"This is CN171-11 Squad. We've entered the Shanghai area and are preparing to cross the canyon to rescue Hangzhou."
"Understood. Safe travels."
Han Duoduo looked outside curiously. The Ice Fissures towered three or four hundred meters high, and within them she could see many frozen skyscrapers. She even spotted a sign for "Lanzhou Ramen Restaurant." Ahead stood a structure that reached into the clouds—the Oriental Pearl Tower. Its body was embedded in the ice, with only its tip exposed.
"So this is Shanghai? I was born here?" Han Duoduo asked.
"Yes, this is where you were born." Old Man Han sighed, unable to hide his sadness. "It looks so different now that I can barely recognize it."
"Back when people still lived on Earth, hardly anyone paid attention to the sun. Everyone cared about something called money, rushing about and working every day." Old Man Han recounted the past while everyone in the vehicle listened in silence.
When they entered the Underground City, Liu Qi had only been four years old, while Han Duoduo was still an infant. They knew nothing at all about the world outside. Their impression of the old Earth came only from textbooks and videos.
Earth had been beautiful back then. Sunrises and sunsets, mountains and rivers, grasslands and deserts, countless animals... Humanity had enjoyed a wonderful life, spending each seemingly ordinary, boring day in peace.
Then one day,
scientists discovered that the sun was rapidly aging and expanding. It might explode within a few hundred years, swallowing most of the planets in the Solar System—including Earth.
Humanity panicked.
To save themselves, humanity proposed a bold plan called The Wandering Earth. They pooled the strength of the entire world to build tens of thousands of engines and steering engines across Earth's surface, intending to push the