Sandora's Memories

Some people in this world were simply born under a cursed star. They got stuck in traffic when they went out, chipped their teeth drinking water, ran into a level-twelve thunderstorm while taking an airship, got asked by aliens for excavation permits while shopping, injured their spine picking up money off the ground, and triggered an alarm by finding a rock in a relic. There were three kinds of such people: those who had offended Older Sister, lancers, and Zagu.

When the relic gate, which should have been incapable of functioning, suddenly let out a piercing grinding noise and rapidly shut, while an increasingly powerful rumble rose from beneath everyone's feet, Uncle Zagu stood up and said solemnly, "I may have made a mistake."

The Ancient Civilization's technology was clearly far more advanced than that of modern Moblado. Neither Zagu nor Bi Luna had expected this place's energy system to still be capable of restarting. Now, there was an eighty percent chance that Uncle Zagu had triggered the relic's alarm system while going after the priceless psionic crystals here. In their line of sight, the gates around the hall descended one after another. At the same time, the hall's ceiling lights began switching on one by one. Who would have thought that after so long, the bulbs here would still shine so brightly? Pandora and Viska immediately pulled out triple-mounted six-barrel machine cannons from their Personal Space and aimed them, like they were carrying roof beams, toward one side of the hall. Mechanical grinding was approaching from there. The relic's guardians were coming.

Zagu was startled by the enormous weapons Pandora and Viska had suddenly produced, but what shocked him even more was that Bi Luna's detection equipment immediately burned out. Those crude instruments, which were extremely sensitive to psionic