Chapter 216 The End of the World Has Finally Arrived

"The Federation fleet is already evacuating. It is obvious that they are going to abandon the entire Federation border. They want to retain enough combat power to protect the citizens in the rear."

"..."

"A large number of starships and spaceships also left with the Federation's wealthy people. These spaceships cannot accommodate all lives. There are still a large number of citizens left at the Federation border."

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"Those damn bastards, why don't they even take me with them? I am the most popular host in KSH-2UI Star City, and I have money!"

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Various programs are still being broadcast on live TV. Some programs rely on the host to push the stream, and some programs are still retained because of desperation.

Today, Star City is full of abandoned hovercrafts and near-ground shuttles. All starships and spaceships have left. There is no way. Some guys even want to leave the star system with the near-ground shuttle. It's ridiculous. The maximum speed of that thing is only tens of kilometers per second. How long will it take to leave the star system?

How long will it take to reach another star system?

What if you get rescued tens of thousands of years later?

By then, you may arrive in a strange world.

The culture of each star system in the Federation is also different. Most of the differences may even be greater than the so-called gap between races. On a planet, no matter how far apart you are, you can reach it in a few days.

In the universe, it may take several years to reach the nearest star. Even if you reach the speed of light, it will take at least 1 year.

The regional differences caused by this distance are simply terrible.

The remaining people here have no hope of escape.

They are in despair.

Some stay at home decadently, eating and sleeping.

Some commit suicide.

Some still insist on working, trying not to think about those things.

Some use crime to vent their emotions.

Gloria stared blankly at the male who pounced on her. She had no expression on her face and was even a little numb.

This is the first wave?

She can't remember.

Life is so fragile at this time. She understands her fear and rationally understands the fear of others. She believes that if it is peaceful at this time, these males are definitely gentlemen.

So when the males abused her, she did not feel fear, and even showed pity in her eyes.

This kind of pity made the male who pounced on him even more angry, so angry that he even lost his desire.

"What's that look in your eyes? Are you pitying me?"

He roared.

Gloria shook her head: "We are all here, what is there to pity or not?"

"We will all wait for death to come, you want to vent, so do I, come on, I won't resist."

Such words did not make the male feel okay, but he turned around and left.

Because what he needed was to vent, to comfort himself with violence, blood, and the pain of other lives, not the damned mutual affection.

Watching the other party leave, Gloria fell into peace, her body was calm, her mind was calm, everything about her was calm.

Death?

She thought about death a lot of the time.

Or every life, from the birth of consciousness, realizing that it will die, has been thinking about death.

This world is beautiful.

Some lives can get something from these beauties, so he began to fear death.

Some lives are so dull that they cannot feel anything this beautiful world has given them. They will feel that there is nothing worth waiting for in the past, present, and future, so they don’t care about death.

Some lives feel all the darkness of this world. They are born in the shadow of beauty. There is nothing in this world that they miss, so they welcome and enjoy death.

Gloria is the second one.

She thinks that there are the same number of the first, second, and third types in this world.

Everyone is suffering from the pain of life and trying to live.

She thinks so, and sometimes she even thinks that she may have been a saint in her previous life, but this is her true thought, and this is also the essence of the world.

There is no evil without reason in this world.

If there is, it is not evil, because the guy who does these evil things, these so-called evil things are not evil in his eyes.

Gloria is thinking about this now.

Because she has nothing else to do, what she chooses in despair is to quietly enter her own imaginary world, making herself more holy and perfect, so as to avoid the pain of death.

However, this is not actually the most painful.

If you are in a civilization below level 1, the doomsday you will encounter should be one month later, at most one year later, so short.

However, in the Federation, because of the vast area and the wide range of visible areas, the doomsday will not come in one year or a few years, but in 30 years.

The pain lasted for 30 years.

All life fell into silence after the initial madness.

They were tired.

Their spirits were completely drained.

The crazy Star City also fell into a dead silence. It was clear that there were lives and sounds everywhere, but it seemed empty, like a desert.

30 years later.

The star eye of the star system detected the fleet of the Silk Civilization.

This news spread in the Star City.

All life walked to the street at this time, looking up there.

What they conveyed in their eyes was actually - desire!

They desperately wanted death, just like they were desperate for water in the desert.

Every life looked withered. Star City actually had a lot of food, but at a glance, hundreds of millions of lives were as thin as straw.

"Death!"

"Death!"

"Death!"

They were calling.

Why didn't they commit suicide?

Because they were afraid.

Deep down in their hearts, they really didn't want to die. They once cherished their lives and the lives of their families.

But they couldn't choose. Life and death had been playing games in their hearts for 30 years, a full 30 years. How terrible and sad it was.

This was a tragedy!

Fortunately, what they expected finally came.

There was relief and smiles on their faces, which was another kind of smile.

Yan Xia had never thought that laughter would be so complicated.

He actually didn't want to see it, but he had to see it.

Because these were undoubtedly his decisions.

"Their doomsday has finally come."

"30 years of torture, no, other star cities may have to wait longer, tens of billions of lives are like this, this painful power cannot be endured even by real gods."

Yan Xia tried his best.

In these years, he has been transferring lives at the border of the Federation.

But there are too many.

That's trillions!

Even after so long of transfer, there are still more than 20 billion left, and these more than 20 billion have escaped several billion, and finally there are more than 10 billion.

This is a number he can't do anything about. As the leader of the Federation, his vision is so broad that he sees the entire star field, and he can't save those few.

War.

It makes Yan Xia feel more and more powerless.

It also makes him more determined.

"The Federation needs to be stronger!"

This is not the first time he said this, nor the last time.