When Erin Lansa mentioned the term "Atlantis Song," she added gently:
"If possible,
perhaps at the next Clear Point, you will be able to witness that ritual with your own eyes."
"I'll look forward to that epic scene."
Su Wen nodded slowly.
Their departure for the Kuiper Belt was not set in stone, so it would not be a bad thing to let Jiang Menghan and Phyllis rest properly here.
They were different from him.
Within the save files of Time Travel, Su Wen had performed psychic overloads and overdrive operations far too many times.
His body had already adapted to such strain, but those operations still carried a certain degree of danger for them.
After all, humanity's extraordinary evolution could involve incompatibility with one's lineage, or psychic collapse that directly led to sudden paralysis or even death.
At the same time,
because of something Erin Lansa had just said,
another term came to his mind:
"Resurrector Civilization."
In Su Wen's impression, even after century-long iterations or apocalyptic events that erased entire civilizations, even after the Third Era and Fourth Era had long become cosmic dust,
countless civilizations might have prepared methods to recover after facing the Source of Destruction, or even after civilization itself collapsed:
The galaxy-level intelligent machine of the Fourth Era: No. 7 Kunlun...
Those of the Third Era he currently knew of:
the Twilight Star Cluster represented by Joyce and the others,
the Eternal Dawn reshaped by the Evangelical Sect as inheritors of knowledge,
the Human Federation built upon the legacies of certain psychics, and so on.
There was even the Resistance Army represented by the far side of Evermagnet-Lannabodu and the City of Breezes.
At this moment, the surviving people of Atlantis, these sea demon young ladies—
or rather, Mermaid Misses—
had also begun stepping