bookbashuk Chapter 50 Smash this ending!
Chapter 50 Smash this ending!
When the light faded, Hoshino didn't even have time to retract her cool pose.
Her left hand was still waving goodbye, and her face wore a confident smile that seemed to say "I have done this well but have not done it well."
After all, anyone who has just saved a race and incidentally destroyed a star god would be a little arrogant.
Even though she's lost her right hand now, and her sleeve is dangling empty, it can't hide the sense of pride she feels.
"That's it, we're safe now."
Mohoshi gave himself a mental thumbs up.
"This place will definitely change drastically when we get back."
"Perhaps when we open our eyes, we will see that envoy with his hundreds of great-grandchildren, holding up a banner to welcome us."
"The banner should also read: 'Warmly welcome the Savior Star to visit and provide guidance.'"
She opened her eyes with anticipation.
then.
The smile froze on his face.
wind.
The dry, gritty wind whistled against my face.
There was no moist air, no seaweed fragrance, and no lively insect chirping.
in front of you.
It was still that same gray, desolate ruin.
Broken walls and ruins, severely weathered stone pillars, and a thick layer of dust on the ground that looks like ashes.
That huge pit, which was once the nest of the mother insect, is still a pit, but it is empty, only deathly silent.
all.
They are exactly the same as before they traveled through time.
"this……"
March 7th rubbed his eyes, somewhat incredulous.
"Did we teleport to the wrong place?"
"Or... has the time not been updated yet?"
Xing frowned, walked to a stone pillar, and reached out to touch the rough weathered marks on it.
Those are marks left by tens of thousands of years of time.
It's so real it's chilling.
"Nothing has changed."
Danheng's voice was deep.
He looked around, tightening his grip on the Cloud-Striking Spear.
"This place... is still the site of Tremy IV."
"It's still that...dead, silent ruin."
Nguyen Mai did not speak.
She just looked down at the notepad in her hand.
The data above has been reset to zero.
The earth-shattering battle just now felt like a dream that never happened.
"That's impossible!"
Hoshino panicked.
She took two steps forward, but stumbled due to her weakness and almost fell.
Fortunately, Xing reacted quickly and caught her.
"I clearly..."
Panting, Hoshino pointed at the deep pit.
"I definitely killed that Procreation Star God!"
"The queen insect is dead too!"
"That messenger...that giant worm, it promised me it would live!"
"It said it would build a big ship, go to space, and see us again!"
Her voice echoed through the empty ruins.
But there was no response.
Only the sound of the wind remains.
"Could it be...?"
Hoshino's heart skipped a beat.
"Could this be what they call...historical rewriting power?"
"No matter how much you struggle, the predetermined ending can't be changed?"
"Then all my lost hand was for nothing?!"
Just then.
A faint light suddenly shone from the center of the ruins.
That was the stone slab they had found before.
That thing covered in messy scratch marks, which was thought to be a Zerg "letter".
Originally, the marks on the wall looked like they were scratched haphazardly by a madman, illogical and full of despair and chaos.
But now.
Those traces have changed.
Golden light seeped from inside the stone slab and flowed along the engravings.
It's as if an unseen hand is rewriting this history.
The messy lines began to recombine, connect, and become orderly.
At last.
It transformed into lines of clear text, imbued with a peculiar rhythm.
That is……
Common language.
Although the handwriting is very clumsy, it looks like a child who has just learned to write carved it stroke by stroke.
But it is indeed a script that they can understand.
"This is……"
Xing was stunned.
She released her grip on Hoshino's hand and slowly walked over.
Hoshi followed.
My heart is beating very fast.
A bad feeling washed over me like a tide.
The light on the stone slab grew brighter and brighter.
The words seemed to come alive, jumping directly into their minds.
Accompanied by that familiar, gentle voice that belonged to Messenger 7582.
To everyone on the Star Train:
By the time you read this letter, many, many years may have passed.
I'm sorry, you all left in such a hurry that I didn't even have time to ask each of your names.
But I still want to call you... partners.
First of all, thank you.
Thank you so much.
If it weren't for you, we would have long since become that demon's food, become part of this ruin.
You gave us the chance to live, and the right to look up at the stars.
The voice paused, seemingly with a hint of a smile.
Also, thank you for showing me so many wonderful things about the world.
[Ariolona's steadfastness in the wind and snow taught me the true meaning of courage.]
The dazzling lights of Luofu Mountain showed me how brilliant civilization can be.
Pinocchio's vibrant dreamscape showed me the limits of imagination.
And then there's Onphalus... those who dared to defy the gods taught me the dignity of life.
We have finally seen traces of other civilizations.
I finally understand how vast and powerful the outside world is.
This makes us...no longer feel alone.
Hoshi stared intently at the stone slab.
My eyes feel a little hot.
"Since you know that... then survive!"
"Survive and prove me right!"
The letter continues.
