Several days later.
On the desolate planet codenamed New--Blue Star.
A man who was diligently reclaiming wasteland out in the wilderness.
Shook his inexplicably dizzy head.
Then could not help but bare his teeth.
Looking utterly listless, he complained to the companion beside him:
"Damn it, my head's spinning..."
His companion and target of complaint.
Did not change expression at all upon hearing that.
He merely answered nonchalantly while continuing his reclamation work:
"Who isn't?"
His tone was equally listless.
As though he had not slept for days.
After saying that.
He raised his head with a resentful look, glanced at the star overhead, and complained as well:
"We can only blame that star for suddenly producing some kind of Plasma High Ray Reaction lately..."
After speaking, he asked another companion who was working with his head lowered:
"Come to think of it, what exactly is the principle behind that thing?"
The other person immediately replied irritably:
"Who the hell knows..."
"All I know is that it makes people dizzy, but it won't kill them."
At this stage.
These refugees from Blue Star had already successfully arrived on the planet beneath their feet some time ago.
After conducting a preliminary survey of it.
They had not only named it New--Blue Star, in remembrance of their beautiful days past.
They had also begun organizing the planet's development at a feverish pace.
With Supernatural Ability Users taking the lead and ordinary people assisting, they artificially adjusted the entire planet.
Their goal was to create, in a short period of time, a natural environment where ordinary people could survive, thereby restoring human civilization.
Those efforts had originally been progressing smoothly enough, thanks to their ample foundation.
But soon.
Something utterly unexpected happened without warning!
Many people began experiencing dizziness and vertigo during the