The Abyss was a kind of will, an ultimate virus, a kind of destructive tendency that could infect everything.
Not only was it the nemesis of life, but it was also the destroyer of non-life.
Not only would animals and plants mutate and distort under the influence of the Abyss, even the unthinking mountains, rivers, and seas would fall into madness when faced with the Abyss's corruption. When a planet was completely corrupted by the Abyss, its biggest reaction would be self-abuse, extreme self-abuse, to the point where every Masochist would tremble in fear. It would fall into storms, earthquakes, volcanic eruptions, tsunamis, orbital changes, and even people would go crazy like crashing into the sun. The will of destruction would control everything, and even the entire planet would not be spared.
For example, the current Earth Lord in the world of [Revelation of the Academy].
This was something that I finally realized, but why didn't I think of it in the beginning?
Rampaging undead bodies, frequent earthquakes and tsunamis, thunderstorms, typhoons, crazy self-abuse, and the Earth Lord who fell into Masochist mode. Weren't these the living embodiment of the Abyss's corruption?
There were many reasons why I didn't think of this in the beginning. First, it was because I hadn't come into contact with the Abyss for a long time, and I had forgotten about it. Second, the abnormality that the world of [Revelation of the Academy] was currently experiencing was quite different from the normal Abyss infection.
According to the knowledge that Sandora had forcefully instilled in me, if the entire planet fell into a state of frequent disasters under the influence of the Abyss, it could only mean one thing: the infection it suffered had reached its limit.
The so-called limit of infection was a very abstract concept. Describing it required more than three hundred subjects that I had never heard of, and about seven to eight hundred thousand critical values that almost caused me to have a mental breakdown. If anyone had nothing better to do and wanted to be an expert, they could order a set of thirty copies of [Encyclopedia of the Abyss] from the Ministry of Culture of the Empire. But right now, everyone in front of the monitor only needed to know one thing: in this situation, everything was doomed, especially life. If there was life on the surface of the planet, in the first twenty-four hours of the limit of infection, they would completely perish, not even leaving a clump of protein.
However, the situation of the blue planet under our feet was a little strange. It was plagued by frequent disasters, the sky was falling, and the earth was cracking. However, life on the surface of the planet was still alive and kicking. Of course, this was excluding the human race that was almost dead.
There was one more thing that confused me the most. Up until now, the Empire Admiral's incredibly accurate energy-sensing radar still hadn't detected any signs of Chaos energy on "Earth". The entire planet had been tormented to such an extent, but there was still no signs of Chaos energy here?
This was not in line with the Abyss' usual flamboyant personality! They seemed to be the type of creatures that were afraid that others wouldn't know of their arrival. Wherever they went, they would leave a trail of black smoke behind them. They would even want to carve the words "Big Boss was here" on every grass mud horse they passed by. But this time, why didn't we discover any traces of Chaos energy at all?
Today was already the second day since we arrived in this strange world. It was also the second day of the rescue mission for human civilization. How should I put it? The situation wasn't optimistic.
The Empire Fleet had brought hundreds of New Eden Confederation warships, including a large number of human battlecruisers, Proteus aircraft carriers, and Herculus-class transport ships. All of them had landed on Earth. Millions of search teams and hundreds of millions of intelligent probes were searching the entire planet. But after two whole days, the number of human survivors that we had found was less than 270,000.
And they were 270,000 people who were on the verge of death.
I didn't dare to imagine what kind of miserable hell we would have faced if we had arrived in this world two days later.
Was this the fortune or misfortune of humanity? I felt that I was in a mess, just like Prince Hamlet who was researching on life and death in the middle of the night.
However, there was one good thing. As long as the seed existed, civilization wouldn't be considered extinct. Even if it ended up in a completely different state, it would at least stubbornly survive. Perhaps Earth's civilization would come to an end, but human civilization might be able to stand up again. The most important thing for us now was to let those 270,000 human survivors who were trembling in fear, and more than half of them had already gone insane, establish such values. This wasn't going to be easy. I felt that we needed some military priests.
Thus, I missed Liliana who had traveled through time and got lost in some corner. Of course, I missed her naturally dark and wicked ideas. Instead, I missed her petite mouth that could trick Tripitaka into going to the Yi Hong Brothel.
Speaking of which, I wasn't sure if Elder Tang was used to living in the City of Shadows. It was said that on the second day he moved in, he met Lola Stewart who came knocking on his door to sell the Bible. Hopefully, after a clash of views, they wouldn't end up in a bloodbath. I had personally experienced Lola's almost paranoid piety. Eh? Isn't that eternally seventeen year old female bishop the best military priest?
Furthermore, she would definitely like to preach to the 270,000 lambs who had just experienced the destruction of their civilization. This job was low risk and the success rate was high. Furthermore, once it was done, it would be a great achievement. Who knows, it might even allow the Cross Religion to become the religion of a new civilization in the future. That fellow would definitely rush to do it. She didn't want to bring disaster to Elder Tang who was finally able to take a break from his journey to the Western Scriptures.
