The woman who called herself Yan Rou said that they were neither intruders nor Mechanical persons.
They had originally left this planet. They just did not know which era they had belonged to when they left. In her words, this was their return, their return to this planet once more.
Although what she said seemed reasonable, Ye Jinghong said coldly, "Left? You call what you did leaving? It should be called fleeing, shouldn't it? You fled when Earth suffered a great disaster. To put it bluntly, you abandoned Earth. What right do you have to call this a return?"
Yan Rou was not angered by Ye Jinghong's bluntness. She still smiled as she asked Ye Jinghong, "What about you? Weren't you fleeing back then as well? And now that you've returned to this planet, aren't you also calling it a return?"
Ye Jinghong's lips moved, but she did not know how to refute her.
Only then did Yan Rou's smile fade. "So neither of us is any better than the other. Besides, our return may not necessarily be a bad thing. For one, we have not harmed the life on this planet. For another, when that great disaster arrives, can they handle it on their own without our help?"
I asked, "What exactly is this great disaster?"
Yan Rou shook her head. "I don't know the specifics either. I only know it came from an ancient prophecy. Human civilization on Earth will soon face an enormous disaster, a catastrophe for humanity. Most humans will die in that catastrophe. Fewer than one in ten will survive. Humanity cannot resist that catastrophe on its own, but it will be different with our help. You should know that our civilization far surpasses that of Earth's humans. Perhaps we can help you deal with