dare to approach and eavesdrop?"

Seeing the Tin Man say this, Kal'tsit did not ask any more questions and turned to look at Holhayya.

"Hey, stop staring at me like that." Holhaiya put his finger on the corner of his mouth and smiled, "I don't mind telling you what Qi Yan talked about with that old guy, but I must admit that I didn't understand many of the topics.

Why don't these guys add annotations to their words, like 'Preservation Project', 'Pre-Civilization', 'Lumberjack', and other such nonsense terms?"

Kal'tsit's face looked gloomy and scary.

Suddenly, the doctor walked past her without saying a word and walked into the door leisurely.

"PhD!"

Kal'tsit was startled and quickly followed.

Inside the door, the doctor didn't even look at Holhaiya. He swept his eyes across the group of sarcophagi in a small area that had just been cleaned, without saying a word.

The spherical instrument containing Friston lit up again, and the red light allowed the doctor to see more of the sarcophagus.

"You're here." Friston greeted in the language of prehistoric civilization.

The doctor knew no such language, but he found that he could understand the message.

He was silent for a moment, then spoke hesitantly: "These are..."

"...The language of Terran civilization." Friston sighed and changed the language to Terra's. "Yes, these are your compatriots."

The doctor took a deep breath, his mood obviously low. He lowered his head in silence to pay tribute to these undead souls who were born in the same civilization as himself.

He could feel the thick aura of death in this place; the functions of these sarcophagi had long been lost under the weight of time.

He had woken up from this instrument before, and he knew what lay inside it.

He also knew that his compatriots would never wake up again.

He was in a cemetery.

No one present disturbed the doctor.

It was not until the doctor slowly raised his head that Friston asked:

"Should I call you 'Prophet' or 'Doctor' now?"

"Call me Doctor."

"Please tell me if you have found hope."

"I'm very sorry."

"..."

It was just a silence, but everyone present could feel that as the doctor answered, the last pillar of a building that had already been crumbling under the ravages of time was completely taken away.

A long, somewhat trembling sigh came from the spherical instrument.

Friston could hardly keep calm and asked again:

"So, Doctor, may I ask why you are here?"

"Because Precious asked me to come here. She wants me to make the final decision here."

"Pureseth has already..."

"She has been put in solitary confinement and will not be able to escape from prison for quite some time in the future."

"Why do you allow this to happen?"

"...I was the one who locked her in the Originium."

“Why did you make this decision?”

"…For Terra."

Friston didn't say anything, but the underground space began to tremble because of his trembling mind.