Since I had nothing better to do, it just so happens that the Emperor's cabin had all sorts of troublesome functions. From a 600-inch holographic projection of Tetris to a fitness equipment that required over a dozen tons of force to pull open, it was all prepared by a bored otaku. One of the functions was to directly connect to the City of Shadows' coordinates teleportation system. It could directly pull the people within the City of Shadows to your side. In the past, I used it to tease Little Bubble, but in the end, I had to spend around two hours to coax the little princess who was scared to tears by me.
"Lola! Lola Stewart! Your boss is in trouble! "
"Ah?" A certain 'young lady' hurriedly exclaimed in shock. I could almost imagine the vixen looking around in a daze after hearing the voice that suddenly resounded in her head. "God-great? Are you the one calling me? Didn't you go to another world? "
"That's why I called you — — Are you free now? There are 270,000 lambs who have lost their way here that require your salvation. Your mission is to convince them that the world is still beautiful and that humanity hasn't gone extinct. "
Lola replied very readily. "Of course, Lola will be at the service of my master at any time …"
"Alright, let the teleportation begin!"
"Teleportation? Ah, wait, I am in the midst of … "
A white light flashed.
What did everyone think of at this moment?
Connecting the words' wait 'and' I am in the midst of 'and the perverted genes in the bones of the masses, I reckon that more than half of you are thinking: Could it be that there will be a beautiful blonde girl soaking in a bathtub without a single strand of hair, or the Archbishop who is covered in Bubbles while humming a tune?
If that's the case, it would be really worth looking forward to — — But regrettably, I am not fated to have such a tacky yet loving scene of certain death …
What appeared in front of me was a … cocoon. To be more precise, it was a huge golden cocoon.
If it wasn't for the pair of feet of a girl and a pair of arms holding a comb, I would have thought that a bunch of Calabash Brothers would be standing there after it broke open — — Speaking of which, Calabash Brothers shouldn't have come out from a cocoon, right?
"What kind of demon is this!"
At the start, I didn't think of how this thing appeared. I even neglected the bare ankles that were almost completely covered at the bottom. Pointing at the cocoon that suddenly appeared in front of me, my first reaction was: Ah? There are still transmigrations here? Could this be a young pet fairy?
"God-great, if you have the time to laugh at your servant, why don't you save me …"
Lola's muffled voice came from the belly of the monster. "I was combing my hair just now …"
Cough cough, in short, a few dozen minutes later.
"Lola, I have something to tell you." After using the strength of two camels and Herculean Herculean Lola's 2.796 cm long Pandora hair, I righteously said, "Your hair really needs to be cut!"
She pretended not to hear me.
Forget it, I no longer had any hope for this Archbishop who was seriously inconsistent with the original work. She might even have come from some sort of secondary setting.
I simply explained the current situation to Lola. Although the other party didn't really understand what Resident Evil and M attributes were, she quickly understood what I meant. "That's it.
Right now, we have already found 270,000 survivors. If there are no accidents, this might even be the sum of all the humans in this world. Furthermore, their conditions are extremely terrible. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that they have a collective mental breakdown. At least half of the people that we found are mentally unstable. All kinds of mental disorders have caused self-harm and mutual harm. There are a lot of refugees who believe that they will suddenly become dead bodies when they are together with so many people. Thus, they are desperately trying to kill the 'unnecessary people' around them. They have no trust in our psionic defensive force field — — Of course, this is also normal. I hope that you can solve this problem, even if it is to temporarily calm them down. I don't wish for my spaceship to become the last mental asylum on Earth. To be honest, I still hope that these last people can personally rebuild their civilization. "
"So that's how it is. I understand now." Lola listened to me quietly. There was a calmness on her face that I had never seen before. Even the faint smile that I called a fox's smile that never disappeared had disappeared. After looking at me silently for a few seconds, this scheming Archbishop suddenly lowered her head and clasped her hands tightly in front of her chest.
"Hm??"
"Just … praying." After a long while, Lola raised her head. "Praying for those who are already dead. Perhaps in your eyes, the living are more important than the dead. But to me, I should at least pray for them. After all, I'm afraid that there is no longer a home for their souls to return to in this world."
I have to admit that this was the first time in my life that I saw sincerity and sorrow in the eyes of this fox-like older 'girl' in front of me.
"Phew. Anyway, it has been hard on you."
All of a sudden, I faintly felt that perhaps this mission wasn't something worth celebrating for Laura at all.
She was a devout believer. No matter how dark her bones were, this was the only thing that couldn't be denied. Even if she was hypocritical, at the very least, she had always followed the teachings of the Church of the Cross.
It was an insult to think that such a person would be happy about the extinction of the human race and a chance for her to preach.
