After decades of loneliness, Pandora would never allow this to happen.
With the swipe of your fingertips, the data in the file column displays a familiar image.
The team that Pandora joined left the building where it was originally located. According to records, the building seemed to have been judged to be illegally occupied by private individuals. The members of the team also directly announced their disbandment due to various reasons.
Unfortunately, this answer represents a deep despair that is difficult for Pandora to face.
"How is this possible? The paradise that we all protect together...just disappeared?" Pandora grabbed her long black hair with both hands, feeling very depressed.
"Is there really no follow-up?"
Pandora's finger kept crossing the display screen, over and over again.
——Still to no avail.
Pandora thought to herself, no matter what, was she still trapped in the cage of the federal central government? Even if she thought she had escaped from the cage, the territory of the federal central government was marked outside the cage.
Pandora resisted the urge to crush the file column with her hands and left the management center frustrated.
The ever-changing sky also appeared dim as expected, and Pandora seemed to be separated from the world by an indelible film.
"Being burdened with the identity of disaster...are you destined to live a lonely life?"
Pandora was very tired, feeling hopelessly powerless both physically and mentally. Although she had the power to destroy everything, she couldn't even realize a simple wish.
It seems that there is no need to think so much at all, and go through all the trouble to pursue memories from more than fifty years ago.
In the end, I was the only one left alive until the end.
Pandora put on her cloak again and prepared to leave the area. At this time, a small hope finally came.
"You...can't be the stewardess."
Hearing the familiar name called from behind, Pandora turned around excitedly.
Behind her is a middle-aged woman wearing ordinary clothes. The obvious wrinkles on her face and slightly rough hands prove that she has been engaged in high-intensity work.
Pandora said in a low voice: "Well, how do you know the title [Stewardess]?"
In Pandora's past impression, this woman did not exist.
The middle-aged woman replied: "Oh, that title comes from me.
My father who passed away told me before he died that if I have the chance to meet you in the future, I will take good care of you."
"Has he passed away? Time, indeed, will not let go of ordinary human beings. If I had not been so prominent at that time, and was given by the soul of the federal government..." Pandora suddenly realized that the words were inappropriate and quickly stopped herself.
Say, "Sorry, I have been talking to myself just now. Thank you for calling me [stewardess]. Thank you very much."
The middle-aged woman smiled happily and continued: "I can't bear this thank you. If you don't mind, would you like to come to my house and have a chat."
"Well, I'll trouble you then." Pandora smiled and nodded quickly.
Pandora followed the middle-aged woman to a residential unit area, which was basically filled with a large number of cheap commercial houses.
"You don't need to change anything for your shoes, just treat this place as your own home."
When she arrived at home, the middle-aged woman gave Pandora a very warm feeling. This was the first time Pandora had felt this way in recent years.
In recent years, this is the first time Pandora has been invited into someone else's home.
"Well, actually, I don't need to trouble you. I can just say a few words and leave." Pandora looked at the middle-aged woman who was preparing to bring things to entertain the guests and said flattered.
The middle-aged woman had no choice but to put her things back, walked over, and said with a smile: "Then just talk to the [stewardess] directly about the information that happened before."
The middle-aged woman said: "My father was once a member of the federal government and part of the team that opposed the federal government. I heard that he was also the deputy leader of the team. And since the area was re-planned, the team's living space has become smaller and smaller.
As they grew smaller and smaller, the entire team was greatly affected. Until recent decades, they still succumbed to federal pressure, coupled with their old age, so they chose to disband on the spot."
Oh, it's the deputy leader, it turns out to be him.
Pandora asked: "The direct reason for the disbandment of the team should be that the federal government was obstructing it?"
The middle-aged woman thought for a while and replied: "I don't know the specific situation. These are the memories my father told me."
"Well, having these memories is enough. Perhaps only by losing can you learn to cherish." Pandora looked at a family photo on the middle-aged woman's wall.
The man in the middle of that photo is the middle-aged woman’s father.
That is, Pandora's friend from fifty years ago. The smallest character in the picture is a little boy with a cold temperament. Pandora estimates that the little boy is the son of the middle-aged woman and the grandson of her past friend.
Pandora said sincerely: "For someone as approachable as you, your children must be outstanding."
"Excellence is definitely excellent, but it is still a bit too excellent."
"Oh, it's a pity that I can't control my child. He always behaves independently and always does things that are difficult to understand." The middle-aged woman looked very troubled.
"He is a child after all. When he matures a little more, he can become a truly outstanding person." Pandora comforted the middle-aged woman softly.
The middle-aged woman continued: "In recent years, he has entered the establishment of the federal government on his own initiative. The leader there also said that he was interested in his fighting talent, so the guy didn't discuss it with me and just went there alone.
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"With all due respect, can you show me recent photos of your son?" Pandora struggled internally.
The middle-aged woman was not angry and said: "Oh, I almost forgot. You are a member with my father, and his grandson should also be valued by you."
Walking into a room, a middle-aged woman took out an electronic photo album.
"Look, this is my son, his grandson." The middle-aged woman opened the photo album and clicked lightly with her finger.
Pandora's eyes followed the finger's direction and locked onto that area.
"Why is it him!?"
After getting the exact news, Pandora's mind went blank.
The young man in the photo album is the member of the security department who was spared after the last fight with her, [Black Crow].
Pandora wanted to tell the middle-aged woman that she actually knew her son. But she was afraid that what she had done would be revealed and the relationship between the two would become tense, so she fell into a dilemma.
Next, Pandora chatted with the middle-aged woman for a while about her father. The two got along very harmoniously. The middle-aged woman was completely mentally healthy and was not infected by Pandora's temperament.
Before leaving, Pandora confessed to the middle-aged woman: "Actually, I lied to you. My current code name is [Pandora]."
"Actually, I know that. I have read the report on the destruction of the Central Commercial Street." The middle-aged woman said with relief.