Necromancer, but pre-collapse civilization

　Therefore, the necromancer explained his vision to them in a frank and unpretentious manner.

　"That's right. As long as we have access to the human gene pool preserved on the Ark, we can restart human civilization. At that time, we will shape this new civilization according to our ideals."

　Mebius, who was observing silently from the side, had a gleam of intriguing light in his snake-like eyes that were a gradient of pink and green.

　She had already realized the grand plan that Morros and Velvi were discussing—

　Starting from scratch, they will create their own ideal civilization.

　This thought filled her heart with irrepressible excitement and anticipation.

　For Möbius, who has always pursued "evolution" and "infinity," this was undoubtedly an excellent opportunity to put his ideas into practice.

　Therefore, Mebius did not hesitate to speak up and express his firm support for the Moloss plan.

　"Compared to the old generation, the human race has evolved... but this evolution is not thorough enough, far from enough."

　Her words revealed an undeniable firmness and confidence.

　Even though the other four people present all turned their attention to her, this

　Even the beautiful and intelligent snake was not intimidated.

　"That is why humanity was defeated by the Herrscher of the End."

　Upon hearing this, Moros understood what Möbius was thinking and what he wanted.

　"So, you're determined to become a leader of human civilization in the new era?"

　"That's right, the evolution of life has infinite possibilities. As long as we dare to imagine, nothing is impossible."

　If such words came from someone else, the necromancer might regard them as empty promises or false propaganda.

　But since these words came from Mebius, he was naturally willing to give him full trust and expectations.

　In fact, this trust was not limited to necromancers; even Alicia and Eden had unwavering faith in Mebius's promise.

　As Moros's lovers, they possessed secrets far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

　Even those elite humans carefully selected by Dr. Mei to enter hibernation pods to prolong their lives cannot compare to them in terms of the depth and breadth of their knowledge of secrets.

　Enhancement surgery, super-transformation surgery, stigmata...

　The technology that these fire-chasing moths once took pride in is all imprinted with the wisdom of Möbius.

　With such brilliant achievements, every word Möbius utters carries immense weight.

　However, despite Alicia and Eden's longing for the future of humanity's victory over the Honkai as depicted by Mebius, they always insisted that the new era of human civilization should be forged by the people of the new era themselves.

　Instead of being dominated by the embers of the old era.

　Faced with Alicia and Eden's insistence on the autonomy of human civilization in the new era, Velvet and Mebius exchanged a glance, both seeing helplessness in each other's eyes.

　Their long years with Morales had given them a deep and profound understanding of his character.

　Both Velvi and Mebius knew very well that the necromancer would never sacrifice the feelings of the person he loved for a trivial plan.

　Yes, despite the fact that this seemingly grand plan was proposed by Moros himself, Velvey and Mebius clearly saw that for him, the plan was merely icing on the cake.

　Success is of course the best, but failure is not something that cannot be accepted.

　However, this is not good news for Vervière and Mebius.

　They certainly understood that as long as they expressed their intention to stick to the plan, Moros would listen carefully and consider it seriously.

　But out of their deep love for their loved ones, they did not want him to be caught in a dilemma because of their worries.

　However, how could the necromancer possibly hide the little schemes in Vilvie and Mebius's hearts?

　He keenly sensed the strong interest that Velvi and Mebius had in his plans, and understood that their current silence was largely due to their concerns about Alicia and Eden.

　In that case, Moros would naturally have to find a way to satisfy the needs of both parties.

　All unfavorable situations in this world are caused by the inadequacy of the parties involved.

　With the necromancer's terrifying strength, which is only one step away from the limit of demigod, he dares not say that he can solve all the problems in the world, but he is still very confident and certain that he can resolve this small predicament.

　“I understand your insistence, Alicia, Eden. The new era of human civilization should indeed be shaped by the people of the new era themselves.”

