Sky Curtain: The Darwin Incident at the outset, the Declaration of the People's League

"But what's the use of feeling bad? Can feeling bad help you escape the cycle of reincarnation?"

"It doesn't matter what, as long as you're happy."

Some people ponder this so-called cycle, while others are more concerned with the technology revealed by the natural disasters along this route.

——Ultraman World——

Mitsuyuki

Father of Ultra stood by the window, looking at the sky.

Behind him, Mother of Ultra walked gently.

"What are you thinking about?" she asked.

Father of Ultra remained silent for a moment.

“I’m thinking,” he said, “about how we should respond if that calamity empire were to come to our universe.”

Indeed, what mattered to him was not the thought-provoking ending, but the technology presented earlier.

Mother of Ultra did not answer.

Because the answer is too obvious.

Unable to cope.

The laws of physics will be altered, and Ultraman's power will vanish. The Space Garrison's defenses will collapse. Countless planets will lose their protection.

“But,” Father of Ultra continued, “you know what, I’m not afraid.”

"why?"

“Because—” he turned around, “the lives we protected, the planets we protected, the stories we protected—they were all real. Even if one day the laws are changed and everything starts over, those things that happened still existed.”

Mother of Ultra looked at him.

"So you will continue to protect me?"

“Yes,” said Father of Ultra, “until the very last moment.”

——Transformers World——

Optimus Prime stared at the sky, his optical lenses gleaming with complex light.

“Modify the laws of physics…” His voice was deep, like the roar of an engine.

Bumblebee stood beside him, emitting a few confused electronic sounds.

“Yes, my friend,” Optimus Prime said. “This means that the tyranny of the Cultural Revolution could turn us Autobots—all the Transformers—into a pile of scrap metal overnight.”

The bumblebee was stunned.

“If they altered the physical properties of metals,” Optimus Prime continued, “they altered the efficiency of energy conversion, they altered—the very foundation of our existence.”

He paused.

"We will die. Not from fighting. We will be—forced to die."

Megatron's projection came from not far away.

"Optimus Prime, are you scared?"

Optimus Prime looked at him.

"I'm thinking."

Megatron snorted coldly: "What's the use of thinking? That Cultural Disaster Empire thinks faster than you. They have billions of brains thinking at the same time."

Optimus Prime remained silent.

Megatron continued, "But you know what, Optimus Prime, I'm not afraid."

"why?"

“Because—” Megatron’s projection flickered, “I am a Decepticon. I don’t need the laws of physics to be on my side. I just need to—live.”

He paused.

"Then, find a way to survive."

Chapter 35 Why is Star Iron compared to Warhammer?

—The Real World—

"It has become a natural disaster..."

While eating snail rice noodles, Bai Jin reminisced about the Stellaris game he used to play.

He bought the game.

We've had our fun.

The only problem is that he doesn't understand how to play.

It was a legitimate copy of the game, but he couldn't find a complete tutorial for beginners no matter what he tried.

It's like Minecraft, Don't Starve, or something.

Although none of the above players had anyone to guide them, they managed to figure out how to play based on their own gaming experience.

But the stars...

He really won't understand how to play this game if he doesn't find a tutorial; even if he does try, he'll just get crushed by those bots.

With no other option, he could only join the Wind Spirit Moon Shadow Sect and learn little by little under the absolute numerical boost, so that he could become invincible.

I'm ashamed to admit it.

When he first started playing, he found the strange-looking aliens disgusting.

So he took the route of the People's Federation.

Through tireless and frugal efforts, they eventually created a star community in the Milky Way, home to over 230 intelligent races and more than 300 genders, where over 150 races could gather together.

Ok.

The kind that belongs exclusively to humankind.

He also heard that a new DLC has been released recently, something like the Beast Plague.

I'll look for some resources later and try to make one to play with.

what?

Why do we need to find resources?

Just kidding, the price of the official DLC is a complete rip-off.

I'll buy the official version of the game, but I'll never buy the official version of his DLC!

But before that...

Bai Jin glanced at the remaining snail rice noodles, which were still more than half full, and silently let out a burp.

Let's find some more food to eat with.

Finish the grain.

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[A World You Absolutely Must Not Travel Through—Honkai: The Star Railway (hereinafter referred to as Honkai Railway)]

When these words appeared, people from countless worlds were stunned for a moment.

A world that can never be traveled through?

You should first tell me how you can time travel!

This is the common question in the minds of countless people right now.

After watching for so long, all they knew was that the sky was showing content from "other worlds," but no one had ever told them—how exactly could they get to those worlds?

Meanwhile, in the world that has been named.

Walter Young was leisurely sipping the new tea he had brought back from the fairy boat, holding a teacup in his hand.

Then he saw the words on the sky.

"puff--"

He sprayed out a mouthful of tea, creating a small rainbow in the carriage.

"Uncle Yang?! What's wrong?"

March 7th was startled and quickly ran over, looking at this usually mature and steady elder with a worried expression.

Xing also turned her head curiously.

"N-nothing, I was just a little surprised."

Walter pulled out a tissue to wipe himself, trying to calm his expression.

But his gaze remained firmly fixed on the sky.

That look in his eyes was so complicated, as if he had seen something he shouldn't have seen.

No way, I've already come all this way, why is the Honkai still chasing me?!

"Indeed, this world should be our world?"

March 7th tilted her head: "But what's that prefix, Honkai?"

Walter: "Anyway, it's not a good thing."

Xing nodded, rarely speaking up: "And the one thing we absolutely cannot travel through... While our world is somewhat similar to the previous ones, it doesn't have to be that bad, does it?"

She paused.

"Isn't the Warhammer type the kind that can't be time-traveled?"

Walter did not answer.

He simply gazed at the sky, his eyes behind his glasses as deep and unfathomable as an abyss.

Because he had a vague premonition.