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The research institute is long gone, leaving only rubble. The roar of machinery has ceased, except for the crackling of the cables.
Swaroka is in the pile of rocks.
He could have blasted through the pile of rocks and climbed out of the ruins, but instead, Schwarzro did not.
Even if I leave here, what can I do?
Centuries of research into stellar cores—all for naught in the end? Researchers working day and night have only been busy doing nothing…
And
Without those researchers, where would I go?
Unbeknownst to Schwarz, centuries of experience had unknowingly given rise to a subtle emotion within him.
Snap! Snap snap...
Suddenly, Schwarzlo heard footsteps.
"What...why is there a robot here?"
A blonde woman appeared before him.
Chapter 91 The Decision to Postpone
The woman looked young, no more than twenty years old.
She was dressed in white, and her long golden hair, like ears of wheat, danced in the wind, reflecting a rainbow of colors in the sunlight.
However, what caught Schwarz's attention the most was the woman's red eyes, which were resolute and courageous, yet contained a calmness beyond her years.
This aura... it feels a lot like that of the great guardian I spoke with the old doctor many years ago.
Schwarzlo was pondering this when he saw the woman begin to lift the rock.
Bah! Bah!
The rocks fell down layer by layer.
Schwarzko's vision immediately broadened further.
Slurp!
The camera rotated, and Schwarzro saw a guard with a gun standing next to the woman.
"Reporting to the Guardian!"
The guard bowed his head respectfully: "This is Dr. Mearsheimer's personal robot bodyguard, which is said to be a prototype that has been preserved since the Great War."
"..."
The young guardian nodded, his fingers resting on his chin, his eyes shifting slightly as if deep in thought.
The guard continued, "It has remained here ever since the doctor and his assistant died, without ever moving an inch."
"Oh I got it."
The woman nodded again, removed her knuckles from her chin, and raised her head.
In an instant, the entire ruins fell silent. The guards stopped speaking, instead taking a few steps back and looking at the guardian.
What a spirited woman!
Schwarzlo's assessment.
Suddenly, the woman raised her arm.
"Start searching! Make sure you find all of the doctor's research findings!"
The guardian's voice was loud and clear.
The armed guards dispersed like a receding tide.
Schwarz heard a clanging and clattering sound, as the ruins of the research institute were like children's building blocks, ready to be moved and played with.
Instruments, notebooks, document bags... everything was piled up haphazardly in the open space in front of him.
In an instant, Schwarzroth felt that something was already gone and would never return.
"Found you, Guardian!"
The guards rushed over, their feet clattering as they stepped over the pile of rubble.
"All the documents are here. And... Guardian, this huge guy... what are we going to do with him?"
The guards stood at attention, panting with excitement.
"Destroying it would be too wasteful."
"That's what the young guardian said."
Her voice was loud and clear, but her eyes were frighteningly calm:
"Find someone to reset its system and move it to the lower level. I heard that the pioneer group is in dire need of robots with self-defense capabilities."
"Yes, my lord."
"I'm sorry, Doctor... but these achievements must be managed by the builders. One day, someone will be able to fulfill your last wishes."
The female guardian raised her head, her eyes coldly fixed on a certain spot.
There was nothing there, only the rising sun rising from the horizon.
Schwarzschild didn't know whether she was looking at the deceased researchers or at a future that seemed to have no end in sight.
……
[Data No. 57614 has finished playing. Data presentation has ended.]
Gurgling, gurgling, gurgling...
Like the receding tide, the vortex of memories slowly dissipates.
Everyone opened their eyes.
Neither the Star Train nor the planet's natives spoke immediately; instead, they looked at each other.
The north wind blew by, rustling and whipping up the snow, which reflected the sun's seven colors.
"Now, the truth is out, isn't it?"
March 7th broke the silence. She peeked around like a puppy, but no one picked up the conversation.
"..."
Bronya pursed her lips, remaining silent. Pera's face was also ashen, as if she had guessed something foul.
"Uh. If you guys don't say what Yingqiu Yi (Seven) said about Master Jiu's father, it makes me look stupid."
On March 7th, he scratched his head.
"say."
March 7th: "...Thank you so much!"
"I think they're looking for a way to destroy the star's core."
Dan Heng crossed his arms and began to speak:
"However, judging from the current situation... they ultimately failed. And..."
Danheng paused for a moment, then turned to look at Bronya:
"We also need to explain why Cocolia's personality suddenly changed so drastically."
"Oh right! Bronya, you must know why, right?"
March 7th, without thinking about the atmosphere, turned his head and looked towards Bronya.
The next second, she saw Bronya biting her lip, her face turning purple, her fists clenched tightly, and her whole body trembling.
Wooah!
Something's definitely wrong with her appearance.
"Bronya? Are you alright? Do you need me to take you to Natasha's place?" March 7th rushed over.
"..."
Bronya remained silent.
However, she was experiencing an internal avalanche.
Mother, why...? Perhaps she didn't know, perhaps she... shouldn't have...
Hill couldn't stand it anymore and was about to say something when Pera reached out and stopped her.
The Iron Guardian Intelligence Officer strode across the snow, step by step, until he reached the side of the future Great Guardian.
Moon = Ripple First Release% Pat!
Pera gently placed her hand on Bronya's shoulder.
She knew better than anyone what Bronya was going through.
Faith shattered?
Open your eyes and rethink the truth?
I've been through all of that too.
However, after fighting with those rioters, I feel much better, so Bronya, you must do your best!
Don't let your inner weakness defeat you!
Pera said nothing, but simply pursed her lips and stood quietly behind Bronya.
The snow-covered ground fell silent.
"...I'm fine, I just...feel a little dizzy."
Bronya raised her head again and smiled at everyone.
"you……"
Pera hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.
No matter how much she tried to disguise it, she could still tell how forced Bronya's smile was.
Spa also noticed something amiss.
No!
Now, everyone's attention, whether it's the train crew or anyone else, is focused on Bronya.
Although she holds a high position of power, she is still just a young girl, and shouldn't be put under pressure in such a short time.
Spall rolled his eyes, snapped his fingers, and said:
“I think... everyone needs time to process this information. We can take a short break and make plans later. Hill, could you please deliver the medication to Natasha's clinic first?”
As soon as he finished speaking, Spah ignored what everyone thought, sat down cross-legged, and conjured up a plate of fried chicken.
"Wow! Pinocchio-style fried chicken? I've been wanting to try it! Mr. Spa, may I have some?"
As soon as the fried chicken came out, March 7th's eyes lit up. Ignoring what others thought, he pounced on it like a puppy.
"Of course I agree..."
Before Spah could finish speaking, he saw Xing rush over, grab a chicken leg, and crunch away as she put it in her mouth.
"Hey! You little brat, don't try to run ahead!"
March 7th raised its eyebrows and started vying with the stars.
In an instant, chaos erupted. Danheng and Clara couldn't sit still any longer and rushed over to break up the fight.
"Don't rush! Don't rush! You'll get a share when you see it!"
Spah raised his hands, chuckled dryly, but a knowing look flashed deep in his eyes.
He shifted his gaze toward Bronya and saw her with her hands on her chest, inhaling and exhaling.
Pera, looking at him, nodded to Spa and smiled in gratitude.
The fight over the chicken legs didn't last long before everyone dispersed.