Chu Fei: Father to Three Factions
Time always slipped away unnoticed, and humanity's survival instinct was strong. In the blink of an eye, three years had passed. The war against the Holy Spirit continued, and humanity still held fast amid the ruins. The anticipated massive counteroffensive had never come.
Humanity had grown strong again, but the Holy Spirit seemed to have grown stronger as well. The two sides remained locked in a standoff.
People speculated that perhaps Wang Bing's past act of leading a hundred thousand elites to their deaths had created the current situation. Now, another three years had passed, and humanity had gradually become a race of underground cave-dwellers instead.
During this time, there had been another descent of the alien species, but this time, the alien species had actually been wiped out by the Holy Spirit—though this was already the second time. It felt as though the Holy Spirit had a great need for souls.
Yet in such an environment, one "organization" shone brilliantly: the Sun Exploration Project Ground Research Center.
Legend had it that 16.0-level experts were stationed at the research center, that it possessed a vast number of powerful technological weapons capable of easily killing Holy Spirits, and that it was Morning Star's only hope.
Whenever people gathered, they would bring it up from time to time.
In some dim underground tunnels, people moved back and forth. Some were heading to work, while others were getting off. Weariness and numbness mingled on their faces. Only the dust-covered screens on the walls showed the situation outside.
"Twenty-seven hours ago, the Everbright Academic Society launched a surprise attack on the Holy Spirit and has just returned victorious. They killed 1,207 Holy Spirits, including one 16.0 Holy Spirit and thirteen 15.0 Holy Spirits.
Jiang Guangyuan, representative of the