Ark, the doctor is going back to the harbor.

The seven brothers in the garden will also help her.

The seventy-seven knights of the garden will also help her.

'Father' will help her this time too.

Ah~ Yes, this is her home, this is her destination, this place is full of endless beauty, kindness, understanding and recognition.

She, Kal'tsit, belonged here.

Despicable, shameless, inferior, and cunning humans have never been her allies.

She needs to protect the land full of suffering.

It shouldn't have to suffer any more.

……

……

Heavy rain.

Big enough to intuitively sense anything unusual.

Through the information collected from the mirror seas in different areas, Wang Fei learned that the entire land of Terra was now shrouded in a seemingly endless rainstorm.

The rain was so heavy that it reminded Wang Fei of the "Carnian Flood Event" on the blue planet.

Its magnitude is so terrifying that it cannot be added.

It also planned almost all of his deployments and arrangements.

A series of projects, including experimental spacecraft, test flights of starships built for the former Rhode Island branch, and launches into orbit, were forced to be interrupted in this earth-shaking rainstorm.

Nothing can take off in this level of heavy rain and strong winds.

Even the Terrans on Terra could not deploy any weapons under this level of rain.

The natural disaster on Terra seemed to have demonstrated its might once again.

Wang Fei felt something was wrong again.

He organized people to enter the mirror seas scattered across Terra to avoid it.

Something is going to happen.

He could feel it very intuitively.

This sudden rainstorm forced Wang Fei to go to Rutland again to meet the administrator.

He needs to get analysis from the administrator.

Is this rain a power left by their civilization, a reaction produced by the Originium itself, or some other power?

The power that once caused the Administrator's civilization to choose to fall into sleep to avoid disaster.

……

……

Rutland.

The rain in the Rutland area was particularly abundant.

The holy city of Lateran was in the grip of severe flooding.

No one is taking care of this matter for the time being.

Perhaps the administrators did not launch a large-scale cleanup operation in Lateran for his sake, but a large number of people still died in Lateran during the operation to retrieve the "Law".

To be more precise, all the 'Sakta' who dared to pick up the gun that day have basically been planted in the fields and become fertilizer for the soil.

Haisi has never eaten humans.

They have always relied on the 'spreading branches' to obtain the nutrients needed to sustain life, and now they have no habit of devouring life.

This resulted in that after this earth-shattering torrential rain fell, the rain, accumulated water and floods turned everything upside down.

A decayed dark red.

The filth from the sewers, land, cemeteries and other areas all came up at this time.

The scene was really tragic.

But it just looks very tragic.

In fact, the number of deaths was only tens of thousands, and this number also includes the internal conflicts in the Lateran.

The administrator might have considered that he had lived on this land for too long and had too many remaining connections with this land. He might even cooperate with the commander. As he did not want to suffer from the commander's possible resistance, he did not launch a large-scale cleansing operation.

The Laterans who laid down their weapons and surrendered and chose not to continue to be hostile to them were basically allowed to continue living.

However, this unexpected rain caused problems with the city's drainage system, making the situation look particularly tragic.

"We should deal with the Rutland issue at least."

The commander met the administrator in the deep space under the Lateran Cathedral. "Death, flooding... these will spread the disease, and it will cause more deaths."

"I've always had them run the city."

The administrator frowned.

She seemed to have been staying in the area where the "Law" existed for a long time and had not left. She had little understanding of the situation in the Holy City of Lateran.

After learning about the current situation of Lateran from the commander, the administrator promised to spare some time to manage Lateran.

She also needs the city to keep operating and provide resources for her subsequent work.

After briefly mentioning the situation in Lateran, the commander mentioned the unprecedented heavy rain in Terra's history.

The administrator is aware of this matter.

Not a natural disaster.

It could be a meteorological anomaly caused by subspace fluctuations.

The stable subspace became turbulent again.

The commander lacked understanding of the subspace of this hardcore, non-otaku-friendly world. After learning that it was a problem they could not solve for the time being, he no longer had the interest to further understand the reasons behind the heavy rain.

It cannot be solved. Solving it requires a lot of resources, power, and energy...so let the administrator figure it out on his own.

His decision was to avoid the disaster by sending his men into the mirror sea as much as possible.

He can also complete subsequent research in the mirror sea.

