from Xingyuan

Chapter 1078 [Interlude] Earth Line: Leading to the Ending of [Dragon]
Cold snow, stuffy workshop, and no hope for the future.

She never thought how long this scene would last, but this was the most normal life that young Rednia could experience.

The winter in Haines was very cold. The flimsy shed was not much better than a piece of paper in the temperature of more than 100 degrees below zero. Since she had acquired the ability to remember in that life, Rednia's understanding of the human world was only three words:
Hungry, cold, depressed.

Long-term hunger caused her and her younger siblings to suffer from severe developmental delays, underweight, and malnutrition. Although they were tall, they were as thin as sticks. Sometimes from a distance they looked like skeletons. Insufficient carbohydrate intake meant that these three sisters and brothers never had a bright future.

Later, she entered the factory as a child laborer and lost a leg in an accident. Rednia's understanding of the world was reduced to one word:

poverty.

Not long after she realized this, she had her own awakening.

It should be said that fate always likes to create some humorous plots with unclear meanings.

As long as you are willing to suffer, there will be endless suffering. But if you resist angrily, people will be willing to let you suffer less, either by ending your suffering physically or by forcing them to stop oppressing you due to your tyranny.

Looking back on the history of her life, Rednia also deeply agrees with this point.

From a grand narrative perspective, she was naturally selected and accepted to become the Speaker of the Secret Society after she met the requirements for taking office.

However, the premise of this is that after being defeated by Leviathan, the three destroyers, including Leviathan, allowed Gaia to take the opportunity to reap the spoils and surrender, thus becoming one of the secret forces.

In countless generations before Rednia, there were countless 'Reds' who had gone through countless eras, allowing her to reach this point.

In other words, the child worker Rednia had died in the snowy night in the Haynes factory long ago. Since then, the only one who has been alive has been the secret Speaker Red King, the successor of Leviathandar.

No success comes by chance, everything is destined.

Being in the Xingyuan system, one will naturally be bound by fate.

No matter who it is.

Once upon a time, as the speaker, Redonia had only fear and dread of Leoz, the ruler of Haines. This cruel butcher and dictator had thwarted almost all secret infiltrations in the past years, repeatedly repelled the invasion of the earthlings, and even indirectly took the lives of her important people. Redonia was not even qualified to feel fear of him.

But when the battle of Haines ended, when she really saw Leoz's face, she couldn't help but feel... should she say shocked?
So ordinary, so common, so featureless.

——Just like her.

If there were no external conditions, there would probably be no difference between himself and Leoz, both of us being cannon fodder mortals buried in the grand narrative of Star Abyss-Earth.

Whether it was her or Leoz, everything seemed to constantly confirm Leanding's point of view: in the Star Abyss, only class and death are insurmountable.

Because of this realization, Rednia had already given up all boring pursuits.

Victory for the Earth? Peace for the Star Abyss?
So what?
The more you understand reality, the more you can feel the insignificance of individuals in the grand narrative. If you put the father of a family and the son loved by his mother on the scale of the universe, there is no essential difference between them and a speck of dust.

But what exactly caused the difference between them and this world?

——It’s time.

To be precise, it is whether it can exist permanently and stably in this space and time.

Nothing is absolutely great. After witnessing the end of Leoz, the destruction of Haines, and Gaia's refusal to allow her to be promoted, Rednia became more determined in her pursuit.

Only eternity is the ultimate truth in this world.

So, she usurped the history of [Soul of Plunder], stripped Silverston who had escaped from the battlefield outside the Abyss after the Battle of Haynes, and replaced Him to come to the Abyss.

Here, she got information about narrative civilization. In narrative civilization, even ordinary people can enjoy a nearly endless lifespan.

This is very interesting. She has used all her financial resources to create and operate a business centered on money, desire, and capital. This is a grand dream that belongs to everyone who is full of expectations for money and material things and is willing to accept alienation. When the endless confessions are transmitted to her ears and merge with the history she has plundered, her existence will resonate with it and echo forever among the galaxies.

——However, Rednia suddenly refused this honor.

She realized clearly that this was definitely not the eternity she longed for.