"This is your grace," Lola said calmly. "Seeing that you are working so hard for the sake of strangers in a faraway world, I can't just stand by and watch. So, please bring me to see those pitiful people …"
I brought Lola to the refugee gathering area of the Empire Admiral. Almost half of the refugees had already gathered here and the most troublesome group of people were also there. They were separated by the light barrier and each of them had their own small area. This made these people who suffered from severe crowd phobia feel a little better, but their aggressiveness towards the outside world still existed.
"I want to walk around here and see how they are doing," Lola said softly. "You don't have to worry about my safety. No matter how powerful the humans here are, they won't be able to harm the greatest bishop of England's Puritanism. You just have to prepare some helpers for me, for example, the servants that I left in the Shadow City."
I scratched my head. "I thought you could handle it alone."
Lola said, "Jesus used twelve back then!"
As a Christian, Aunt Lola, you are too swift and fierce.
Following Lola's request, I arranged for a batch of Church of the Cross to be sent over to help. Then, I left the refugee area and hailed a cab back to the command hall. Huh? Speaking of which, why would there be such a suspicious thing as a taxi in my flagship?
Although the main axis of the ship was hundreds of kilometers long and most of the space needed to be teleported to complete the movement within the ship, and occasionally needed to take a single fighter jet to the command center next door for meetings, even a "space battleship logistics department" would have a "city planning and construction department" in a gigantic space fortress. But theoretically speaking, taxis shouldn't appear in such a military ship, right?!
Which unit was the soldier who pulled a taxi to earn money in the Interstellar Coalition Army's flagship … Uhh, alright, probably no one else but Sicarro's Heavy Defense Corps.
"Looks like you're in a bad mood, stupid human." Just as I was fiercely reprimanding the unscrupulous soldier who was pulling a taxi to pass his days in the spaceship, a cold and distant voice suddenly resounded above my head. Just as I raised my head, I saw the mercury lamp descending from the sky before accurately sitting on my shoulder. "I don't like that woman called Laura."
Sigh, for a moment, I was hoping to see some kind of charming scene, but then I realized that there was no need for me to look forward to a doll … Although Rozen's figurines were realistic, I reckon they weren't as wretched as those otaku demons, so the moment I saw a pair of small safety pants, I completely calmed down.
Also, has Mercury Lamp gotten used to sitting on my shoulder? I clearly had to forcibly hold her down in the beginning.
"Lola, indeed, is a very difficult woman to see through. It's normal that you don't like her," I helped to pull Mercury Lamp's slightly wrinkled dress. "But in most cases, she can complete her task very well. As for you, this is the first time I saw you take the initiative to look for me. Should I feel honored?"
"Don't flatter yourself, idiot." The puppet girl raised her head proudly, completely unaware that she had subconsciously placed herself in the position of a doll. "I'm just here to inform you that something very unpleasant has happened."
Something that made Mercury Lamp unhappy?
Sorry, that's too many, because a certain bad-tempered doll most of the time had an unpleasant expression.
"Hey! What's with that rude look in your eyes? "Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!
Mercury Lamp was astonishingly perceptive. She seemed to be getting more and more skilled at slapping my head with her little claws. I didn't know if it was just a misconception, but it seemed like Mercury Lamp had changed greatly from before. Although she still habitually had a scowl on her face, and she would always show a distant and mean attitude towards me, it seemed like she was … acting spoiled to express her dissatisfaction?
What an unconventional method, and I'm afraid even she herself didn't notice it. Well, maybe I was imagining things too much. After all, she was the first person I've ever seen who was impervious to the aura of a stay-at-home dad.
When I saw a certain someone's occasional "I'm really angry" expression, I more or less understood what Mercury Lamp was upset about.
To put it simply, it was the human survivors, a group of survivors that suddenly emerged from the ground.
After the disaster, 99% of the ordinary people on Earth could only helplessly wait for death, but there would never be a lack of "elites" among the human race. Unbeknownst to the ordinary people, some super shelters and special bunkers that were built in a short period of time were activated to protect the so-called "key figures" at the top of human society.
This was understandable. When a race faced the crisis of civilization destruction, using this method to preserve their last hope could even be considered far-sighted. Even Shadora would praise the humans, who had always been "useless" in her eyes, for finally making a commendable choice this time. In fact, when the landing troops discovered the ultimate bunker, many of the survivors in the bunker (most of the people in the bunker had died due to the high density of the people in the bunker or turned into organic fertilizer due to the earthquakes and magma, but a small number of people in the bunker were relatively small, some even had only a few dozen people, and they were located in a superior location, which allowed the people in them to survive the "teleportation infection" and geological disasters) were brought back to the spaceship by the overjoyed marines. Among them were a large number of scientists and scholars. They were the foundation of a civilization, and since most of the survivors we found had mental problems, these healthy people were even more precious.
What Mercury Lamp was unhappy about was the other type of people mixed in with these survivors …
Elites, of course, included many, yes … so-called upper-class people, such as politicians, the rich, the successful, the leaders … Even though politics and money had become useless after the arrival of the apocalypse, these people still had the opportunity to find a way out for themselves in the early stages of the disaster. Thus, they were dug out now and disgusted by Mercury Lamp.
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