　After affirming Alicia and Eden's insistence on the autonomy of human civilization in the new era, Moros went on to propose his own ideas.

　"I will establish a clandestine vampire organization that will not aim to conquer or coerce, but will gradually infiltrate and influence human society in the new era through wisdom, charm, and our profound understanding of human nature."

　Seeing that Alicia and Eden did not immediately raise any objections, the necromancer's confidence grew even stronger.

　"At the same time, in order to preserve the essence of our original plan, I plan to establish a colony on Venus."

　He then turned his attention to Vervière and Mebius.

　"There, we will find fertile ground to experiment with new ideas and technologies, and the cradle for building an ideal human civilization that is entirely under our control. The Venus colony is both a tribute to the wisdom of the old era and a courageous exploration of the infinite possibilities of the future."

　Moros's lips curled up slightly as he caught the glint in their eyes.

　"Venus, far from the hustle and bustle and constraints of Earth. There, we can freely practice our ideas without worrying about causing irreversible damage to the new era of human civilization. At the same time, through the bridging role of the vampire organization, we can gradually introduce the successful experiences and wisdom of Venus to Earth, promoting the exchange and integration of the two civilizations."

Chapter 743 Intercepting the Ark Ship (Part 1)

　Mars orbit.

　"External signal detected, captured."

　"Index comparison in progress..."

　“Alarm! Alarm! Alarm!

　......"

　"Unidentified ship detected!"

　"Correction! The unidentified ship has been confirmed as a Charon-class light frigate belonging to the necromancer!"

　To the sound of the shipboard intelligent system, Marvin's urgent and clear alarm, the blue-haired girl slowly opened her eyes.

　"Well……"

　A hint of confusion flashed in her purple eyes as the girl sat up straight in the hibernation pod.

　Even a genius like Velvet, even with her mastery of the highly advanced and versatile energy source—Honkai energy—still failed to develop a groundbreaking technology like the Hyperspace Engine.

　Therefore, the Ark ship, which carries all the hopes of the Moth Chasing the Flame [Ark Project], is naturally unable to achieve advanced interstellar travel methods such as warp drive, warp speed, and hyperspace jump.

　To cope with the long and tedious time during interstellar travel, the Ark was specially equipped with advanced hibernation pods to provide an environment for rest and mental recovery for its only crew member, Gretchen.

　Rubbing her temples, the blue-haired girl tried her best to dispel the grogginess of just waking up.

　"Marvin, report on the current situation."

　"The unidentified ship has been identified as a Charon-class light frigate belonging to the necromancer, and it is currently attempting to approach our position."

　Marvin continued to report, displaying the positions of both ships on the star map.

　"The enemy's speed is much higher than our ship's, and we are expected to enter the enemy's weapon range in 320 minutes."

　After listening to Marvin's report, Greta's brows furrowed involuntarily.

　Before the Ark set sail, Dr. Mei gave her some extremely important instructions.

　This includes the possibility that the Ark ship might encounter a warship belonging to a necromancer.

　As Dr. May solemnly warned, necromancers are potential enemies, not trustworthy friends.

　In the event of such an unexpected encounter, she would need to do everything in her power to ensure the safety of the Ark and try to escape the pursuit of the necromancer's ships.

　Quickly reviewing all the emergency plans Dr. May had given her, Gretchen's eyes gradually hardened and became calm.

　She knew that with the imminent threat posed by the Charon-class corvettes, not a single second could be wasted.

　"Marvin, immediately activate stealth mode and switch all non-critical systems to low-power mode to weaken our electromagnetic signals as much as possible and ensure that we are not easily detected by the enemy."

　As the executor of Project Ark, Greta knows every detail of the Ark ship like the back of her hand.

　Although the Ark was much larger than the Charon-class corvettes, it was, after all, a colony ship dedicated to preserving the flames of civilization, rather than a warship designed for combat.

　If a conflict were to break out, ten Ark-class corvettes would be no match for one Charon-class light frigate.

