The world is broken, the cubs mend it

Laven caught the child steadily without moving at all, but still felt a considerable impact.

Seeing the cub's little hands shaking the skirt enthusiastically, he guessed that she wanted to show him her new skirt.

"Zizi's new clothes are so beautiful, did the major general buy them for you?"

"Yes!"

Yuanyuan put her hands behind her back and pressed the button, showing him her beautiful wings.

"Why are you still here so late?"

Yuga came over with a bunch of shopping bags. It would be dawn in five hours.

"The training just ended. You didn't know that those kids actually practiced for a whole day before they all barely passed."

Raven sighed. He was always good-tempered and patiently accompanied the last soldier to complete the training before leaving.

Having a good temper doesn't mean that you won't get angry. He watched the soldiers make mistakes again and again, and he was so angry that he needed someone to calm down.

"How can it be so bad?"

The smile on Yuga's face froze. He had expected that this training should be finished by the afternoon at the latest.

"They are all too young, and most of them don't have that much talent. This is already considered excellent, but there is one soldier who is very talented and completed 0 marks in the morning."

LaVine shared another good news with him. The branch's elite team completed live virtual training this afternoon and their overall strength was very strong.

At that time, they can select the best ones from the branches scattered on various planets and train them intensively.

After listening to this, Yuga's frown relaxed a little. He saw the efforts of these soldiers, but sometimes hard work really could not match talent.

“Practice makes perfect.”

"I just tested the pollution level of the planet, and the situation is not optimistic."

Raven's face showed a little more melancholy. The pollution on the planet was getting worse and worse, and they could only live there for two years at most.

These planets were once included in major galaxies, but now they have become uninhabited wastelands.

Over the past few hundred years, with the rapid development of interstellar technology and heavy industry, the pollutants produced have caused the planet's environment to continue to deteriorate.

The previous leader of the M-3 galaxy had submitted applications to the Alliance on several occasions to stop emitting highly toxic pollutants and provided reasonable solutions for purifying the pollutants.

However, the method of dealing with pollutants was too complicated and costly, and was unanimously rejected by other galaxies.

They even release pollutants onto other planets, causing marine life to mutate and die, water sources to contain severe radiation and become undrinkable, and no grass to grow on the earth.

Once such pollutants are released into streams and oceans, the pollution caused to the environment will be irreversible. Even newborns will show abnormalities, such as growing three heads or having limbs stuck together.

The deterioration of the planets has led to a reduction in the habitable area for the inhabitants of the major galaxies, and wars have been launched in order to compete for more living space.

The M-3 galaxy, which has a less polluted level, has become a hot commodity in the eyes of other galaxies.

Because of the pollution, the M-3 galaxy had confronted other galaxies at Interstellar Alliance meetings many times, and became the target of public criticism with the tacit approval and instigation of the alliance's leaders.

Under the gunfire of war, the people of the M-3 galaxy were displaced, their homeland was divided up by other galaxies, and they were expelled to severely polluted planets to fend for themselves.

And now their evil deeds have not stopped, and they are even more wantonly dumping pollutants into the planet that once became a wasteland.

The living space of these expelled people is constantly being compressed.

As the situation stabilized, those people were afraid that they would make a comeback, so they cracked down on them severely. Once their residence was discovered, a fierce fight was inevitable.

If people only care about their own selfish desires and pollute the environment recklessly, all races will suffer in the end.

"I understand. I hope there is still a place for us to stay for a while."

Yuga didn't want to think about it, but he had to consider that they currently did not have enough strength to fight back.

"Father! Look, there are stars!"

Yuanyuan raised her head and pointed her little hand at a shooting star that was streaking across the sky.

It is really not easy to see meteors in such a heavily polluted night.

Yuga looked up, and in his lowered eyes he saw the child's cheerful figure.

She was so young, and there were many children like her among the expelled people, who had never even seen what a clear blue sky looked like.

I really hope that my children can grow up safely, instead of dying one day in the turbid poison barrier or in the smoke of war.

He hated war, but war was their only chance to survive.

"Yuga, we will definitely win."

Raven sensed what he was thinking and understood why he was so harsh.

Sacrifice is always inevitable in war, and only by enhancing one's own abilities can one increase the chances of survival.

"Rest early and send a team to find the next survivable planet later."

Yuga patted his shoulder, took the child's hand and walked back.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then smiled peacefully again. At least in his free time, he wanted to make himself less tense.

"Father, are you unhappy?"

Yuanyuan pursed her lips and looked at him. Her father's smile was uglier than crying.

"I'll teach you the language here tomorrow, otherwise I won't always understand what you're saying."

Yuga rubbed her head. He felt tired after walking around for a whole afternoon and had to go back early to wash up and rest.

When he thought that he could only sleep less than four hours tonight, he felt that his life was bleak.

His toiletries were all distributed by the base. The colorful little cups and combs for children looked particularly out of place among his personal belongings.

After washing up, Yuanyuan squatted next to the shopping bag, put half of her head in it, took out a mermaid lollipop and held it in her hand.

"Baby, you can't eat candy before going to bed!"

Yuga appeared behind her at some point and whispered a warning.

"Father!"

Yuanyuan held up the lollipop in her hand and showed it to him. She thought the lollipop looked like her father.

Even though it was a fish, she just felt it looked like her father.

007, who could sense her thoughts, felt his hair stand on end. He almost thought that he had not saved her memories. He hurriedly got up and checked again, and only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that her memories were not brought into this world.

That lollipop really does look like Vitalia, with the colorful tail and golden hair.

But his figure and face are not as good as Vitalia's, he is not as strong and handsome.

007 had a very good impression of the gentle Vitalia. After all, she was the only one who praised him.

"Be good! Eat tomorrow!"

Yuga took the candy from her hand and put it on the bedside, then picked her up, lifted the quilt and lay down in it.

"..."

Yuanyuan was held in her father's strong arms, unable to move, and looked towards the head of the bed again.

Why does she think that lollipop that doesn't look like her father at all looks like her father?