Collapse, survive

Guard: My Lord, what do we do with this big guy?

New Guardian: Destroying it would be too wasteful. Let's have someone reset its system and then move it to the lower level. I heard the Pioneers are in dire need of robots with self-defense capabilities.

Guard: Yes, sir.

New Guardian: I'm sorry, Doctor. But these achievements must be managed by the [Builders] themselves. Hopefully, one day, someone will be able to fulfill your last wishes.

At this point, everything Schwarzro knew was completely revealed.

"Data No. 57614 has finished playing, data display is over."

March 7th scratched his head, looking at Star who seemed not to understand much, Bronya who was in a slump, and the indignant Earthfires around him.

"Now, the truth is out?"

Good news! We've found a clue to the star's core, something Belloberg has been researching for seven hundred years.

Not so good news, the truth behind this...

No one responded to March 7th; Belloberg remained silent.

Bronya was particularly silent, because if nothing unexpected happened, she would be yet another new High Guardian, and... there were no more researchers involved, not long after Hilva was expelled from the Builders by Cocolia.

Because of the answer she gave, which was outstanding, she researched from scratch and found that the rift was related to the star core. She suggested that Cocolia lead everyone to find the star core deep in the rift and stop the spread of the rift.

How to terminate it?

Let's find it first, we'll definitely be able to figure it out...

Dan Heng silently summarized the video intelligence for March 7th and Xing: "Judging from the current situation, how to destroy the star core... they failed in the end."

He couldn't say for sure; the Milky Way is vast, miracles are always possible, what if?

In addition, as Schwarzrod previously stated: throughout the history of Beloberg, humanity has made several attempts to contact the [Star Core]. Without exception, they were driven by human selfishness, attempting to seize the substance for their own use.

How did you use it? Was it successful? And what about those so-called sounds...?

As a member of the Vidyadhara clan, Danheng could probably guess what had happened.

Well, no wonder things turned out this way when Cocolia heard that these extraterrestrials' goal was the star core.

"Ouch, my butt..."

In the silence, only Sambo called out.

March 7th is furious! I, Bangbang, will teach you a lesson, you masked fool! I didn't spank you; a beautiful girl wouldn't do something like that.

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P.S.: Fifth update!

Chapter Forty: The Voice of the Star Core: Black Sun, Help! Help! Help!

The exploration team is making encouraging progress, and the truth about the planet is almost clear.

Sure enough, the massive catastrophe that swept across the planet originated in the star's core.

All the guardians of the city were fully aware of this but were powerless to do anything about it, so they could only fabricate lies to allow the city and its people to continue to eke out a living in this false moment of peace.

But this does not completely solve the problem.

The only way would be to destroy the star's core... regardless of whether it's even possible, doing so would likely lead to the true destruction of this planet and Beloberg.

So let's seal it. As long as the exploration team finds the star core and activates the awesome "All-Powerful Uncle Yang, here, seal seal," everything can get back on track, and the Star Train can embark on its journey again.

So the development team decided to hold a meeting!

"I'm so tired."

The star was listless, about to burn out and collapse.

No matter how energetic she is compared to a husky, wandering around and fighting have exhausted her energy. So shouldn't she take a nap and rest so she can return to the upper level full of energy instead of having some kind of meeting?

Sambo encouraged her, "How's it going, buddy? Now that everything's clear, are you feeling the thrill of victory or the joy of surviving a disaster?"

star:"?"

Sambo smiled broadly: "What's with that expression? If it's gratitude towards old Sambo... then forget it. What kind of relationship do we have? As long as the money's there, that's fine!"

"Thank you, Sambo."

Xing nodded seriously and gave a thumbs up.

It is both praise and a target.

I poke——

"Ah ah ah ah..."

Sambo's old back couldn't withstand the kidney impact and he collapsed.

March 7th watched mercilessly, then kicked him away, saying, "Go away, this is a meeting of the pioneering team. What are you doing here, you masked fool?"

"Hey, sisters, you can't do this. Sambo, I knew you were going to get into trouble, so I went to Oleg for help beforehand. Isn't that treating you like family?"

"Well done. Even though we don't need him, he's one of us."

Xing told him to go away, because I was taught that a masked fool cannot be trusted.

"The world is going to the dogs, and people's hearts have turned out like this. How did the nameless passengers of the Star Train end up like this? What did Old Sambo do to wrong you? My mission was simply to take you to Schwarzkopf's lair. The money was exchanged, and I don't need to tell you what I want to do."

"What I'm providing later is extra service. If we weren't such good friends, it would cost extra."

"Alright, there's one last thing to add to the money, and that's a piece of life advice from Old Sambo: When doing risky business, a shrewd businessman always has a backup plan—and a backup plan of backups, otherwise, if there's no way to cover the losses, he'll go bankrupt."

Speaking emphatically, before being kicked again, Sangbo patted his bottom, got up, and walked away, humming a children's song with a good melody but deliberately off-key, like something out of a children's cult.

Dan Heng watched Sang Bo leave silently, feeling that he was... reminding him of something.

"Those who are idle and irrelevant have been expelled. Meeting, meeting!"

March 7th shouted, "Great! Now everyone knows that the Star Core is the culprit, and everyone is willing to lend us a hand. Things are getting better!"

not necessarily.

Dan Heng thought for a moment, then said without aloud, "That's right, but we lack the specific coordinates and location of the [Star Core]. We must return to the upper region to search for it, considering Cocolia and Hilva's attitudes..."

“We still need more clues. We haven’t properly explored the upper districts at all, let alone outside of Belloborg. There are many things we don’t know.”

On March 7th, I just felt that everyone had entered the city too early, and I didn't say that the Star Core must be in Beloborg, such a dangerous thing.

