Mercury Lamp was truly too mischievous. When she discovered that there was a giant statue of me and Sandora in front of the sanctuary's entrance, the first thing she did was to rush up to us and write the words "I was here" on my nose, and "Bubble" on Sandora's chin — it was obvious that our once pure and innocent Water Queen had been led astray by certain people in her family. The first sentence she wrote was very similar to Liliana's style, and the second sentence had something to do with bubbles …
Of course, this wasn't what made me want to laugh or cry. What made me even more confused was that Mercury Lamp still didn't know how to write Chinese characters. She didn't even know how to write the character for "Come to this place", so she used Hanyu Pinyin instead …
Just how dramatic and comical was this? Not only did someone write the words "I was here" on the statue of the head of the Empire, there was even a word written in Hanyu Pinyin!
It was fortunate that the one who did this was the little princess of the Empire. Otherwise, in the eyes of the Emperor and the Shiring Apostles, this definitely wouldn't be a matter of scribbling. They would dare to elevate this matter to the level of the Empire's dignity.
"Flap flap flap —"
After completing her prank, the little doll flapped her wings and flew down from the sky. Then, she sat back on my shoulder as if nothing had happened. She held a marker pen that was a little too big for her and gestured to express her opinion. "This thing is too ugly! A statue that's dozens of meters tall is completely meaningless! "
I really wanted to teach this arrogant and bad-tempered doll a lesson. I wanted to tell her that she should at least occasionally respect her father. Even if it was a good opportunity to teach her a lesson, it would still be fine. But suddenly, I realized that I probably wouldn't have the chance to speak anymore. That was because Shallow Shallow had also run over and was currently focused on carving the Olympic rings on "Sandora's" ankle. Meanwhile, Lin Xue was drawing Fuwa and Ultraman on "my" calf …
"That's why I said that I don't like this kind of city sculpture …"
I wanted to cry but had no tears. I exchanged glances with Shadora, who was equally helpless. Then, I turned to explain to the defeated Bindis, "Not only do I think it's embarrassing, but more importantly, there are always two or three guys in the family who do it …"
"You really have it tough."
Icetis once again realized how deceptive the First Family of the Empire was. She looked at me and sighed from the bottom of her heart.
Chestnut had also lived with us for a long time. At this moment, she was even calmer than Icetis. She stuck out her tongue and pointed at the two gigantic alloy sculptures. "Big Brother, this is to express our gratitude to you. I know that Big Brother doesn't like this kind of thing, but it's still a token of appreciation from everyone."
Of course, I understood this logic, but I just couldn't get used to such a high standard of gratitude. I was a person who was just eating and waiting to die. No matter how great my achievements were in the future, I probably wouldn't be interested in these tens of meters tall sculptures. Just like now, Sandora and my face seemed to have been printed on the currency of many worlds. However, we never intended to throw our sculptures into those worlds. Both Sandora and I thought that it was a huge waste. From a practical point of view, printing our faces on the currency could at least prevent the people from detecting it. But if we put a sculpture that weighed a few tons in the city center, do you expect your face to ward off evil spirits?
"Right now, the protective shield of the sanctuary has not been removed." Chestnut led us into the colony city that was protected by a thick barrier. "But it doesn't have much use anymore. Now, half of the oxygen supply here comes from the outside world. The only function of the protective shield is to adjust the temperature in the city. The nights here are a little cold."
No matter how much construction was done, New Mars still had a drawback compared to the original Earth. It was still a little far from the sun. This long distance meant that Mars received very little sunlight. One of the steps of the ecological reconstruction plan was to adjust the atmosphere of Mars. By changing the thickness and physical properties of the atmosphere, we could increase the temperature of Mars. Currently, there were some initial results in the temperature increase. The vegetation in the northern hemisphere was the most obvious example. But overall, the nights on this planet were still a little cold.
Because of this, the transparent protective shield above the sanctuary was still there. People needed it to maintain the temperature of the city.
"If that's the case, the ecological dome should have the same problem, right?" The big sister said worriedly. "There are twenty-two other temporary city-states. I'm afraid the engineering team won't be able to build an ecological dome as complete as the sanctuary in a short period of time."
Sandora nodded, but she wasn't too worried. "There will definitely be some inconveniences in the beginning, but they should learn to overcome it themselves. The low temperature at night won't be too severe. If we can't even plan for such a small matter for them, I'm afraid they will never learn how to survive in this new world."
I thought about it, and it made sense. Although the living environment on the transport ship was good enough, and we could directly build a large number of well-equipped ecological domes for the immigrants, they couldn't stay in a greenhouse forever. This new world needed them to explore on their own. At least, this kind of exploration was necessary without endangering their lives.