　Moreover, in order to faithfully reproduce the Earth's nostalgic ecological environment, every inch of space inside the Ark ship has been carefully planned and fully utilized.

　It not only contains the genomic data of life on Earth, but also includes detailed information about Earth's climate, temperature, and atmospheric environment.

　It can be said that this giant ship, which carries the hopes of mankind, is simply a miniature landscape and crystallization of wisdom of the entire earth.

　As a result, the Ark ship's maneuverability was inevitably severely restricted.

　Marvin's report further confirmed that the Ark ship was simply unable to shake off the relentless pursuit of the necromancer's warships on its own speed.

　In this situation, it seems that the only strategy Gretsch can take is to hide.

　She was well aware, of course, that hiding was not a foolproof solution and that there was always the risk of being discovered.

　But Gretchen understood even more clearly that, given the current situation, she had no other choice.

　"Yes, stealth mode has been activated."

　The shipboard AI, Marvin, quickly responded to the captain's instructions and began making a series of precise adjustments to the enemy ship.

　Under its control, the hull of the Ark gradually changed shape, and a unique stealth coating was activated, which began to efficiently absorb and scatter radar waves, allowing the Ark to blend into the vast starry sky and the cosmic background, achieving an almost imperceptible stealth effect.

　"Dr. May."

　"Grandma Mebius."

　"Mother Aponia."

　"Kosmo".

　"Everyone……"

　The blue-haired girl stood up, picked up the long, cylindrical object resembling a large fountain pen from the table, and gazed intently through the transparent glass porthole at the dark and silent space outside the spaceship, her heart filled with worry.

　"The necromancer has caught up, what should Gretsch do..."

　Just as the Ark ship activated its stealth mode, the artificial soul aggregate, which was piloting a Charon-class light frigate and gradually approaching the colonial behemoth, also noticed the unusual reaction made by the Ark ship with the assistance of the ship's onboard detection system.

　"Report! The Ark ship has detected our presence and is attempting to evade our pursuit!"

　Upon hearing this report from the artificial soul aggregate, Moros couldn't help but curl a contemptuous smile at the corner of his mouth.

　"It's just a waste of effort, no need to pay attention to it."

　Turning his gaze to the expert woman who was intently operating a futuristic-looking instrument, the necromancer gave this assertion after receiving her unwavering confirmation.

　The Ark is a work by Vervier.

　Even if the Moths of Fire took over the giant ship and completely re-formatted and reinstalled its onboard systems, and conducted a meticulous inspection of every inch of the ship, they could never eliminate every contingency plan that Velve had laid on this colony ship.

　As long as there is a backup plan, the Ark ship's position will be displayed on the instrument's screen in real time.

　In other words, Gretchen's attempt to use the Ark's stealth mode to evade the Charon-class light frigate beneath her was a joke from the start.

　“Moros…”

　Reaching out, he gently tugged at the necromancer's robes, his pink-green serpentine eyes filled with pleading.

　Gretchen was the child she had watched grow up.

　Mebius did not want to see her suffer any harm.

　Moros could not refuse his lover's request.

　“I understand your concerns, Mebius. But please believe me, I never intended for Gretchen to be harmed.”

　The necromancer patted Möbius's hand, his tone full of reassurance and promise.

　He then issued new commands to the artificial soul aggregate that was controlling the warship.

　"Disable weapon systems and refrain from any offensive actions against enemy vessels."

　"Yes, Your Majesty."

　Unlike living beings, the undead never disobey the commands of the necromancers who control them.

　Even if the order seems illogical to outsiders, they will carry it out without hesitation.

　Having witnessed the clear assurances given by Moros, Alicia and Eden exchanged a knowing glance and then chose to remain silent.

　They had originally planned to personally plead with him not to harm Gretsch, but since Mebius had already pleaded for him and Moros had made a solemn promise, there was no need for them to do so.