His voice became somewhat low, carrying a hint of helplessness, but more so a sense of relief.
But... my friends.
Reality is always a bit crueler than dreams.
Although the threat has been eliminated, this planet... is dead.
The reproductive power drained the earth's veins, and the atmosphere dissipated due to the decay of the red dwarf star.
The environment here is no longer suitable for hatching new insect eggs.
We've tried repairing, we've tried modifying.
But we are too insignificant.
Just like you said, some things can't be achieved through hard work alone.
So we built a boat.
Although it was very simple, and although it flew very slowly.
But we set off anyway.
Carrying all the insect eggs, and the last hope of their race, they sailed towards that unknown sea of stars.
We searched the surrounding galaxies for a very, very long time.
[Hundreds of years? Thousands of years?]
I can't remember anymore.
Our lifespan is indeed very long, but it is not unlimited.
We found many planets.
Some were lifeless, devoid even of microorganisms.
Some environments are even worse than our hometown.
[And some... have already developed their own civilizations, but are currently facing a crisis.]
At that time, I thought of you all.
I remember how you traveled through time and sacrificed yourselves to save us.
So...we made our choice.
We did not raid their homes.
Instead, we stayed.
Let's use what little strength we have left to help and protect them.
Just like you did to us.
We helped them repel foreign enemies, helped them rebuild their cities, and helped them improve their soil.
We do everything we can to give them a better life.
We've made a name for ourselves in this galaxy.
They call us... "Gardeners of the Starry Sea."
[This name sounds pretty good, doesn't it?]
The sound grew softer and softer.
Like a candle flame in the wind, it could be extinguished at any moment.
But... we've reached our limit.
[His lifespan has come to an end.]
The insect eggs lost their viability because they failed to hatch for an extended period.
We're leaving.
You're right, we are insignificant.
I wish we could have spent more time together.
You know more about the universe, but it is truly vast, beyond our comprehension.
However, I'm not sad.
【real. 】
Because I know...
After we die, the particles that once made us will return to the universe.
Our matter will form the next star, and perhaps even the next civilization.
We will become part of the universe.
We will become... a beautiful sight in your eyes.
This moment was fleeting, but we were fortunate to have had it.
There are no permanent farewells, so I will not say goodbye here.
On the contrary, I would say...
Let us... meet again among the stars.
I really want to... see those prosperous civilizations again.
Goodbye, friends.
The last word fell.
The light on the stone slab suddenly burst forth.
The words scattered like fireworks, intertwining and recombinating in the air.
At last.
They coalesced into a single image.
That was a photograph.
A photograph that doesn't exist in reality, yet is incredibly clear.
The background is the rooftop of Pinocchio, with shooting stars twinkling in the background.
Star, March 7, Dan Heng, Ruan Mei, Ye Xing.
Everyone was laughing happily, making peace signs at the camera.
And among them.
The insectoid envoy who should have been only half a person's height.
It's awkwardly squeezing into the center position.
Not knowing where to put its six hands, it finally imitated the Seventh of March and made a crooked peace sign.
Those double eyes reflected the lights of the entire Pinocchio complex.
It's shiny and sparkly.
Full of happiness.
pat.
A drop of water hit the ground.
A small cloud of dust was kicked up.
Hoshino lowered her head.
Her bangs covered her eyes.
I can't see their expressions clearly.
Only his left hand remained, clutching the hem of his clothes tightly.
Knuckles turned white from straining.
"fraud."
Her voice was very soft.
It was so light it seemed like it would be blown away by the wind.
"What are you saying goodbye for...?"
"What did you mean by turning into stars...?"
"What are you saying... you're not sad..."
She suddenly raised her head.
Those golden eyes were bloodshot.
Tears streamed down her face, dripping onto the empty sleeve.
"What's this?!"
"What kind of bullshit ending is this?!"
She rushed towards the stone slab, towards the photograph, towards this desolate ruin.
He shouted it out with almost all his might.
"I put my hand in it!"
"I'm risking my life!"
"I even... I was prepared not to come back!"
"And this is what you show me?!"
"Turned into stars? Turned into scenery?"
"What would I do with all that fancy stuff!"
"What I need are living, breathing partners!"
"They're partners you can share happy tea with, complain with, and go on adventures with!"
Hoshi took a step forward.
I wanted to grab that photo that was floating in the air.
They wanted to pull that clumsy, big worm out of there.
But her hand passed through the light and shadow.
They caught nothing.
There was only emptiness.
"I don't want this kind of ending!"
Her voice was hoarse and choked with sobs.
It appears particularly desolate on this barren planet.
"If this is what they call fate..."
"If this is what they call...history revision..."
Hoshi gritted his teeth.
The "End" mark, which had already faded, flickered once more amidst her intense emotional turmoil.
Although very faint.
But it carried a certain...
A resolute madness.
"Then I'd rather..."
"This damned fate..."
"Smash it again!"