A Colossus rushes in at the start

Chapter 244 This soldier's contrast is too great

The Behemoth behemoth arrived at its destination planet, near Reka, the home planet of the Ska people.

By using pulse propulsion to change its direction of movement, it cuts its course into an orbit 100,000 kilometers above the Earth's surface on Rayka Star.

Meanwhile, as it orbits Reka, the Behemoth continues to spread bee spores onto Reka in various ways.

In the Ska community, the number of people suffering from memory disorders surged exponentially in just two days.

Regarding the connection between memory impairment and the Babel bee swarm, the Ska people could guess that the Babel bee swarm was behind it, but they were powerless to do anything about it.

The spores from the bee colony infected the brain of the Ska people, an area that cannot be operated on lightly, not to mention that the Ska people themselves did not know which part of the brain was affected.

Having no other choice, the Ska nations had to abandon the surface and the sick Ska, transferring all the healthy Ska to bases deep underground.

As a result, Ska society began to fragment, and the power structure underwent a fundamental change.

Previously, it was a pyramid structure formed by the state's public power; now it is a pyramid structure formed by patients and non-patients. The underground base provides various plans to the surface and is responsible for the command and operation of society, while the memory disorder patients living on the surface provide necessary supplies, industrial products, and so on to the various underground bases.

All the underground military bases of various countries on the planet Reka were on high alert after the Behemoth entered the orbit of its home planet, ready to respond to any possible war.

But what puzzled the various Ska nations was that the spaceship didn't react at all for a whole week.

The spaceship sent by the Babel swarm doesn't seem to be in a hurry to launch a fierce attack on the underground military bases of various countries...

A bustling restaurant, where people served tea and water, chatted about everything under the sun, felt sorrow, and laughed heartily – a microcosm of everyday life, a microcosm of human nature.

"It's over. If this continues, we Ska people are really doomed."

"It's not a big deal for us to have memory disorders, but what about our newborn children? They get this disease at such a young age, they won't be able to learn anything, and they'll just have to live like wild people in the mountains."

Near the gate, a group of Ska people at a table were discussing something. When they came to the Ska people and the alien civilization, the Tower of Babel, one of the people at the table sighed and looked utterly despondent.

The war between the Inska people and the Babel Bee Swarm led to the emergence of memory disorders on the planet Reka, a unique condition that had never appeared in the past.

It's not a big deal that adults' memories stop increasing; these adults know how to earn a living through labor. But it's a very serious problem that children's memories are no longer increasing.

No matter how old a child grows, they can only retain the knowledge and mindset of a child. How can the Ska people survive in this world?

Clearly, they lack the ability.

If the current situation cannot be changed, in the foreseeable future, the Ska civilization on the surface of Reka will face a major regression in its overall development.

The race may still exist, but the civilization on the surface will most likely no longer exist. At that time, the only way to maintain the continuation of civilization will be through underground military bases of various countries.

But such a civilization is meaningless to the Ska people on the ground; their children will become savages on the land, what a tragic fate that will be.

"Say less, trust the government, the government will cure this alien disease." His companion tugged at the man's clothes, telling him to speak quietly.

This only fueled the man's resentment. He said with indignation and disdain, "Ha, believe? All they know is fear and hiding. Expecting them to cure this alien disease is like hoping that aliens will have mercy."

After saying that, the man picked up the glass of wine and downed it in one gulp.

"Hey, who did you just say was scared and who hid? Explain yourself clearly." A Skaman in military uniform walked over. Both the uniform and the weapon in the holster at his waist indicated his identity.

The atmosphere at the table immediately cooled down. The group of Skapers looked at each other, and then someone raised a glass to the other person.

"Sir, please calm down. My friend here has had too much to drink and is starting to talk nonsense. Please don't take it to heart. How about we have a few drinks?"

Don't give me that.

The soldier slapped the glass of wine away, grabbed the Ska man by the collar who had just said "It's over," and demanded menacingly, "What did you mean by that?"

"Am I wrong? If you're so capable, go fight aliens!" The man was still full of resentment despite being grabbed by his tie.

However, the price for this tough stance was a brutal beating from the soldiers.

The soldier, his face contorted with rage, kicked and punched, yelling, "If I can't beat aliens, can't I at least beat you? Who do you think you are?"

Ordinary people are no match for soldiers. Even when the man's companion tried to pull them apart, he was beaten black and blue. The other people in the restaurant wanted to come and stop them, but when they saw the perpetrator's military uniform and sidearm, they all bury their heads in the sand.

Some of these people would occasionally glance at the brutally beaten Skaman with a heavy heart, muttering things like, "Oh well, just bear with it, he won't remember it tomorrow anyway."

"Who's causing trouble?"

A Skater descended the steps of the restaurant. Upon seeing the newcomer, the soldier froze, exclaiming in astonishment, "A Samoan missionary?!"

The soldier instantly lost his arrogance and respectfully saluted the Ska man.

"I didn't know you were here. I'm so sorry to bother you."

The Samoan missionary didn't respond, his gaze sweeping over the chaotic first floor caused by the soldiers' violence. "Give me some face, let's just let it go today. I often come here to drink, and I don't want to ruin the atmosphere."

"Okay."

The soldier bowed and scraped with a smirk, looking every bit like a lackey.

"Let me see you out." Seeing the Samoan missionary about to leave, the soldier hurriedly followed, leaving behind a mess.

The man who had been beaten stood up, looked at the retreating figure of the Samoan missionary, and whispered to his companion, "Who is that Samoan missionary?"

"You didn't recognize that cult uniform? A follower of the Tower of Babel Swarm Cult." his companion said.

Because the Behemoth was located near orbit, it was undoubtedly a good choice to worship the Babel Swarm as a god, based on the idea of ​​"if you can't beat them, join them." As a result, the Babel Swarm Cult, which was never recognized by the Babel Swarm, quickly rose from a new religion to a religion with enormous influence.

Neither the upper nor lower classes of the Ska people were willing to offend this emerging religion.

After all, judging from the likely course of the Civilization War, even a smart Ska could see that the Babel swarm had a very high chance of winning.

The Babel swarm arrived with only one spaceship, forcing the Ska nations to barely maintain their position. What if a whole host of spaceships had arrived?

If the Babel Bee Swarm on Reka Star is offended too badly, it would be equivalent to cutting off the escape route of "surrendering to the Babel Bee Swarm," which is not worth it no matter how you look at it.

(End of this chapter)