At worst, we can just throw the mirror sea generating device out of the atmosphere, and then let the starship directly enter the space from the mirror sea.

Silence gradually fell between the two.

The administrator stared at the commander for a long time, and finally asked, "Is the commander leaving?"

"Yes, this can be considered as a farewell to you. I will leave in a while, and I will also hand over to you everything I control in this world."

The commander does not intend to take away anything related to this world. They belong to the pre-Terra civilization and the humans of this world.

Just hand them over to the administrator.

He doesn't need these things either.

He wanted to go back to the port area where he didn't have to do anything and live a life full of otaku atmosphere.

Scientific and technological information, technological creations...these are of no use to him.

The administrator was silent for a while. She moved her lips as if she wanted to say something to keep him, but in the end she just said:

"Then...I wish you all the best, Commander."

The things in this world have nothing to do with the Commander, right?

Their affairs have nothing to do with the commander.

"Then...goodbye, Commander."

"I hope that next time we meet, you can show me the glory of your civilization."

After the final conversation, the commander asked Huang Ji to hand over everything he owned in this hardcore and non-otaku land to the administrator, and then left the Lateran Cathedral, which was used as a research center.

On the way back, a small incident happened.

The power from the Rubik's Cube Spirit made the commander's intuition sense the danger.

He turned his head sharply and looked behind him.

The gun opened fire almost at this moment.

The time around the commander also began to become abnormal due to the effect of the Originium technique.

The team that had been hiding in the Holy City of Lateran chose to attack him.

The water droplets like curtains froze in mid-air, and everything seemed to have come to a standstill.

The water droplets once again fell on the puddles on the ground, splashing ripples that spread out, and everything returned to normal. Instead, the incoming Originium-etched bullets were wiped out.

Mostima appeared in the rain, and the staff holding the giant beast fragment "Time" fell into the water, and he knelt down in front of the commander.

She is going to die.

Wang Fei's power tore her apart, and his magic tore her apart as well.

Wang Fei is the commander of the port. He is the commander who can find his ship girl wife in countless parallel worlds and create a port full of happiness and joy to accompany the girls in the port to live their lives.

He is strong.

He had remembered everything completely, and those forgotten powers had returned to him.

He is not a circus clown like the Stone-Slinging Goblin, who can only throw stones for people to laugh at at critical moments.

"Doctor, why...why...must we become enemies..."

Mostima's eyes dimmed little by little.

She is dead.

The commander just looked at the Lateran building in the distance and informed the yellow chickens of the location of Exia and others.

"Get rid of them."

After he gave the order, he stared at Mostima in silence for a while, sighed softly, reached out to close her eyes, turned around and continued to leave Lateran.

This hardcore, non-otaku world always makes people unhappy.

But it is just so hardcore and not flattering to homebodies.

The world consciousness also decided, as everyone wished, to make this hard-core and unflattering land even more hard-core and unflattering.

He made the final decision.

As everyone wishes, this world will be completely hardcore and not otaku-friendly.

The last interval, the last barrier, disappeared.

The flooding and disasters brought by the heavy rains, the large-scale infectious diseases caused by the disasters and flooding, the despair derived from the disasters and diseases, and the desire for life under the despair...

A new and prosperous rebirth in the sewage.

Grease weaves a layer of silk, mold creates some clouds, flying insects compose music with the buzzing... everything is so full of vitality.

Rutland was actually lucky.

It has the technological protection left over from previous civilizations and the power blessed by administrators, so in the end it is not the first place to be affected.

But other areas are different.

They have nothing, and their work on disaster relief and appeasing the people is messy. Even in chaos and despair, they continue to live their own lives.

Perhaps it was retribution, which allowed them to provide the demons with the final guidance in the physical universe and gain the power of the bodies forged and ordered in the physical universe.

Longmen still looks the same.

The Longmen slums have not changed. Wei Yanwu still manages Longmen in the same way. The gangs manage the slums, and Hei Shan secretly cleans out those infected people who have no money for treatment and are restless.

Now that the disaster has come, it seems more and more chaotic and filled with despair. Wei Yanwu sent out Hei Suo to kill many people, but he was unable to suppress the problem or maintain order.

More disease and more despair are spreading in the slums like a contagion.

The merciful and loving 'God' cannot bear to see this, and neither can its followers.

They had promised their 'father', and their favored little sister, that they would save this land full of suffering.