"Speaking of which, isn't there something that the people in the sanctuary are worried about?" Looking at the futuristic shops and neat residential areas on both sides of the road, I suddenly thought of something. "There are hundreds of thousands of residents in the sanctuary, but there are 450 million immigrants from the ruined world. No matter how much the residents of the sanctuary understand this world, and the new immigrants are unfamiliar with it, such a huge difference in numbers would cause the new immigrants to become the dominant tribe in this world in a short period of time, right? The residents of the sanctuary will suddenly turn from the only intelligent creatures in the world to a minority with a small population. Aren't they afraid that they will be assimilated in a short period of time? "
Chestnut obviously hadn't thought of this either. She was stunned for a moment when she heard my question. However, Sandora thought for a moment and came up with an answer. She rushed to answer first. "They don't need to worry about this.
Regardless of the residents of the sanctuary or the new immigrants, they are all under the complete rule of the Empire. This world belongs to the sanctuary and the new immigrants, but at the end of the day, it belongs to the Empire … Hmm? Ah Jun, your expression is so strange. "
I replied, "… It's nothing. I thought that you were going to say that it belongs to the Koreans …"
Sandora: "…"
"I understand what Sandora is trying to say." My elder sister coughed dryly and interrupted my wandering thoughts. "In a situation where all the resources for survival are provided by the Empire, there is no territorial dispute between the residents of the sanctuary and the new immigrants. Neither of them will snatch the other's resources for survival. Even if they wanted to, they wouldn't be able to — there is an absolute power watching over them. Furthermore, the universe is so vast that there is almost unlimited living space for the two tribes. With the guidance of the Xiling Empire, the living space is almost prepared for every intelligent race under the Empire. As long as they need it, they can get it at any time. Under such a situation, who would care about the occupation of a planet? "
"As for the population ratio, there is no need to even think about it." Sandora continued. "The population ratio between the vassal races of the Empire has always been huge. Apart from the two tribes here, the Vidis Elves, who have the smallest population among the vassal races, only have a population of ten million. The human population of the New Eden Federation is almost a hundred million times that of the Vidis Elves … The situation here is just two tribes with a huge population difference living on the same planet."
It was said that people with high intelligence would always give people a lot of pressure. My elder sister and Sandora had analyzed so many things in such a short period of time, while I was still confused at the start. In comparison, I suddenly felt a lot of pressure. Thus, I quickly took out Jingle from my pocket and stared at the little one for a while. Looking at the silly and confused expression of the little one in my hand, I instantly felt more balanced.
The sanctuary was huge, but fortunately, it was neatly planned and the traffic was clear at a glance. As long as I found the map on the information terminal by the road, I basically didn't have to worry about getting lost. Now, we were walking on the road leading to the inner ring of this huge city. The commercial centers on both sides of the road and the floating screens with colorful words made me feel that this was not a post-apocalyptic world, but a bustling city of the near future. If we had to find something related to the 'post-apocalyptic', it would probably be the pedestrians everywhere and the vehicles on the streets that looked exactly the same. Because there were so many things waiting to be done, everyone was working hard. Because the basic industries had yet to recover, the vehicles had yet to be updated. Apart from that, if we looked closely, we would also notice that the advertising walls on both sides of the street did not have much commercial content. Sixty percent of the content they displayed was related to the Martian ecology project, and some were calling for more technical personnel to join the ecology control center and various field work teams.
Perhaps we could discover something related to the current situation on Mars. The signs were on the faces of the passersby: although most of the residents were in a hurry and looked tired, it was not difficult to see the sparkle in their eyes. While they did not have much of a cheerful temperament, they did not have any frowns either. On the large billboards at the end of the long street, the sharp strokes of the Empire text and the common language of the sanctuary alternated to show the news of the new immigrants coming to Mars. The news was illustrated and accompanied by the footage of the giant transport ships landing at several other locations on Mars. Many of the pedestrians stopped to watch the billboards with relaxed expressions, and of course, there were also solemn expressions as they discussed quietly with the people around them. Overall, no one expressed dissatisfaction or rejection towards the arrival of these new neighbors. It seemed that the managers of the sanctuary were very good at guiding the citizens' emotions, or the citizens at the bottom of the hierarchy would not be so calm about such shocking news.
As we passed by the crowd gathered under the billboards, their whispered discussions reached our ears.
"Ah, it seems that they really came. Today, they suddenly said that more than 400 million people are going to settle on this planet. I thought it was a joke."
"… I heard that their world was destroyed for hundreds of thousands of years. These 400 million people persevered in the ruins until the Royal Fleet came to rescue them …"
"Ah?! Is that true? What a terrifying group of people! "
"Don't worry, don't worry. The emperor must have his reasons. No matter what, he won't put a dangerous guy next to us. And on this planet … To be honest, it's more or less a good thing if it can prosper. I feel like I'm reminded of my days on Earth."
"I heard that their nearest settlement is at the dome outside the city. Maybe we can go and take a look? They won't prohibit entry, right? "
Listening to these discussions, Lin Xue lightly touched my arm and said softly, "How is it? Your previous worries were completely unnecessary. "
I smiled and looked around. Suddenly, I noticed a large holographic projection in the distance, so I asked, "Chestnut, what is that?"
