The stars will always dim, and the night will eventually pass.
The golden sun rises slowly from the east, spreading its light and heat to the earth without hesitation. In the wild grassland all over the mountains and plains, fields appear unexpectedly, rows of neat vegetable beds, and individual plants.
Green corn seedlings and soybean seedlings, with crystal dewdrops rolling on the leaves, reflect the hope of birth under the sunlight.
People living in the base called 'home' can see the vibrant scene outside when they open the window. The thriving corn and vegetables make people feel a strong sense of satisfaction, and their lives are full of joy.
With hope, you can look forward to the arrival of the harvest season and then harvest.
People as small as ants are working in the fields, setting their feet carefully for fear of stepping on the lovely crops, removing weeds and pests with quick hands and feet, looking at the lush seedlings with joy, chatting and laughing with the people next to them.
The author has a short family background, and in this apocalyptic world where victims are everywhere, it seems like a paradise, undisturbed by the outside world.
The men are building underground shelters scattered around the base. Industrial robots, shovels, trucks, and carts are mixed together. Machinery and labor are working in parallel, just to dig out one basement after another as quickly as possible, and then put them there.
A large amount of supplies were transported in and stored.
They didn't say how much they would build, and no one asked. In this apocalyptic world, no one would object to too much food and too many places to take refuge. Today's peaceful and peaceful life makes people who have experienced chaos and despair cherish it even more.
And this cherishment turned into hard work, and I did not hesitate to add bricks and tiles to 'home', so that this 'paradise' would become even better.
No one wants to go back to the sewers, no one misses the chaotic days, no one wants to be homeless again, and everyone cherishes the life they have now, so no matter who dares to destroy it all,
They will all gain people’s resentment and anger.
And Makoto Chiba, who achieved all this, is taking a group of children to a labor class, that is, picking green vegetables in the vegetable field. While picking, he tells the children what vegetables they are, how they are grown, and how they should be grown.
How to pick the rhizome without damaging it?
The children nodded in understanding, listened carefully, and imitated Chiba Makoto, clumsily picking vegetables. Risa followed, correcting the children's wrong picking methods from time to time. The two adults led
A group of children quickly completed the work of picking vegetables for today’s lunch and walked back with the children.
Along the way are fields that have been cultivated by hard work, and the area has expanded to more than ten times the size of the base. When the working people saw them, they stood up one after another, greeted Chiba Makoto enthusiastically, and sincerely thanked him for the good things he brought to everyone.
Life, and Chiba Makoto also smiled back and told everyone that lunch was very rich.
Everything is so harmonious, everything is so beautiful, everything is so full of hope, just like a light bulb in the dark night. Although it cannot bring daylight back to the earth, it can make people keep a trace of it in their hearts.
hope, so as not to fall completely into despair.
The Baxter people who looked far away in the cold universe were all 'moved', clapped their hands and exclaimed: "He is truly worthy of being Ultraman, the savior of mankind. The earth has become like this, and he can lead mankind out of despair and be full of hope."
The hope of living is really...it is so touching."
The Baite people really admired this Ultraman. In just two or three months, he led the people in the abyss of despair to build houses and open up acres and acres of fields, becoming
A warm home, if you think about it, the Baxter people themselves are not sure that they can lead these people to such a degree.
This is probably the 'racial' talent. Ultraman has an inexplicable affinity. The darker the moment, the more people trust him, and he has enough patience. The most important thing is to sincerely protect these weak lives, and
This is the most difficult quality to maintain after having great power.
"I've been in my territory for so long, it's time to say hello to you," the Baxter man waved his right arm vigorously, pointed his index finger at the northeast corner of the room, and shouted: "Come out, Space Dinosaur Jayden!"<
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Following his voice, the floor in that direction opened, revealing a circle with a diameter of thirty meters, and then a cylinder with a glass outer layer and a metal inner layer rose from it, and then a metal sleeve as smooth as a mirror fell.
, revealing Jayden with one hand hanging on both sides of his body, standing motionless, even the luminous body in the middle of his chest and face was dim, like a dead thing.
"Activate Jayton!" Following the Baxter's command, the bottom of the cylinder lit up with energy. Endless energy poured into Jayton's body along the pipeline, making the two holes on Jayton's chest glow.
The body gradually lit up, and the elongated luminous body in the middle of the back face was also lit up and began to flash up and down.
The Baxter star looked at Jayton carefully, nodded with satisfaction, and said: "Go, Jayton!"
Jayton, who had been motionless since his appearance, raised his arms and made a sound that seemed to be slowed down: 'Beep, beep, beep...Jayton...' and then his figure flashed,
It disappeared unexpectedly, but the Baxter people were not surprised. They turned around and focused their attention on the holographic projection screen in front of them again. It was a stretch of continuous mountains, with a holographic projection placed on the top of each mountain.
This huge instrument shines silver in the sun, but what flows out is an unknown mist as dark as ink.
At this time, the vegetation is flourishing, but there is no greenery in this area. Not to mention the lush trees, not even a single blade of grass can be seen. It is in sharp contrast to the green vegetation all over the mountains and plains in the far distance, as if
This is a restricted area of life.
The dead mountains are not the color of bare rocks, but light black. When you look closely, you find that this black is actually flowing black 'mist', flowing out from the instruments set up on the top of the mountain, as if being affected by it.
It has a general attraction and rushes toward the center, making the black mist at the center so dense that it almost condenses into a liquid state. Only a few clusters of orange luminous objects can be vaguely seen inside.
Star Baxter's eyes were fixed on the 'dark area' on the holographic projection screen, and he kept repeating: "Quick, quick, we will succeed soon."
He invested all his wealth, spent a lot of time, experienced repeated failures, traveled through different universes, and captured monsters one after another. After countless hardships and hardships, he is finally about to succeed. Baxter Starman
I firmly believe that he will shock the entire universe, no, he will dominate the multiverse.