North of River Valley Province, Origin City of the Great Rift.
In the spacious conference room, an elderly man with graying temples and a dignified face sat before the long, empty conference table.
He was the Chief of the Great Rift, and also the last remaining member of the Postwar Reconstruction Committee.
No one knew how old he was, not even himself. Distant memories of the old era had long been left behind in a past far removed from him.
Staring intently southward, a hint of astonishment gradually appeared on the old man's face.
A moment later, he lowered his gaze and muttered in disbelief.
"...It actually worked?"
The Chief of the Great Rift was not the only one shocked.
Yang Kai, a researcher dispatched by the Academy to The Alliance, wore an equally astonished expression.
The spore cloud hanging over Clear Spring City was slowly collapsing!
They had observed this mother nest for two centuries, and this was a miracle that had never occurred in all that time!
And that was not all.
By analyzing the pheromones in the spore cloud, he could clearly hear the mother nest crying out in pain.
"...How did they do it?"
Was it some specially engineered virus?
Or had they introduced some organism capable of suppressing the mutant slime mold...
But the genetic information contained in that thing's gene pool nearly exceeded the sum total of all genetic information possessed by every organism on Earth. It had practically become an existence like a deity from an ancient religion!
They had not even fully mastered that thing's gene pool. Where could they possibly find an organism capable of restraining it?
Yang Kai muttered to himself, his face full of disbelief and confusion. No matter how hard he thought about it, he could not