Upon hearing the word "clue," Xing raised her hand: "I have a clue. Actually, I've had several dreams about it."

On March 7th, she suddenly remembered, "Oh right, I remember you mentioned having strange dreams before..."

But you didn't listen at all, you wretched little March, you're the one who prevented everyone from finding Mr.

Xing's eyes were filled with condemnation.

Stop looking and tell me!

March 7th is a day I can't stand this. Danheng hasn't even said anything to me yet, why are you getting involved? It's like you didn't stop it... I quickly let her speak.

Xing then told Danheng and March 7 about the times she had heard Cocolia and some kind of voice whispering in her dreams...

“All three dreams had the same scene, and all included Cocolia and another [voice]... It’s too strange to call it a coincidence.”

"The previous images of Schwarz were also like that; that must have been the voice of the star core."

"Your guess in March might be right. Only she keeps having this kind of dream, and you can probably guess why."

"Is it the star core inside her?"

"That's my guess, but I can't prove it."

"It's alright, Danheng, you should think about it. Hehe, I've wanted to say this before, anyway, it won't affect the verification of the operation later. But what about the last one? Suddenly... the pitch-black sun is about to set, what does that mean?"

March 7th was filled with the confidence nourished by victory, bursting with inspiration, but also revealing blind spots that bothered me and felt were unlucky.

Xing scratched his head: "I don't know. They appeared suddenly. Those sounds seemed very scared, crying and shouting, praying that the sun wouldn't set, begging someone to save them..."

Ha, how could there be such a thing as a Star Core's voice calling for help? In fact, it's strange that the Star Core can even make a sound. Is that really the voice of the Star Core's will?

I also have a stellar core inside me, so why is it silent?

Xing didn't understand.

Besides, who can really explain dreams?

Why don't you take a nap now and then listen to it again?

You might hear: "Cocolia... the sun... blackness... is spreading... is engulfing... is reviving... is... swallowing everything... Cocolia... come back... we... need you..."

……

……

"Is the meeting over?"

When Star left the pioneering team and strolled over, followed by March 7, Natasha, who was in a good mood because of the warmer weather, turned around and smiled at them. She then turned back to look ahead: "The hearth... the road to the surface, is now within reach. I have never been so close to it before."

Compared to the passageway that was merely used for material exchange, this is proof that the surface and underground were once one, with people alternating back and forth without distinction between upper and lower levels.

This is the path people should take, not the path they should be smuggled out as cargo.

"Thank you, Nameless Guest, thank you, Star, March 7th. It is your efforts that have given the Lower District renewed hope. Now... now we can only pray: may this glimmer of hope lead to a glimmer of life."

Schwarz has already told the truth, and it's so cruel. Why doesn't Natasha believe it? She believes that the Upper District is about to perish, and then the Lower District. The day of Beloberg's destruction is near, and that explains everything.

"Please don't blame Sambo. You really should thank Sambo this time. Thanks to his intelligence, we were able to arrive at the critical moment."

Natasha only just learned that Sambo was also an outsider. Although he had always been mysterious, she never expected him to be so mysterious.

Unfortunately, judging from his appearance, he seemed like nothing more than a down-on-his-luck fool. At most, he managed to find some medicine and supplies from who-knows-where, which was already quite remarkable.

"As the leader of the Earth Fire, I thank you for your help to the lower districts. I'm sorry I wasn't of much help."

"You're welcome... Huh?... Huh!? So, Dr. Natasha is the leader of the subterranean fire? Then, what about Uncle Oleg...?"

On March 7th, while receiving praise, he intends to be humble...

Ah, so you're the leader of the Earth Fire?!

“Oleg has always been my ‘agent,’ handling all sorts of public affairs for me in the lower districts.”

Natasha's tone was gentle, yet tinged with pride:

“Thanks to his diligence, I was able to squeeze out time to manage the livelihoods of the lower classes, trying my best to prevent people from starving and freezing on the streets. On the other hand, I had also been preparing a plan to rebel against Schwarzro, always believing that as long as we rebelled against Schwarzro…”

"Thank you all. Your presence has overturned the initial draft of my long-planned scheme—for this, I should express my gratitude to you all."

“When the lower districts regain their freedom, people will praise you like heroes. However, although Schwarzroth no longer seals the core, people underground cannot rush into the upper districts. We are still unsure about the situation up there.”

"if……"

"That cold-blooded guardian uses lies and manipulation to separate the upper and lower levels. If she discovers the changes underground, who knows what she might do..."

"We need more time to recharge and build up our strength."

Order must be maintained, especially since the end times are approaching.

Natasha knew all too well how weak the power of the subterranean fire was, and how many of the lower classes were suffering from hunger, cold, and illness. Their victory over Schwarz was only due to the help of outsiders. If the conflict with the upper classes continued…

There are too many weak people here, so fragile that they are easily defeated.

It's tragic, cruel, but even so, even so.

She kept smiling, because nothing else could soothe people's hearts.

That Great Guardian is not Schwarz; he is far more cold-blooded, cruel, and rational. There's no way he'd have Clara to make her surrender.

Xing couldn't understand such a weak idea. She was as reckless as a shooting star, always ready to fight if she disagreed. Looking at Natasha with a puzzled expression, she asked, "Now that things have come to this, do you still want to stand aside?"

If no action is taken, will the lower levels really change? And will Belloberg really change?

"I'm sorry, but I can't take the risk. I will have my most trusted person go with you and wait for the right time."

March 7th is understandable, and besides, who sends doctors to the battlefield? We don't even know what's going on up there right now.

But a helper...

"It's Seele, isn't it?"

She thought Seele was really reliable.

Natasha's tone remained unchanged: "No, it's Hook."