How could there still be even the slightest bit of wishful thinking?
Conservative estimates.
Probably only three to five years or so.
In other words.
This civilization might look as though it could still limp along, but in reality, it had already entered the countdown.
It was like suddenly learning that the end of the world was about to arrive.
How should she put it...
She just felt!
As if it really didn't feel real at all.
It didn't stir up many emotions.
All she felt was bewilderment. And helplessness.
"I am the executor of the Ark Project."
Through the Ark's AI, Little Griseo searched the world and knew clearly that, at this point, the Ark Project had not yet been finalized, and the Ark itself had not even been fully built. Naturally, its executor had not been chosen either.
So she did not tell everyone that Kosma had originally been selected, and that she had merely taken his place.
"The Ark Project is, in essence, about piloting the Ark into outer space to search for a habitable planet that would not attract the attention of the Honkai."
"The first attempt already failed."
"..."
"Before I crossed over."
"The second voyage was already underway."
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Main Text: 022. Little Griseo: I only had to make the slightest move, and it was already your limit.
"Then did the second attempt fail too?" When Hen finally heard his daughter mention what had happened before she crossed over, he was instantly invigorated and hurriedly pressed her for more.
Everything else... in his eyes, was far less important than this.
Why had his daughter crossed over? How had she crossed over? He wanted to know, and he was also somewhat worried.
Had she crossed over to this place and been unable to return?
Or was it only temporary, and could she go back after some time?
Or perhaps...
Was there a way to return, but she needed help?
Or had she been unable to find a way? Did she need everyone to help her together?
Would remaining in the past for so long have any effect on her?
Quite a few others were also mulling over the same question.
Although Little Griseo answered every question without holding anything back, there were still many mysteries.
They might not be able to sort them out in a short time.
"It didn't fail."
Little Griseo gently shook her head.
"Exactly! Can't you speak properly? Isn't it still traveling?"
Bianca was afraid Hen's words had put pressure on Little Griseo, so she suddenly jabbed her husband with her elbow, signaling him not to say anything careless. Then she smiled gently and chimed in.
"So?" Mobius tilted her head slightly.
"Um..." Little Griseo hesitated.
When she had given spoilers earlier, she had spoken freely and confidently.
But now, her brow visibly furrowed slightly, as though she had become caught in a dilemma.
Then.
She raised her little hand.
And lightly bit her index finger...
She tilted her head, looking utterly adorable.
"Is there a problem?" Dr. Mei asked gently.
"I don't know how to explain it..."
Little Griseo answered honestly.
"It's all right. Take it one step at a time." Bianca could tell as well.
It seemed that what came next was the truly important part.
At the very least.
That was certainly how it seemed in Little Griseo's eyes.
That was why she was conflicted and hesitant, wavering over whether to say it or not, at a loss.
Or perhaps!
What should she say?
Which parts should she mention?
How should she say them?
People were all like this, really.
The more important something was, the more seriously they treated it.
Yet at times like this, they had no idea where best to begin.
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