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Time is a wonderful thing. Some people always feel that time passes too slowly, while others feel that time passes too quickly.
It had been six years since the Starry Sky Upper Race descended on Wyft, ending the apocalypse and restoring peace to the earth. It was longer than four years since the apocalypse. However, for a race or nation, the huge trauma brought about by four years was not something that could be healed in six years. Perhaps it would take another six years, or even sixty years.
Two years ago, they received a reply from the Starry Sky Upper Race. A year ago, someone observed a stream of brilliant particles cutting through the darkness above the North Pole. A few months ago, the first beautiful cube appeared in the sight of people looking up at the starry sky. Seven days ago, the news that the Starry Sky Upper Race was about to arrive spread throughout the world.
People walked out of their rebuilt homes, put on their best clothes, dragged their families to the square, climbed to the top of the building, climbed up the mountain, and set up the telescope. With excitement and gratitude, they waited for the arrival of the sacred moment that happened once in a thousand years.
There were still more than thirty hours before the Starry Sky Fleet arrived on the planet, but people had already gathered impatiently in various places, waiting for a long and excited time.
"Father, are the Starry Sky Upper Race also aliens?"
A nine-year-old child born in the apocalypse looked up at his father, who was adjusting the focus of the telescope. He was at the age where he began to learn to think, and his head was filled with many question marks.
"Well, yes." The father touched his head and smiled, as if he was lucky enough to explain to the child, "But they are different from other aliens. They are aliens who came to help us a thousand years ago. They are the Starry Sky Race from which the great Messenger Fang Mingcheng came. They are kind, beautiful, and powerful. They let us escape from the age of ignorance, saved us from the apocalypse, and drove away other evil and cruel aliens."
The child was very familiar with the latter part of the sentence. At school, the teachers had repeated it excitedly over and over again, making him full of anticipation for the Starry Sky Upper Race. He rushed to say, "I know, I know, they are our friends."
The father smiled awkwardly. He knew that the humanoids could not be regarded as friends of the Starry Sky Upper Race because they did not have that qualification. However, even an adult like him could not figure out the complicated relationship, let alone explain it to a nine-year-old child. He nodded and continued to teach the child skillfully, "Yes, they are our teachers. We have to learn from them and work hard to become stronger, understand? So, you must study hard in the future. "
History went through a reincarnation on the scale of a thousand years. The cosmic race that Fang Mingcheng came from came again, but the impact on them was completely different.
Last time, a thousand years ago, it was the end of people's fear of the Cycle of Reincarnation, the desire to be free from ignorance, and the excitement of opening the door to the scientific and industrial era. But this time, the Armageddon Calamity that lasted four years caused people's thoughts to change greatly.
Ever since the revival six years ago, this kind of thought had been increasingly recognized. Everyone seemed to be holding back their energy to study, improve, and struggle hard. For the first time, they tasted the dangers of the starry sky. For a whole four years, it was so bitter and painful. Every day, it was like there was a whip lashing them from behind, making them move forward with all their might. They had an unprecedented desire to become stronger.
In the past six years, they persevered and rebuilt their homes on the ruins, creating countless miracles. The power contained in the blood of the Huo people erupted like a geyser, creating many things that broke the era. Everyone was full of fighting spirit.
Six years of revival, six years of miracles, but they knew that compared to the cosmic race, their achievements were not even a hair on the surface. Even if they were to revive for another sixty years, or have another six hundred years of miracles, the gap between them and the cosmic race would be as huge as the Dark Domain, insurmountable.
The pride and arrogance that they had gradually developed in the thousand years before the arrival of the doomsday were put away. For the first time, they began to seriously examine the gap between themselves and the cosmic race. Because of this, they truly saw the power of the cosmic race that the messenger Fang Mingcheng came from!
This kind of power was enough to destroy them in a second, and it was this kind of power that made them feel grateful.
The nine-year-old child was still very young for a Pygmy's age, but he often began to have all sorts of strange ideas of his own. After his father had taught him, he suddenly asked a question that caught his father off guard, and he did not know how to answer.
