There can't be a Harvest Moon in the RimWorld.

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The plight of creatures of the same kind evokes a deep sense of compassion in humanity, prompting silent mourning for the native inhabitants of these planets.

Under the gaze of the entire audience, I walked towards the giant tree monster that was still wandering sadly on the battlefield. I instantly activated my charging mode, turned the energy output to the maximum, and rushed in front of this thirty-meter-tall monster, throwing a punch at the giant tree's tripod legs!

Amidst the mournful howl of a giant tree crashing to the ground, and the bizarre sight of wood chips and vines flying everywhere, I strolled back to the Sharp Vision Alliance's territory.

"Instead of expressing condolences, it is better to personally send off enemies who have just competed fairly."

My words echoed across the battlefield.

At this moment, the Reverse Lightning Legion, the 460 Legion, and the mass-produced Ultra Legion of the Sharp Vision Alliance were all present. Gray's tribal legion also joined them on the side, and the firepower positions behind them were clearly visible. A ghost named "Shafulin" became a shadow in everyone's hearts.

From this day forward, whether the grasslands are in chaos or not, it's up to me, Marcus. My strength has transformed from "one of many" to "the only one" capable of crushing any independent force. No matter how stubborn they are, they have to admit that we are a rising new overlord before them!

After the initial excitement, the most terrified were the human alliance members present.

After all, although we are all human, our positions are not the same, and some people come here with ill intentions...

In an instant, everyone's gaze unconsciously turned to me, filled with awe and fear, as they looked at my figure in front of the artillery position. Although I was all alone, I instilled in them a deep and inexplicable fear.

The proud and powerful Royal Knights Guard were all silent at this moment, watching this place with a mixture of longing and resistance.

I saw Baron Frank being helped up and looking here, muttering to himself as he clutched his sleeve, then couldn't help but unbutton a button on his collar, as if something was choking him and making it hard for him to breathe.

"Hmph, so this is... the strength of the 'Ancient' Group..."

The Aim Human Federation made our alliance clear from the beginning, so we are very fortunate to be able to come and inquire about it now.

Their young commander asked, "Is all of this part of your plan? So many powerful weapons, are they just disposable tools?"

He was referring to the row of visibly melted and deformed gun barrels and muzzles. Continuous firing caused high-pressure wear in the barrels, leading to deformation; two drone guns even spontaneously combusted, fortunately without detonating other equipment.

These thousand-year-old molten cannons, under the continuous high temperatures of firing, reached the end of their natural lifespan—a weapon with a shelf life of a thousand years, achieving this is already remarkable.

Dozens of portable reactors were no problem at all. It's probably because energy equipment has a longer warranty period to prevent customers from accidentally growing mushroom clouds in their homes after they've sold it.

I nodded and said, "Lord Shaflin had planned everything long ago, bestowing upon us great weapons! These are not important to us who are pursuing transcendence, because we have long known that the pursuit of external things will eventually come to an end, and the limits of humanity are inevitable. Only by transcending humanity and transcending ourselves can we find the right path!"

What should a normal person do in this situation...?

At this point, all you need to do is smile, right?

But wouldn't just smiling be too monotonous, making others think that I, as a tyrant, have questionable taste?

Should he laugh out loud three times at his subordinates and then say, "Who can kill me?"

Or perhaps he would laugh out loud and say, "I laugh at Zhou Yu's lack of wisdom and Zhuge Liang's lack of strategy!"

Or I could make my performance more dramatic and drill a hole in my temple with my finger?

Mr. Marcus.

Suddenly, a string of text appeared on the sandy ground. This was Sharon Whitestone contacting me using nanobots.

"...You dare to come back? I haven't settled the score with you for the airdrop yet! You said you'd do a precise drop to create excitement, but you weren't planning to kill me to create a spectacle for everyone! You know that wanting to see Gong Li win and wanting to see Trump win are two completely different things!"

[Sorry. However, an emergency logical self-check revealed no language comprehension difficulties, so the problem must lie elsewhere.]

"Don't try to shirk responsibility! I'm an expert in this area!"

To be honest, under my father's influence, I am proficient in installing and uninstalling software such as Ai, Fw, Fl, Br, Ae, Pr, Id, and Ps. I am also an expert in spelling CSS, JavaScript, PHP, ASP, C, C++, C#, Java, Ruby, Perl, Lisp, Python, Objective-C, ActionScript, Pascal, SPSS, and SAS. I am familiar with the power on and off of Windows, Linux, Mac, Android, iOS, and WP systems. It's wishful thinking for an ordinary AI to fool me!

