It had been confirmed that the Firstborn's brain death was irreversible. That was both good news and bad news. The good news was that they no longer had to worry about the Firstborn suddenly recovering and then swinging at the surviving Agent civilization with all his might. The bad news was that Hao Ren could not restore this planet's Firstborn to sanity through "treatment"—that had originally been one of his plans. He had intended to find the diseased brain core and figure out some way to treat it. Maybe, if this Firstborn had not gone completely insane, they might actually be able to cure him? After all, completely killing a mythical creature that had fused with a planet was incredibly difficult. It was practically equivalent to destroying the planet as well.
However, Hao Ren now had no choice but to abandon his treatment plan—the patient's brain was gone...
The Giant Turtle Rock Platform had returned to the surface, and the drone swarm had already built a temporary forward base on the planet's surface. Silvery-white alloy flooring covered the land that had once been devastated by artillery fire, concealing all those ugly, sinister cracks and craters. Tall command towers, various factories, and laboratory facilities had risen from the silver-white ground. Though they were all merely modular temporary structures, they had at least given this desolate place a little "civilization" to it.
The forward base stood right beside the Great Rift, on the battlefield of the fortress's final battle. It dotted the vast plain of scorched earth like a silver bright spot. Building such an outpost had not taken the drone swarm much time—they had directly transferred prefabricated modules from the space factory to the planet's surface via trans-spacetime teleportation, placed them in their predetermined positions, and simply connected them. The prefabricated