I changed the timeline with the game.

Chapter 1177 Entanglement
"So this old man found me."

After all, sister, there's no way you could choose to use Sephiroth's last legacy to protect this completely unfamiliar new civilization.

Although, in retrospect, Earth's civilization has touched upon far too many hidden secrets.

There were so many that it didn't seem like a new civilization at all.

The girl with long, straight black hair, Yifa Yite, remained expressionless.

Old Seren neither refuted nor confirmed this statement; he simply waited until the light from the projection he intended to display gradually stabilized.
He finally sighed:
"I spent nearly six months on this planet trying to uncover more clues about these leads."

But two hundred days later, I finally discovered something even more terrifying than the password itself:
Kill the eggs of the insect swarm.

That is the real crisis lurking on Mars; they are replicating and multiplying at an alarming rate underground.

Even a nascent species that is not yet fully mature can be destructive enough to devour the civilization of an entire galaxy.

I exhausted the last of my psionic abilities to barely seal this nascent swarm of killer insects deep underground in a cave—the very cave where I discovered the password.

However, this seal is not permanent.
As time passes, my psionic energy dissipates, and the seal's power weakens day by day. If the swarm breaks through the seal, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Seren's voice carried a hint of weariness, and the projected light and shadow dimmed slightly.
"That's why I need someone to help me deal with this crisis."

According to Law, if it were you, you most likely wouldn't do this; instead, you would choose to flee, carrying with you the hope of civilization.

After all, with your ability to form groups, you are actually capable of assimilating humans.

I'm sure I'm right.

The old man smiled gently.
"From my perspective, I cannot give an answer as to whether your choice is right or wrong."

In order to transcend the destruction of the era, Cyphers left behind only these three answers, which are even three 'answers' whose authenticity cannot be verified.

Therefore,
Ultimately, I chose Fayit, with whom I had previous contact.

Based on the information I provided, she established a base and set up an outer defense line.

It's not about protecting the code, but about protecting the Earth, and about selecting those qualified to undertake this mission.

But according to Yite, he did not try to make amends:
I don't want to explain too much.

Old man, it's just a choice; there's no right or wrong.

I just regret not locking you away deeper inside, sister.

right now,

You can no longer sever your connection to the Fifth Age.

There was a hint of regret in her voice regarding Justa.

This is why she had some doubts after learning the whole truth, and even decided to abandon most of the plans in Tokyo.

This is why, deep within the subway station covered by the Black Tide, Faistar is so quietly preserved, or even 'guarded' in the fragmented universe on the other side of the Stargate.

Compared to its use by web weavers,

She simply wanted Fausta to watch over everything, just as the Eternal Era had passed.

But unexpectedly:
The fact that Thron's offspring in this civilization had such a profound impact on her was also why she didn't know what to say.

According to Yite, he looked at Su Wen, the only one who still seemed like a normal person:

"The fact that you were able to cross it to get here means that you are qualified to take on this mission."

Then I can unilaterally break my promise to Tokyo and those people.

For this,

Old Thrallun remained noncommittal.

His gaze slowly swept over Su Wen, Fausta, and Natsume Chie, his tone carrying a final instruction.

"Chie, I'm sorry I didn't use my last bit of power to protect your grandmother."

I want to save her.

But I can't say it, I'm afraid the memes brought about by the information will hurt you.

That wasn't what she wanted.

Seren's voice softened, and his once sharp eyes were now filled with tenderness. "My time is running out. Once the seal breaks, it will be too late."

But that's not now.

At this point, Seren's projection stretched out his hand, and a faint but stable pale blue light appeared in his palm. The light showed the approximate location of the seal, rather than the outline of the code.
"Chie, there's one last thing I haven't said yet."

I was fortunate enough to meet your grandmother, and whenever I recall the time I spent with her, it is the warmest memory I have spanned millions of years.

As life forms compiled by Sephiroth, our origins are actually quite similar to the source of destruction in the Fourth Age.
Therefore,
In fact, the proportion of emotion in our civilization is very weak.

This may be why the Forsta clustering mindset has been able to endure.

Without the intervention of variables, thought processes are more like a piece of code to us.

after all,

I was originally born from data.

But I'm a weirdo; I left the Great Library with him as his data assistant.

Until I adapted to Earth's civilization, I also learned what 'love' is.

I actually wanted to watch you grow up, to see you live a peaceful and smooth life, but she has waited for me for too long…

now,

Hearing the story he had never told him before,

Natsume Chie remained silent.

Tears flowed down my face.

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at the same time,

After making its decision, the data was sent directly back to Mars.

The holographic projection on the bridge, which had been silent in a distant star system, lit up instantly, and even the gloomy face of Erich Walker, the head of the Les Einstein Corporation, appeared in it.

Behind him was a huge screen filled with data on instability in multiple regions of the Earth.

Even the most crucial data is the real-time casualty data of the Martian battlefield that is displayed on the screen.

"Residual data was transmitted back,"
The success rate of swarm gene research projects has dropped to 3%.

Seeing this data,

Ehrlich's voice was filled with suppressed anger, but his gaze was precisely locked onto the other end of the holographic projection.

That was his behind-the-scenes collaborator in Tokyo, Masahiro Fujiwara, who suddenly connected to the communication network:
"Fujiwara,
What happened to your promise of 'controlled erasure'?

Now not only has the Tokyo Metropolitan Government's plan been wasted, but our cyborg forces deployed on Mars have been almost completely wiped out. How do you plan to explain this to the Council?

The holographic projection then split into a third image.

Richard Hall, the representative from Washington, sat upright, his fingertips tapping the table, his tone icy:
"Now is not the time to hold Fujiwara accountable."

Ehrlich,
The fact that Les Einton's cyborgs were controlled by Fayit is itself a technological loophole on your part.

There are voices within Congress that want to get rid of you.

If it weren't for the fact that the current president and I felt there was still a chance to make use of you bunch of trash, do you think you'd have the opportunity to have this conversation with me right now?

And you,
Fujiwara,

Tokyo's push for this Mars mission is simply a ploy to monopolize interstellar transmission technology; don't think we don't know that.

Hearing him say this,

Masahiro Fujiwara's figure swayed slightly in the holographic projection.

His aged face was covered with wrinkles, and he held an unlit washi cigarette between his fingers. His voice carried a barely perceptible weariness.
"I am not only in it for profit."

Hall, Director; Ehrlich,

Only Natsume Seren, he is a close friend I've known for thirty years.

(End of this chapter)