Chapter 1175 Legal It
Old-fashioned fluorescent lights hung from the ceiling, their tubes humming with electricity, casting long, dim, warm yellow shadows on the floor.
The wall is fitted with wooden-framed shelves, on which are placed old cassette tapes, yellowed research notes, and several electronic devices with knobs.

Some of the outer casings also bear the logos of Toshiba and Hitachi, clearly indicating that they are products of Japan from the 1980s and 90s.

But compared to that ideal secret Martian base, Chie actually prefers this environment.

or,
Compared to the word 'like', 'familiar' is probably a more appropriate description.

The room doors on both sides of the corridor are sliding wooden lattice doors, some of which are crooked, revealing what's inside:
Some rooms contain old-fashioned desks with typewriters and abacuses on them, the characters on the keyboards already blurred.

Some rooms are laboratories, with instruments connected by thick wires and glass test tubes containing a dark yellow liquid. On the blackboard next to them, complex formulas are written in white chalk, the writing already somewhat faded.

At the end of the corridor, a notice board was covered with yellowed posters featuring celebrities and research slogans from Japan's Showa era. The corners were curled up, and a few withered vines hung from them, as if they were growing out of cracks in the wall.

There was even a photo there of old Seren with some scientists whom Suwen had never met.

Faced with this scene,

The girl gently placed her hand on the yellowed group photo, but because of the spacesuit, she couldn't actually touch it.

The air was filled with a faint smell of coal smoke, ink, and damp mold, creating a unique atmosphere belonging to a bygone era.

Caroline, however, curiously picked up an old cassette tape from the shelf and examined it under the light.

"Japan in the 1980s and 90s?"

Why did Sorren build the base like this?

Su Wen's gaze swept across the surroundings, his eyes filled with thought:

"This should be Mr. Natsume's memories."

He spent the latter half of his life on Earth, a period of great significance to him, which is why he built the base in this way. But given this, it's impossible that he wasn't prepared for the emergence of the Resurrected.

He is not the web weaver still asleep.

"I have no idea,
He is probably more 'human' than I am.

Therefore, it's even harder to guess.

According to Fausta's voice, it slowly rose over the communication channel:
"I just checked the base. The surrounding energy fluctuations are stable, and there are no danger signals."

There is indeed a significant amount of residual Seren's spiritual energy present, so our destination is not in question.

The group continued deeper into the area.

Walking through a corridor covered with a red carpet,
The carpet had faded and turned gray, yet it remained soft. The rooms along the way gradually became more organized, with more modern amenities, but they all retained a Japanese style reminiscent of the 1980s and 90s.

The old-fashioned CRT computer screen, the television with an antenna, the wooden experimental workbench... it's as if time has stood still here for decades.

But the next second,
A static-like pattern flashed across the television screen, which was abnormal.

"It is an energy signal from the mother of the revived, but it is not aggressive."

Caroline's terminal suddenly beeped with a notification.

"She's in the room up ahead."

Thinking of this,

Chie Natsume walked to the only metal door in the room. There was no complicated combination lock on the door, only an old-fashioned knob.

But this scene felt strangely familiar to Su Wen.

After all, this place is exactly the same as the front door of Natsume Chie's old house.

now,

Time seems to echo this.

He never imagined that the Tokyo sinking crisis would even involve Mars.

After all, he's not Elon Musk, and he doesn't have such a strong obsession with Mars Mars.

Even the idea that Natsume Chie was the real key to this story was only a guess, but now, the answer is self-evident.

instantly,

Countless descriptions belonging to the system also slowly emerged:

【Dear Chief Player】

Congratulations on successfully advancing the key future timeline mission of 'The Soon-to-Sink Tokyo' to the final stage.

[You are about to successfully encounter 'The Third Divine Abomination: Natsume Seren', and you have learned about him and the story of this Resurrected Mars Base.]

[You have completed the latest phase of the mission: The Epitaph That Is Already Clearly Visible] [Mission Objective:]

[One-star (optional mission): Inherit Thrall's plans, or fulfill his last wishes according to your own plan]

[Two stars: Found Sephiroth's log on his research into the source of destruction]

Samsung: Unknown

epitaph?
Does that mean:

This might be the place where Natsume Seren truly departed from the world.

For some reason, he suddenly remembered that Chie had told him before that her memories of her grandfather's death were somewhat hazy.

'Is it a vague ability stemming from psionic traits?'

But while he was deep in thought, the little girl simply turned the knob gently, making the door click open.

The scene inside was indeed no different from her home, except that the space was larger, with an old-fashioned Japanese-style low table in the center and tatami mats around it.

A long-haired figure sat at a low table, her back to the door. Her long black hair fell behind her, and she wore an elegant white kimono, blending perfectly with her surroundings.

Hearing the door open,

The person slowly turned around, revealing a beautiful but expressionless face.

[Authorization:]
[Cifidalos Civilization Rescuer: Fayit]

Su Wen identified the figure in an instant.

But even without seeing the appraisal, he could probably guess the reason, because of Caroline's next sentence:

“This appearance is practically a younger version of you, Asta.”

"Correct."

Justa nodded slowly.

"Because she is my sister,"

Sephiroth's failed 'Project Four'.

This is why I once tacitly approved of her taking away a portion of her consciousness and thoughts to carry out wrong actions.

We have accompanied each other in the spiritual world for countless years.

In the end, it still came to this.

It,

You have crossed the line of civilization.

"Sister, this is Lord Seren's last spiritual territory. I will not take action here."

According to Yite's voice, it was gentle, yet tinged with a hint of melancholy.

"Everything you see,"
All of this is the reality he paved with his psychic powers before his death.

My survival was indeed due to an accident; it was the unexpected recovery of the data stream after the leak of the experimental content of the Seren Project 3 that formed my consciousness.

That's why, despite being a failure, I was able to inherit some of the data sources from previous projects.

Therefore, according to Justa,

I know you have tacitly approved of 'my' actions, but it wasn't just me who pushed things to this point and crossed the line.

I have no choice but to take a more radical approach.

Her gaze fell on Natsume Chie, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes:
"When Lord Seren came to me, he also mentioned his offspring."

But I didn't expect to meet you before my plan was even finished.

Perhaps this is fate.

Although old Saifi never really believed in this term.

after all,

He had once seen that line of text in the long-broken "Inscription of Tomorrow":
There was a 'person' who once changed the predetermined fate of civilization.

(End of this chapter)

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