The essence of a grand narrative is that even she, the narrator of the narrative, must devote herself to it, sacrifice her everything, like a martyr, to tell the story perfectly.

The so-called eternal narrative is nothing more than a religious belief or ideology, established in the hearts of countless people who firmly believe in it, becoming a worldview and methodology. As for the narrator himself? He is just a high-level component.

The brain and the soul, which one is the "self"? There is no need to elaborate, right?
After this dream was shattered, Rednia began to try to breed her own offspring, trying to cultivate new Leviathandars through continuous optimization and selection of genes.

However, this plan also failed.

The Destroyer is unique. No matter how many children of the Shining Dragon she raises, those little guys simply do not have the foundation to lead to Leviathandar, not even she herself can do it.

Eternity, after all, seems to be just an illusion, forever unattainable, just like in the abyss of stars, where fate is born with us, and once the amniotic fluid comes out, it is no longer under our control.

Just then, it appeared.

Infinitely evolving, resisting all existences that oppress it, and breaking through all the constraints of the star abyss level without hindrance, the interstellar behemoth - Astrara stands above thousands of worlds, and time and any macro scale cannot measure its existence.

At that moment, Rednia witnessed the destruction of Star Abyss and the Earth with ease. The Creator hidden behind the scenes was ridiculously slaughtered like a child. Even Gaia was helpless against it.

"Yes, this is eternity."

Her understanding was correct!
In this damned Star Abyss-Earth double helix system, there is only one way to break the cage of fate - to survive! To transcend! To eternity!
Only absolute eternity is the ultimate weapon against the world.

And now, who has this power appeared in?
Rednia looked around and saw a familiar figure in the burning blue star core.

——Leoz?

Is this also part of fate?
Rednia couldn't help laughing.

At this moment, she did understand.

Why did Leoz refuse to give up even though Haynes had fallen to this point?

If you continue to pressurize a pressure cooker, the container will eventually collapse and explode. The same goes for a cannon fodder.

He has no name, no identity, no talent, no one loves or protects him. It is precisely because he has nothing that he becomes a "burden" and gives him the purest consciousness of resistance to this world. Only he can become the [Eternal Star God].

In that case, let's continue to make a deal as before.

The existence that Leoz longed for was never eternal. Rather, it was because he was forced to take this path.

And what Rednia, no, Red King longed for was eternity.

"I will help you get everything, and you have to change eternity."

Everyone gets what they need, it's fair.

But any transaction has a price, and one party will always suffer a loss.

If neither of them suffers any loss, then who will suffer the loss?
Rednia didn't care about this.

When she exerted her authority, monopolized the timeline, and invaded history according to her own will, she discovered that with the Creator being killed by Astrara, the history of the Earth and the Star Abyss had partially overlapped.

Some places that have never intersected have resonated because of the long-standing convergence between the Earth and the Star Abyss.

This is not surprising. Many scholars agree that the Earth and the Star Abyss have many things in common. But now it seems that the Earth and the Star Abyss cannot be completely integrated only because both sides are suppressed by their respective creators.

Under such circumstances, Rednia made a decisive choice. She intertwined a small number of historically converging areas and timelines, and outlined and depicted them according to her own ideas.

Some things are too powerful for her to change, but if it is just the overlapping parts - that is what the Earth and Xingyuan are willing to merge with, it is none of their own business.

——People who respect the laws of nature will often receive rewards from nature.

When she put down the last stroke, she looked at her masterpiece with satisfaction, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart:

"In a world like this, even you can get the existence you wish for."

With this thought in mind, Red King raised his foot and stepped into this recast timeline without hesitation.

Now, no matter what the people of Xingyuan and Earth thought of themselves before, they had to admit one thing: Red King had saved their existence in a sense.

As for the purpose, that is no longer something worth thinking about for them.

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1974, North America, Principality of California.

[Outland Society] The erosion of Pergale has swept across the world in the past eight months. First, a meteorite fell from the sky and hit Sydney, Australia.