"They?" Chestnut looked at the image in the distance and revealed a surprised expression. Then, she thought for a moment and said, "It seems that Komuki-kun mentioned this pair of sisters in his letter. It seems that before the disaster, they were a pair of artists who had just debuted. They barely survived the disaster. After the Sanctuary was built, they went silent for a period of time. But now, they have started singing again. That's all I know."
The gigantic screen in the distance showed a pair of short-haired girls. They had similar appearances and were currently singing in the background of various scenes from the past. The music came from afar and seemed ethereal. This should have been a very normal scene, but for such a pair of young singers to appear in this somewhat depressing Sanctuary was something that caught my attention. I couldn't help but feel a little interested, so I connected to the information link and searched the database for information on this pair of young singers. The results soon came out.
Just as Chestnut had said, this pair of girls were singers before the disaster, but they were very unknown. They were basically the kind of artists who had to pay for their own records and sing in bars to make a living. Their debut, singing, and the first half of their lives were nothing special to write about. Other than becoming the few hundred thousand survivors after the disaster that killed seven billion people, after the Sanctuary was built, the pair of sisters became the caretakers of the plantation, and they continued this job until now. They returned to the stage a few weeks ago. In addition to being the caretakers of the plantation, the two sisters convinced the Sanctuary government to sing the songs they wrote for the citizens of the Sanctuary at a fixed time every day for free. The goal seemed to be to cheer the people up and remind them not to forget everything that happened on Earth in the past. Then, they worked hard to make Mars into a similar home.
"Praiseworthy behavior." Sandora also saw the short information and commented calmly. There weren't many words, but it was enough to show the Queen's recognition of this pair of girls. "But their influence doesn't seem to be as big as expected."
Chestnut thought about it and nodded. "Maybe the daily life of the Sanctuary is too stressful, so people don't have time to listen to them sing."
"No, I think it might be because their singing is really off tune." I listened for a long time and finally came to a conclusion.
Everyone: "…"
Icetis: "Okay, it seems like this is an inspirational story with commendable courage. The two sisters' intentions and wishes are good. But why do I feel like you ruin the atmosphere the moment you open your mouth? "
This time it was my turn: "…"
"No matter what, they've tried very hard." In the end, it was the gentle elder sister who gave a tolerant evaluation. "In this situation, having the heart is the most important thing. However, the strength of the two of them is still a little small, and they don't seem to be suitable for it. Ah Jun, do you think we should do something? "
The elder sister only said it casually, but my heart was already moving. All along, I didn't pay much attention to the situation in the Mars Sanctuary. Maybe the hundreds of thousands of survivors here were insignificant compared to the other vassal races or the races in the Macro World, or maybe it was because the Empire's frontline was always busy, so I didn't have time to care about other things. However, it was an undeniable fact that I neglected these people. Now, I only thought of them when I was settling down the ruins tribe. Because of this, the huge statue they erected in front of the city made me feel even more uncomfortable.
No matter what, this was half of Kuwako's' hometown '. Although I didn't have a strong presence at home, and my position at home had always been that of a nanny and an ordinary person, since Kuwako had called me brother, I should do something.
"Let's use this opportunity to call the whole family over."
I suddenly grinned as I thought of an interesting and good idea. Then, under the puzzled gazes of the people around me, I connected to the Space Administration's information link. If I remembered correctly, that onion warrior was indeed a low-level official of the Space Administration.
The mental connection that was transferred through the Space Administration was quickly connected, and a panicked voice sounded in my head: "Hello? Hello? Is this the answer? This is … "
"Is it Miku? Your eldest brother, eldest sister, second brother, second sister, third sister, third brother, fourth sister … I might have said a few wrong names, but are they at home? "
The other side of the mental connection suddenly went silent for a few seconds, then there was a panicked exclamation: "Wow! It's you … Can you say that again? "
I thought for a while: "… Who was the first person I said?"
Chuyin didn't reply, probably because she couldn't react in time.
"Ahem, anyway, I have a mission for you. It's best if you can get your whole family to come over. It's like this, at the Mars shelter — yes, it's one of the three venues during the Macro World Carnival. You should have been here before. There are some big changes here, the whole planet has become ecological, and there is a new group of residents … That's the situation, I want you to organize a concert … Don't worry, don't worry, that scary 1.1 Miku won't appear, and you don't have to worry about her Three Onion Flow. Speaking of which, have you been practicing the Onion Plucking Technique recently?"
The other side finally couldn't take it anymore and shouted crazily: "How can there be such a technique!"
In the end, this matter was decided. Actually, my thinking was very simple. To motivate humans, the most suitable way was to use an art form that suited their worldview, such as a grand enough celebration that everyone could participate in. In this aspect, Sandora was probably an amateur, but the Chuyin family was definitely a professional: that happy family was born to bring people encouragement.
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