"Then why do they want to be friends with us?"
The sudden burst of exclamations from the crowd saved the poor father. In the starry sky, in the telescopes that were climbing high, there was a magnificent starlight that was as bright as a long river. A huge fleet of battleships ejected magnificent and brilliant deceleration "comet tails" in the direction of their planet, appearing in front of the world in an extremely shocking way.
"How many?"
"I'll count!"
"I can't count, there are too many!"
"Look, that's the brightest one!"
"They're slowing down."
"Oh my god, is that the legendary starship …"
…
Magnificent, mighty, huge, spectacular, countless, powerful, advanced … All the highest adjectives were used to describe the alien races that were flying over. Compared to them, the alien fleet that had attacked ten years ago was not even worth mentioning. Whether it was in terms of number, momentum, or the degree of advancement, they were all incomparable.
However, such a fleet, which was extremely small in front of the Starry Sky Upper Race that Fang Mingcheng had come from, was able to defeat them from a distance of more than two light years. If it weren't for the Wyft Company, they would have sunk into the abyss of darkness forever!
To this day, people still "remembered" that the Starry Sky Upper Race had descended on the Wyft Company and only used time and power to end the apocalypse. Many people hadn't seen it with their own eyes, but they were all legendary as if they had seen it with their own eyes.
There were countless versions of the rumor, and each version had a small story about "Des", "Nicar", and "Dunlop". The most legendary version was that the three of them were in a love triangle. Of course, it also involved the secret plot of a descendant of the royal family.
There was also a more popular theory. It was said that "Des" and the others had "sensed" the summons of the Starry Sky Upper Race under the arrangement of Messenger Ma Mingcheng … This theory was obviously planned by someone in secret, but there were still many people who firmly believed it. Otherwise, why would it be the "Wyft Company"?
Regardless of the truth, more people wanted to find the "body" of the Wyft Company. Moreover, every once in a while, someone would announce that they had discovered the "Wyft Company" in a certain place!
The biggest scam came from a winter four years ago. Not only did the person who claimed to have discovered the Wyft Company provide evidence, but he also released the contents of the exchange, causing a sensation. As a result, the new government and government, which had just been rebuilt, sent people there overnight. In the end, they were still deceived.
Only a few people knew that the real Wyft Company was now a corpse, floating in the orbit of the planet's outer space, never leaving.
Des was one of these people. The opportunity six years ago had made him an influential figure. Relying on his original cave forces, Dunlop's good head, and most importantly, following closely in the footsteps of Fang Mingcheng, the emissary who had awakened at that time. He worked hard and did whatever he was told to do … Now, he was actually able to stand behind Fang Mingcheng and the other heavyweights, welcoming the arrival of the Starry Sky Upper Race together.
The huge spaceship dock was built two years ago. Today, all the prominent figures were here. At the front of the queue, apart from Fang Mingcheng, the great man of his generation, there was also the Empress from a thousand years ago who had just woken up.
Behind them were some nobles, descendants of emissaries, and surviving nobles. However, compared to before the apocalypse, there were some new nobles from the commoners.
Des was at the back. He was not outstanding, nor was he very close to the front. However, in terms of the power ladder map of the humanoid society, he could already be considered to have made rapid progress. One had to know that many people in front of him had great power in the cave era.
Like everyone else, he also hoped to see the Starry Sky Upper Race again today. It would be best if it was the one from six years ago. If he could say another word to him, it would be even more perfect. However, he knew that it was impossible, so there was no such illusion. Being able to stand here today had already met his expectations.
Not far away from him, and slightly ahead of him, Nika's figure made him sigh. This woman had once again used the descendant of the royal family who was still alive, the current hero of the race, Collimin, who was loved and admired by countless people. She had passed him, the CEO of the "Shanghai Star Group", and stood in front of him.
Today, Collimin would return to the planet with the Starry Sky Race, to his hometown.
Outside, the crowd and banners welcoming him home had already lined up for ten miles to commemorate the ten years he had passed as a humanoid.
^ (To be continued.)
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