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That is the Chinese Embassy.

It stands silently amidst the ruins, its red national flag fluttering in the smoke and dust, standing out conspicuously.

This scene was broadcast live to billions of viewers around the world.

In the days that followed, the belief in Erlang Shen swept the globe, no longer confined to China.

The United States and various European countries hastily assembled their highest-level diplomatic missions.

Their private planes landed at the Capital Airport of China at almost the same time, with a clear objective: to establish some connection with this mysterious and powerful deity.

At a press conference, the spokesperson for the Chinese Ministry of Foreign Affairs responded only calmly to the numerous flashes of light from the cameras.

"The gods have their own will and arrangements, which cannot be driven by worldly politics."

...

The threat of the monsters seemed to have completely disappeared with the end of the Battle of Kyoto.

The shadow that had loomed over us for decades has temporarily dissipated, and human society is restoring order at an astonishing pace.

PPDC's mech program has been suspended indefinitely, citing "the existing threat level has been significantly reduced."

The huge sums of money saved were quickly invested in reconstruction efforts around the world, as well as various aid and cooperation projects with China.

People began to widely believe that with a powerful being like Erlang Shen protecting them, the Earth was safe.

The world seemed to have entered a brand new era, a time of great prosperity.

A few days after the disaster ended.

Bald Eagle Country, National Astronomical Observatory.

Late at night, the only light in the duty room was the faint, cold glow emanating from the monitor screen.

Young astronomer Rosen rubbed his dry eyes as he routinely checked the observation data from the space telescope.

A set of data about Mars' orbit caught his attention.

The data deviated from the expected values ​​by a negligible amount.

"The equipment has malfunctioned again?"

He muttered something to himself and subconsciously marked the abnormal data as "to be reviewed," without paying much attention to it.

After all, such minute perturbations are usually due to instrument errors or interference from the cosmic background.

three days later.

Rosen checked the data again, but his expression gradually changed.

The shift in Mars' orbit has not only not disappeared, but is actually increasing.

This is not an error!

He immediately organized the data and reported it to his superiors.

However, the response he received was, "Young man, this is just a normal deviation. Focus on doing your job well and stop thinking about making a big splash."

His boss's contempt was like a bucket of cold water, extinguishing Rosen's enthusiasm and also igniting his stubbornness.

Late that night, Rosen evaded security patrols and risked sneaking into the National Space Telescope's main control center.

His fingers trembled as he typed the commands, pointing the Hubble Telescope's lens at Mars.

When the high-resolution image was transmitted to the screen, Rosen trembled uncontrollably.

He saw a gigantic blue vortex slowly rotating on the desolate red surface of Mars.

What made his scalp tingle even more was that the images captured by the telescope showed countless bizarre and enormous shadows continuously crawling out of the blue vortex.

These organisms are carrying out some kind of massive construction project on the surface of Mars.

Countless huge components were moved and assembled, and the ground was excavated and transformed.

What are they building?

Rosen's mind went blank; he couldn't guess the purpose of these alien creatures, but he instinctively felt a fear that came from the depths of his soul.

"Di-di-di-di-"

A shrill alarm suddenly sounded.

Rosen's unauthorized actions triggered the security system.

Several strong security guards rushed in and pinned him to the ground.

Rosen was arrested and taken directly to the base's secret interrogation room.

But the news he brought about the anomalies on Mars caused a huge uproar.

The United States urgently contacted political leaders from major countries around the world and initiated a secret meeting.

Soon after, the "Mars Observation Program" was secretly launched.

In an instant, all the world's national-level space telescopes that could be aimed at Mars adjusted their angles, pointing towards that increasingly ominous red planet.

The observations confirmed Rosen's findings, which were even more disturbing than he had described.

Construction on Mars is progressing faster than anyone imagined.

The message began to circulate secretly among the highest decision-making levels in various countries.

To avoid triggering global panic, governments around the world chose to temporarily block the news.

The public was completely unaware of this, still immersed in the post-war reconstruction and the fervor of faith in the gods.

Meanwhile, the suspended PPDC project was quietly restarted without any public announcement.

The dusty, sealed-off base of the machine guns is lit up again, and the Earth Joint Defense Plan enters a state of highest alert.

While world leaders are stepping up preparations for war, they can't help but place their hopes on illusory miracles.

Will that Chinese deity intervene again?

However, accidents always happen unexpectedly.

In an internal work group responsible for coordinating information sharing among countries, a confused technical officer accidentally added the wrong person.

A blogger who was not part of the core decision-making circle but was quite influential was added to this highly confidential group without even realizing it.

Minutes later, a message accompanied by a blurry photo of Mars and screenshots of internal discussions appeared on the world's largest social media platform.

The headline is highly provocative: "Wormholes on Mars! Endless Kaiju! A Pioneer Civilization's Conspiracy!"

The message spread like wildfire.

Within just a few hours, it went viral on the global internet.

The panic that had just subsided among the public has reignited.

People frantically forwarded, commented, and speculated.

"Is this true? Are there wormholes on Mars?"

"It's aliens! The monsters are coming again!"

However, scientists are at a loss when faced with public inquiries and massive amounts of data.

They can confirm that an incredibly large and extremely complex device is being built on Mars.

But what exactly is the purpose of this device? Nobody knows.

Despite employing methods such as energy characteristic analysis, gravitational wave detection, and spectral scanning, its operating principle remains unexplained.

They could be certain of one thing: it was the work of a pioneering civilization, whose scale and technology far surpassed the current level of human technology.

This unknown is more frightening than the known threats.

Moreover, based on the current progress of the project on Mars, the device is expected to be fully completed within a few months.

Upon receiving this news, the nations decided to gather all the powerful weapons currently available to humanity and send them to Mars to stop the project.

However, a harsh reality is before us.

Even the fastest Mars probes take several months to reach Mars orbit.

This means that by the time human weapons arrive, the engineering work on Mars will likely already be completed.

World leaders fell silent. Praying to the gods? This became an option many dared not voice.

As the meeting was about to end, the Chinese representative slowly stood up.

He looked around and spoke calmly.

"Gentlemen, whatever the outcome, we must do our best!"

These words seemed to ignite a subtle emotion.

The meeting room fell into an even deeper silence.

No one refuted it, and no one agreed with it.

Their gazes seemed to pass through the conference room window, directed towards the deep night sky.

That red planet, like a giant, indifferent eye in the universe, is silently watching over the tiny and fearful Earth.

An ominous premonition hung over everyone's heart.

Chapter 171 It doesn't matter! I'll take action!

The surface of Mars underwent an astonishing transformation in just two weeks. The entire planet was transformed into a sophisticated energy conduit, its surface covered in shimmering blue veins, like a giant circuit board.

A towering spire rises into the clouds in its Arctic region, constantly emitting energy pulses into deep space.

The images transmitted back by the space telescope have astonished scientists. The complex energy network far surpasses the level of human technology, and its purpose remains unknown.

"According to calculations, the energy stored in that device is enough to detonate the solar system," an elderly scientist said, his voice trembling.

The discussion lasted for three full days, but ultimately no definitive conclusion was reached. However, a consensus was reached—humanity faces annihilation.

Nations put aside their differences and urgently assembled a "Mars Strike Fleet." This fleet carried the largest nuclear weapons in human history.

"Even with the most advanced ion propulsion technology, it will still take the fleet four months to reach Mars," said the head of NASA, his brow furrowed.

Although the government claims to the public that this is just a "precautionary measure," everyone knows that things are not that simple.