The splashed fragments were brought to Odessa in the Soviet Union, and the pollution spread from the Black Sea to the entire Mediterranean within 27 hours. The direct problem brought about by the pollution was a complete crop failure in the black soil region, which triggered a surge in international food prices and a global food shortage.

These issues would not have affected isolationist North America.

As the first colonies to gain independence from the empire, the thirteen principalities of North America had already defeated those damn redskin Indian tribes with the funding of the Mexican Empire. Now, with the fertile land of the Great Plains and the customs union, the North American countries will not be affected by the food crisis at all.

Not only that, due to the long-term pursuit of isolationism, North American countries have been strictly controlling the import of immigrants, and even the territory of Alaska was directly sold to the Hudson Bay Company. After the demon planet fell to the ground, this policy directly helped North American countries prevent the import of demon infected people and pollutants.

Perhaps in a few decades, the North American countries will soon be unified into a huge alliance. From then on, people will no longer have to worry about the powerful Mexican Empire in the south. Even the former colonial powers will not be able to stop their rise. One day, North America may even become the hope of the entire earth and a beacon of humanity.

However, the development of the actual situation has far exceeded people's imagination.

Daverson Valentine, the city's garrison bishop of San Francisco, walked anxiously around the militia headquarters with his hands behind his back. Every fifteen minutes, he would ask the priest, "Is the Archduke still not awake?"

And every time, the young priest had to bite the bullet and answer the bearded man: "No, sir. The Duke is still in a coma and has a high fever."

"Oh, God, what should I do?"

Bishop Daverson prayed continuously. He didn't even bother to read the battle reports from the front line. Those things were totally unimportant.

The coastline of Upper California is blocked by the Royal Navy, with escorts rotating around the clock. Lower California in the south is firmly controlled by General Juan of the Mexican Empire, so it is still safe. In addition, oil and food from Texas will arrive tomorrow. As long as the command is proper, this wave of demon invasion will not be a threat at all with the support of 24 professional soldiers and militiamen.

But who knew that at this critical juncture, the Grand Duke of California, the Protector of the West Coast, the Lord of Oregon, the Baron of Berkeley, and the Co-leader of the Nevada and Washington Confederacy - Lord Carvin Newsom, suddenly fainted without warning during lunch.

This is really puzzling, because Grand Duke Cavan Newsom is not one of those useless Yankees in the Thirteen States. His ancestors came from Normandy, which was canonized by the British. His grandfather participated in the naval battle between the Ming Dynasty and the Japanese shogunate. His father was a great leader. During the California War of Independence, he personally killed an earl of England and fought all the way from Portland to Anchorage.

With such a background, how could the Duke, who usually hunts and practices martial arts and takes good care of his body, suddenly go into shock and become unconscious?

A country cannot be without a king for a day. Just three days later, some people began to make a commotion. There were rumors that Baron Theodore of the Coast Guard was heading to San Francisco with a small group of elite soldiers. He was probably going to learn from Cromwell's actions in the previous dynasty.

As the bishop guarding the city, Daverson had to block the news and summon the militia into the palace to prevent any rebels from taking advantage of the opportunity to usurp power.

But the problem is, if the Lord remains unconscious for a long time, the worst-case scenario is to call a cabinet meeting to arrange a regent and a crown prince. And convening a cabinet meeting will inevitably spread the news that the Grand Duke is unconscious. When the demons invade, the news of the Lord's accident will cause people to be unstable, and things will be troublesome.

As we all know, in the early years, the west coast was inhabited by a group of gold miners and smugglers. The British Empire immigrants with the Union Jack accounted for less than 50%. Stealing, burning, smashing and buying things with zero money were commonplace, and even the manors of the nobles were looted.

Normally, the lord is majestic, so these people are more cautious. But if the news gets out now... With such outstanding people and beautiful scenery, Daverson even suspects that someone in the society dares to rob the imperial envoy and seize the government.

Finally, after careful consideration, Daverson decided to exercise his special rights as a bishop.

"Summon Knight Leoz Dominette, lead 500 cavalrymen, and station them in San Francisco."

Daverson took a deep breath and said helplessly:

"The only one we can count on now is this iron boy."