I changed the timeline with the game.

Chapter 336 Encounter
Su Wen turned around.

His hands were in the top pockets of his windbreaker.

He left the church calmly, leaving only the candlelight gradually brightening beside the red plush bench.
behind him.

The circular ceiling engraved with Callisto Io orbiting Jupiter reflected countless afterimages of history through the fire.

The Great Library records everything.

perhaps.

It should be said that they once recorded everything.

Although the light of the stars cannot penetrate the thick fog of the Lost Sea, it gradually rises in the sculpture of Jupiter and in the flame of the lighthouse.

The system prompt also lights up as expected:
[In-game CG: Jupiter Cathedral - We touch the boundless sea and place our faith in the stars]

[Stored]

His figure in a black windbreaker was imprinted into the moment of that grand civilization milestone.

Time flows forward under the feet of pioneers.

Nelson sat at his desk in front of the window, watching the pure white flames rising from the Jupiter Islands dispersing the ocean where the Wiltings was anchored.

I also quietly understood:
Kevin, he once again did things that were beyond his reach.

Think of this.

He silently wrote the following sentence on the title page of his travel notes about this trip:

[The meaning of travel is that when you tell your story to your children, it is not just about whether you prepared baked potatoes or pasta for dinner ten years ago tonight.

What children want to know more about are the mountains you have walked through and the scenery you have seen.

As for me, the author of the travelogue, Nelson Joel, perhaps the vast world I have seen now is enough to tell my children about as an epic when I am old.

of course.

I am not the protagonist of this story, but I was fortunate enough to witness everything.

I was fortunate enough to witness what a great redemption Kevin-Ed accomplished for human civilization as it moved toward the stars.

That is the galaxy rising from the sea.

From the darkness, it illuminates a whole 'dawn' that could not have been born.

At the moment Nelson wrote this.

The old captain of Wiltings had already passed out drunk on the sofa.

As the deep black tide recedes.

The abandoned workshop area in the Jupiter Islands has gradually returned to its original appearance.

Including Hannah's old beret that she hangs in her small workshop as a souvenir.

Including simple drawings made by displaced children on unpainted brick walls using a few watercolor pens picked up from the garbage dump.

Including the deep-sea elevator buried in the abandoned pile, it was shaking slightly due to the impact of the predator under the sea.

This also includes the gate of NASA that was breached by the Kuroshio pollution, and the red alarm light was still faintly flashing above the door.

And the next second.

The steam iron door, which already had a big hole in it, was slowly pushed open.

Su Wen walked towards where Jiang Menghan was based on the panoramic map data he obtained by hacking into the Jupiter Observatory Research Institute.

at this time.

The black tide still covered everything, and the light from the lighthouse had not yet shone here as he had promised.

After all, now is the time to verify the truth of what Famir said.

He drew his sword gracefully.

A layer of pure white flame suddenly attached to the azure long sword [Io - Pure White Purifying Flame]

the other side.

Jiang Menghan leaned against the ventilation duct, gritted his teeth to endure the pain, and drove the spiritual power from Artemis.

She must contain the Kuroshio pollution within a very small area. Only in this way can she preserve enough combat power to deal with emergencies.

at this time.

The mirror of the pocket watch in her hand cracked into pieces.

Jiang Menghan is actually just a young girl under 20 years old.

But she didn't say a word.

At the moment the mirror cracked.

The large cephalopod floating mutated pollution body that was originally swimming in the black tide seemed to be crazy, waving its tentacles from outside the house and rushing towards the house where she and Famil were. Famil was so scared that he huddled up.

But Jiang Menghan remained calm:

"That cephalopod octopus-like abyssal polluter doesn't look like it has discovered us.

on the contrary."

“Someone is chasing them.

Is it right? "

Before she could finish, a gentle voice that she was very familiar with came from outside the door, completing the final answer.

moment.

An extremely fast sword light burst out, cutting the second-level contaminated body into two parts.

Immediately afterwards, the monster's waving tentacles became stiff in an instant, and were then burned by countless pure white flames.

In the flames.

A handsome young man in a black suit approached her, holding the brim of his hat slightly.

"Feel sorry.

I am late. ”

"how could be."

Jiang Menghan grasped the hand he offered her and jumped down. In this area of purifying flames, the wounds on her body that were eroded by pollution gradually washed away the attachment of the black tide:

"You're early. I can hold on a little longer."

I heard her say stupid things as if she was trying to be brave, but in fact she was just trying to stop herself from worrying about it.

He smiled and ruffled her long hair.

But he didn't refute anything.
"Let's go.

There is probably no better opportunity than now to see the 'experiment' Famire was talking about."

Hear him say that.

Famier, who had been trembling just now, mustered up the courage to follow the two of them and looked towards the door.

Seeing her actions, Su Wen laughed:
"You are so timid that you still want to participate in the journey to explore the Lost Sea."

Comparing Famiel and Hannah, he even found it difficult to tell who was the eldest daughter of the Steel Consortium and who was the daughter of a sailor with the blood of a drifter.

Listen to him.

Famier lowered his head pitifully:

"I'm sorry, both father and you guys actually want to help."

But Jiang Menghan did not blame her:

“If it weren’t for you.

We probably won't have access to NASA's databases, which is an integral part of the plan.

Farmir.

You are probably about the same age as my sister, so don't blame yourself too much.

Compared to the power in your hands, knowledge that is enough to change the times may be more important.

There are no two identical snowflakes in this world.

You shouldn’t follow the path that I, Mr. Kevin, or your father have taken. But if you can continue to move forward with determination, you will definitely see a different future.”

Except Su Wen.

Probably few people know how strong Jiang Menghan's will is beneath her seemingly cold and beautiful appearance.

But he didn't say much.

I just swung my sword to cut off the isolation door that had lost the bite force of the steam core:

"According to the location on the panoramic map, the dark room buried deep underground at the bottom of the institute is most likely the laboratory you mentioned.

As for the third-level NASA manager you fear the most, Simmons-Byron.

He is now dealing with the deep black tide pollution in the core area in order to restart the energy supply system of the entire institute.

You should now be thankful that those abyss polluters are so sensitive to energy sources.

The contamination depth in the core energy supply area is two levels higher than the corridor we are currently passing through.”

(End of this chapter)