Huddling together in the face of disaster was an instinct that existed since the beginning of primitive society.
Invincible beasts, savage and bloodthirsty cannibal tribes, even flash floods, earthquakes, plague locusts … No matter what kind of disaster, as long as civilization still had a pulse, then the people who survived would be able to dig out the remaining spark from the previous failure.
It was just as Kelvin thought.
When the video in front of Tiangong City Station was made public, the figure that was not burly, but more majestic than anyone else naturally became a god of the new century and was worshipped by "believers" from different countries around the world in different languages.
His language was remembered.
His thoughts were catalogued.
His glorious deeds were written into textbooks.
His portrait became a flag, standing directly above the conference hall of the Earth Defense Alliance Headquarters.
In the not-too-distant future, every major decision of the Earth civilization would start from this place. And the man who once saved the planet would continue to fulfill his glorious mission and protect this place with his gaze. Every committee member would stand here and swear their loyalty to the Alliance and civilization …
Of course, these were all things that would happen in the future or would happen soon.
About a few years ago, he said he wanted to establish the Earth Federation, but a group of "traitors" who ran away from the blue planet refused him.
So now, the Earth Federation was established …
…
Coro City, on the lawn in front of the Presidential Palace.
Calvin stood in front of the podium, raised his head, squinted at the warm sunlight in the air, and opened his speech.
"A painful victory."
"I only use this to evaluate this hard-won Monday."
"Our civilization was supposed to end last Thursday. In fact, I had already arranged the funeral a week ago so that I could make time on the last day."
"On that day, I came to my work as usual. You should know that the name of the place is the Space Command Center, the heart of the Celestial Trade Space Department and the eyes of the Earth Fleet. "
"Surprisingly, many people also chose to sit here at this last moment and wait for the end. I made a cup of coffee for the assistant who had been assisting me all this time, and then I sat in my seat, waiting for the coming barbarians to come and burn our civilization. "
"But at that moment, a beam of light appeared in the distance."
"Of course, that light can't be seen with the naked eye. Our space telescope recorded that moment."
"When disaster strikes, some choose to leave, some choose to stay, some choose to give up, and some choose to carry out their mission to the last moment."
"Their sacrifice is great, it is noble. Our civilization has thus turned over a new page, not come to an end. Here, with the highest respect, is dedicated to those heroes who sacrificed their lives for the great cause. "
The audience burst into thunderous applause.
Everyone looked solemn and excited.
The honor guard played military music, and the soldiers lined up neatly on both sides fired three shots into the air. As the white smoke dissipated, sandalwood coffins were covered with blue alliance flags. Under the escort of the honor guard, they walked across the road in front of the presidential palace and were buried in the newly built Mars colony cemetery.
Of course, it was impossible for the bodies of the heroes to be lying here. The entire Mars had been blasted into a vast asteroid belt. Lying in the wooden coffins under the alliance flag, there were photos, clothes, and medals. These were just the relics of the heroes when they were alive.
The families of the heroes were allowed to come forward and say their final farewell to their deceased loved ones.
Some people bowed their heads in silence, some people shed tears, and some people even couldn't bear the pain of the death of their loved ones and fainted in sadness. Some people knelt down and kissed the wooden coffins, and some people stood at attention in the distance and offered the military salute of the Defense Alliance …
The air was filled with sadness.
But the buds that drilled out of the soil were filled with hope of life.
A woman in a black dress with a veil stood in the crowd, looking at the sandalwood coffins buried in the distance. She bit her lips, and her red eyes seemed to be restraining the sadness that was about to overflow.
"You're here?"
A familiar voice came from behind. The woman turned around, and when she saw the familiar face, she hurriedly looked away. Her lips that had turned white from biting opened and closed slightly, and her voice was a bit sad.
"I just came to see him for the last time. I will leave here tomorrow."
"Don't misunderstand, I don't mean anything else." Xia Shiyu sighed softly and changed to a gentle tone. "I'm just a bit surprised."
The face under the black veil was slightly taken aback.
"Surprised?"
"Mhmm, I didn't expect that guy to be so popular."
When she said this, Xia Shiyu's tone was as if she lost a bet.
Just when Liu Yao was confused about what she wanted to do, Xia Shiyu turned around.
"Come with me. No matter how many times you want to see him for the last time, you shouldn't do it here."
She threw down this sentence and walked to the Luer car on the side of the road.
On the other side of the cemetery, it was also the edge of the crowd.
A pretty figure was also looking at the cemetery with a complicated expression.
"I will not forgive you."
"Never."
"You devil …"
But for some reason, as she said that, tears fell down.
Her shoulders shook, and she sobbed softly. Perhaps she felt that her tears were too ugly, so she raised her hand and wiped the tears. With a hoarse voice because of her choking, she stubbornly added a sentence.
"I, I'm not crying …"
Under a tree not far away, a man with his entire face covered by the shadow of a hood and a woman in a lavender dress stood together. From the beginning of the funeral until now, they didn't say a word. They just stood there and watched quietly.
Finally, the woman broke the silence first.
"Is it fun to attend your own funeral?"
The man smiled and also spoke.
"It's very interesting. In this world, how many people have the opportunity to attend their own funeral?"
"Someone is crying for you."
The man fell into silence.
After a long time, he sighed softly.
"What do you think I should do?"
"Did I hear it wrong? You blew up a planet without saying a word. Such a man with his own mind actually asked me for my opinion. Is the sun going to rise from the west tomorrow? "The woman playfully blinked.
"I'm not kidding."
Jiang Chen looked in a certain direction of the funeral scene with a complicated expression.
"… Well, although I don't know how to help you, but …" Xiaorou put her index finger on her lower lip, and after a moment of serious thought, she suddenly smiled. "But I think, the tears at the funeral, after all, will not lie."
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