[Calculations show that the distance error just now was due to a slight difference between the gravitational constant set by the gravity tuning device on planet 'Atlas' and the actual gravitational constant of the planet, which likely indicates gravitational interference.]

"...Gravity interference? A trainee is practicing the Star-Absorbing Technique?"

[The cause is unknown. However, after I sent the coordinate correction data again, I found that most of the 139 equipment modules deployed in the space orbit were missing, and the few remaining modules also had error issues, clearly indicating that they were interfered with by an unknown gravitational source during the atmospheric reentry phase.]

"Hmm..." I pondered for a moment, then speculated, "Do you remember Bertholdt saying that the Gravity Group all died before they finished their work? I think it wasn't interference from the gravitational source, but rather that their initial adjustments weren't done properly?"

[Mr. Marcus, during the process of adjusting the airdrop location using the Ecosystem Management System, I attempted to use signal waves to infiltrate the gravity tuning device on Planet 'Atlas'. Based on the current progress of the hacking, the initial gravity adjustment has actually been completed.]

"That's not right. How did the frequent occurrences of earthquakes, volcanoes, and tsunamis in the ecology team's diaries come about?"

Based on the progress documents of the "Binary" project, I can confirm that the gravitational group has completed the adjustment of the planet's gravity, and the most important gravity generator and superheavy matter have been injected into the mantle via magma eruptions.

"Hiss... So they didn't die from excavating ancient caves?"

As soon as I finished speaking, I suddenly remembered that the climate had only just changed a thousand years ago, and the creatures of the previous generation had only just gone underground. There was no reason for it to be so terrifying!

What exactly were those cries they heard?

The reason for the subsequent failure of this plan is unknown. However, after reviewing the logs from the device's operation, I discovered that the planet's moon had incredibly moved a third of its distance closer to the planet in just a few days. And 14 minutes ago, the gravitational readings began to change again...

Before Sharon Whitestone's handwriting had even finished displaying, the jay rushed over in a panic, stepped onto the sand, and suddenly leaped up, hanging around my neck. Then it grabbed my head and twisted it backward, and I even heard an abnormal clicking sound.

"Marcus, stop counting the ants on the ground! Look over there!"

"Aaaaaah, I'm going to die... I can't breathe..."

But when I turned around, I found the entire room in a deathly silence, everyone lowering their guns and gazing into the distance.

The cavern at the foot of Mount Corillo, which had been bombarded and leveled, had sunk into a depression due to the violent explosion and collapse. The hideous monsters were all dead, and the poisonous mist no longer emanated, leaving only a devastated landscape.

But now, on that patch of freshly turned soil, a shimmering, ghostly light suddenly burst into flames, and a mournful and tragic sound emanated from the cave, like a tormented herd of livestock or a helpless, lost beast howling in a heart-wrenching volume.

In an instant, the cave in the ground collapsed again, revealing itself once more. The shrill and terrifying sound became even clearer, as if emanating from the Earth's core and rapidly spreading along the ecliptic, resounding in the ears of everyone on the planet. This time, the sound was desolate and mournful, like a mother who had lost her child, silently cursing the world with her wailing!

The sound so abruptly captivated my senses that only I, standing on high ground, could see a strange planet, defying the laws of sunrise and sunset, slowly revealing its true form from the horizon…

Chapter 531 All You Need Is a Smile

High in the sky, an indescribable haze with a yellowish glow was pressing down!

The surface of the colossal object was a brownish-red color, as if it were rusted, and the densely packed craters and the vast, silent sea appeared in the sky with perfect precision. This scene could kill anyone with megalophobia on the spot.

As darkness engulfed it, this terrifying presence floated lifelessly in the sky, yet it exuded an overwhelming aura, like rolling thunder, dramatically portraying a silent spectacle of destruction.

And everyone could see that what was descending into the sky now was none other than the eerie, blood-yellow moon of this planet!

The gates of hell have been opened!

A demon descended from the sky!

I suddenly remembered the last words in the diary, and the posture of Astra's brother when he died in the myth...

If Astra in mythology represents an exiled ecosystem, then this deity's posture of looking up at the sky is probably not, as Bertholdt speculated, a longing to return to the blue sky, but rather a death from utter despair after an unintentional glance at the heavens...

The purpose of Atlas's words was not to instruct his descendants to seek out resources for construction in interstellar orbit, but to warn them to beware of demons from the heavens!

