"Long live! Long live! Long live..."
Deafening cheers rose from the self-contained ecological habitat established inside the Long-Lived One.
Ever since Kara Star had fallen, none of the Kara People had imagined that they would one day find a way out of their desperate plight. Though they had yet to escape the threat of the Twin Stars completely, at least in this moment, as they fled Kara Star, they felt they could truly see hope for their species' survival.
Every large plaza was packed with people, and the cheers of the Kara People rose wave after wave.
Aside from passages leading in every direction and vast plazas stacked in layers, the ecological habitat designed for the Kara People consisted mostly of tree hollows arranged in orderly rows like an ant colony. These dwellings, much like cave homes, maximized living space while ensuring comfort.
The Kara People, accustomed to building treehouses on Kara Luo, adapted to them quite readily.
In a treehouse high above, Rose watched the view of outer space projected by the external observation equipment, her heart filled with conflicting emotions.
She had previously staked the Kara Civilization's future on a gamble, risking everything to carry out Nie Yun's "Save the Big Tree" plan. Had it failed, their species might truly have survived only through "cloning." As the leader of the Kara People, Rose had spent this whole time unable to sleep at night, and her face had grown much paler.
Now that the most crucial step of the plan had succeeded, much of the burden of her civilization's survival had lifted. Rose could finally breathe a little easier, and for the first time, an innocent, girlish smile had returned to her face.
At this moment, however, while she rejoiced that the Kara Civilization had escaped certain death