Miken, Western Wasteland State, inside an underground base.
Inside a Great Conference Room, the seats below were packed, while the stage above was cold and empty.
Scenes were playing across the large screen on the wall.
The scenes swept past classroom after classroom. Through the glass, one could see young Eastern faces, each listening intently to the lesson.
There was no sound from the large screen, but everyone present watched carefully.
Then the scene changed. Wooden houses burned, civilians screamed, and the sight was like hell.
All kinds of monsters roamed everywhere, hunting civilians.
A crimson sun hung high overhead, and blood stained the ground.
"Look at it, look at it. Miken has only existed for two hundred and fifty years, and we've already turned it into this. My heart is breaking."
"Eastern Continent has stood for five thousand years without decaying, instead growing ever more prosperous. We have gathered the finest of the entire world, its civilization itself—so why have we ended up like this?"
A voice suddenly rang out beneath the large screen.
Everyone looked up. The speaker was an old man with messy hair, dressed in a white lab coat.
It was Dr. Stein, who had been silent for a very, very long time.
Ever since Eagle Fort had decided to compromise with the Anomalies and pledge allegiance to Colossus State, he had taken his people and left.
He also knew that his Brain-Plugged technological achievement had been used by those people as a bargaining chip and handed over to the Anomalies.
But he had not remained depressed. Now, in another place, he had once again gathered supporters and found even more allies.
"For three straight months, I haven't had a proper night's sleep. Every time I open my eyes, I can hear children crying and adults