Starry Sky Railway: I Intruded with the Heart of God

Beside the spare parts warehouse, the boundary anchor emitted a dazzling blue light, and two figures appeared there.

“I remember there’s a playback terminal here, let’s look for it,” Mo Li said.

Xing: "Okay."

The playback terminal was located in a temporary storage area for miscellaneous items.

Mo Li turned on the device.

The screen lights up and the video begins to play:

The support module has been deployed, but the start and stop of the spacecraft remains under control.

The faint glow of the neutrino burst stained the corner of the platform yellow.

In the unsettling silence, you hear increasingly rapid breathing...

Breathe.

run.

Open the hatch, the navigation interface is locked, switch to the next one.

Until you are stopped by a pair of hands, which belong to... a law enforcement officer in his prime, with the eyes of an eagle.

"Skyhawk Fortress" has been destroyed, he said, and this is the most direct proof of the Star God's power. Humanity's pursuit of justice is utterly insignificant and laughable in the face of a planet's inevitable demise!

He lowered his voice, "The space route is now blocked by that thing... You can't possibly get back to your home planet to warn them before the 'Antimatter Legion' arrives."

The only possibility is that you will be intercepted and killed on the road by a monstrous creature with only a desire for destruction.

Promise me you won't go back to your death.

Here, we continue our research.

The next second, the clerk was pushed aside, revealing a fully functional aircraft behind him. Amidst the noise of the takeoff contrail, you heard the forensic clerk shout a name that sounded like...

It sounded like something I'd heard on the radio before. "Excuse me," a weary voice came through the noisy radio. "The Black Tower has chosen neutrality in the Legion's invasion. No reinforcements will arrive. If possible, please return as soon as possible along the planned route. Did you hear me?"

Xingmei said, "A certain clerk once left the Black Tower to deliver a message..."

"It's like watching a TV series," Mo Li said.

The video is still playing.

The intermittent cosmic radio waves repeatedly called out a name. There was no response.

Mo Li took out the videotape.

“Let’s go, next one,” Mo Li said.

"Well, let's go."

Continuing on, after passing through a long corridor, we entered the machine repair room.

As soon as Mo Li entered the machine repair room, he saw a playback terminal. The two looked at each other and stood in front of the terminal.

The staff members next to them didn't even glance at them, focusing only on their own work equipment.

Mo Li clicked "Play from the beginning," and the terminal began playing the video:

The camera focuses on the pristine white tabletop of the council chamber, slowly panning across the scene, which is dense and noisy. A dignified voice is reading a proclamation regarding the establishment of the "Black Tower Galaxy Law and Politics Department."

The majestic voice declared that when the will of the star god was revered as the ultimate standard, the will of man correspondingly withdrew from history.

The problem is that in our world, actions that benefit the Star Gods can gain power from their destiny, and only the strong can set the rules, and only power can define justice.

The Department of Law and Politics opposes precisely this framework of might-or-might makes right. We will uphold the rights ignored by the Star God; we will lift up those trampled upon by factions.

We are committed to rebuilding human values ​​of justice in the galaxy, which is the proposal of our two founders, Gunn Konovova.

Before the words were even finished, applause and cheers erupted in the meeting room, and they began to call them the Konovs from the Legal and Political Department! In this moment of fervent enthusiasm, you see countless hands clasped in front of the camera, until you hear a name being called...

"Hila!" As this powerful call rang out, some background sounds were inextricably intertwined with it—this was the most direct proof of the power of the Star God, and how the justice that people sought was utterly insignificant and laughable in the face of a planet's inevitable demise.

As Xing struggled to decipher the name Heila, he was overwhelmed by the phantom-like string of words.

"Are you alright?" Mo Li asked.

Xing rubbed her forehead, shook her head, and said, "I'm fine. But those two legal officers sound familiar... um..."

Xing's expression turned somewhat pained.

Mo Li knew that she might have been affected in some way.

"Xing, don't move."

Mo Li reached out and placed his hand on her head, and the life force of the Tree of Life flowed into her body, relieving her pain.

After a short while, she felt better.

Mo Li held the Tree of Life in his hand and murmured, "Things from the lower planes are still lacking in power."

"Xing, how are you feeling?" Mo Li asked.

Xing, still shaken, said, "I'm alright, thank you."

“I’ll handle the next videotape; you need to rest,” Mo Li said.

"Okay, thank you for your help," Xingmei said.

Mo Li took out the videotape and put it away first.

There is also a playback terminal in the office of this machine repair shop, in the corner where Wen Tianweng works.

However, Wen Tianweng is not here now.

Click the play button to start playing the video.

Mo Li's consciousness seemed to suddenly fall into an abyss without beginning or end, and the camera finally focused after a period of time.

Mo Li was looking at the vast interior of space through a typical navigation mask. In the distant depths, a sharp, dark blue dot adorned the scene, like a condensed drop of water.

"Black Tower Space Station?"

Isn't that the Black Tower space station in this picture?

But, the next second, the cracks in the crystal spread silently across the screen.

A dim blue light flickered, and monstrous afterimages streaked across the sky as the silent, colossal planet began to slowly disintegrate.

Next, flashbacks continuously appear of the baby crying in swaddling clothes, the laughter and resentment of youth, and the cold reflection of the "Black Tower" before departure.

It is said that before death, a person reviews their entire life's memories. This videotape undoubtedly records the final moments of each victim. You easily pull yourself out of the immersive dark mire, only to hear a fragmented cosmic radio signal...

It seemed to be calling a name you couldn't make out.

"This is a really great experience. Compared to this, Sadako doesn't even stand up to me," Mo Li said.

These videotapes seem to have some overlap in content... they should be recording different stages of the same person's life.

A cosmic radio called "Hila" seeks justice but is destined to perish by a planetary legal officer.

There seemed to be a force trying to distort the cabin in front of Mo Li, but it was no match for Mo Li's powerful "divine sense".

Xing suddenly fainted beside him, and Mo Li realized that he seemed to have only healed her pain, but hadn't eradicated the root cause of her illness. He had acted hastily...

There was no other way but to take her to the medical department.

Xing is only a head shorter than Mo Li, and has a well-proportioned figure. However, even if she weighed several hundred pounds, Mo Li could still carry her.

"Doctor, please take a look at me..."