...I told you Bertholdt's Brownpool tribe didn't have enough elementary school education! There are just too many people slipping through the net of compulsory education on this planet!

I suddenly stood up, the glow of the bronze ring flowing through my entire body, making me the only source of light in the darkness besides the burning gates of hell, as I fought against the gradually approaching darkness.

The scene before me suddenly reminded me of a bizarre dream. As if the dream were becoming reality, I felt that eerie celestial body getting closer and closer, strikingly similar to the terrifying planet I had seen in my dream.

"Don't look at the sky!"

I shouted warnings to those around me, but countless people had already fallen into madness and hallucinations in this horrific scene, weeping and crawling on the ground, slowly losing their breath.

The planet, like a supreme deity, gradually churned with viscous, scarlet waves on its lifeless surface, dispersing an ocean of liquid that had been churning for who knows how long, revealing a pale, luminous substance beneath the surface that formed a gigantic eye-like organ. Its eerie vertical pupil stared motionlessly at the ground, at me…

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"You brat, what have you done to provoke something you shouldn't have again!"

Old Man Hook's voice suddenly rang out, startling me from my daze.

"Why did you say 'again'! I might sue you for defamation!"

When I looked up, the scenery before me had transformed into something beyond human comprehension.

The entire sky was no longer dark; instead, it was ablaze with a layer of dark red flames, resembling the Australian night sky ignited by wildfires.

This sky, devoid of sun, moon, and nebulae, hangs heavy and oppressively over the world, with only a giant eye spanning both ends of the night sky, watching over the world.

But the endless grassland scenery on the ground suddenly disappeared, and the Corillo Mountains vanished without a trace, leaving only a wide river stretching from the foot of the mountain to the horizon.

The river's surface was dark and gloomy, as if the water had absorbed all the light, flowing from an unknown distance and then drifting to an unknown horizon.

The middle section of this river is where I am now setting foot...

After regaining my senses, I instinctively stepped back, only to find that the two-faced figures of Old Man Hooker and Old Man Yorkson were transforming into a phantom that enveloped me, emitting a faint light that isolated me from a strange, lightless world.

"Don't move! This is a near-death dream! If you make a single wrong step here, you'll be completely trapped in the world of the dead and never be able to come back!" Old Man Hook's voice was very cautious.

I asked, "Why is this happening? Is it because of those strange satellites in the sky? This technique of entering an illusion with just a glance..."

I see!

It's Infinite Tsukuyomi!

This was all a conspiracy by the Uchiha clan!

If you keep walking, you'll definitely run into an old man flying a Gundam who'll ask everyone he meets, "Do you like hippos too?"... Pshaw, do you want to dance too?

Old Yorkson's face suddenly changed. "Stop overthinking. Although near-death dreams are different from illusions, they are intricately connected, so I can do my best to help you here. Near-death dreams are a hell filled with the pain of dying beings and their unwillingness to let go of their obsessions..."

"So many people have come here together, does that mean we're all on the verge of death?"

"Yes."

I exclaimed in shock, "How can he pinpoint the exact number of people affected by the spell, yet they're only on the verge of death? What's his motive? To make us feel pain? I don't carry rice!"

Wait a minute! When the whole world is acting strangely, it's very possible that only I am acting strangely. Following this logic, could it be that I'm the only one under the influence of Kotoamatsukami?

The culprit is you—Uchiha Shisui!

"I told you not to overthink it. If you want to understand the situation, take a look at your feet first..."

I looked down and found myself standing on the dark water, the water beneath my feet like black agate, without a single ripple.

There are countless other people around me in a similar situation, all on the same long river, but most of their bodies are submerged in the water, silent and seemingly dead.

The jay closest to me was half-submerged in the black water, slowly sinking, and I couldn't wake it no matter how much I called out.

"What's going on... what is that...?"

As my vision adjusted to the darkness, I was astonished to see countless creatures slowly moving forward beneath the agate-like surface of the water. Some were bipedal dragons, others giant scorpions and turtles, still others poisonous frogs and long snakes, but most striking were towering trees, thirty meters tall, propelling themselves across the land on three legs, drifting aimlessly westward with the river…

"Aren't these... creatures we just wiped out?" I muttered to myself.

Old Yorkson said solemnly, “Yes. This river is the embodiment of the planet's biological consciousness, and water symbolizes the boundary between life and death. I have confirmed that this planet has gradually developed thought and memory over billions of years... She is mourning for the planet's last inhabitants deep within the river…”

I remained silent for a long time before asking, "Is our existence... related to planetary consciousness?"