There were many voices online. At first, the discussions had been scattered and sporadic, but as time passed, the noise grew louder—not just online, but in real life as well. On streets and roads, people could often be seen and heard discussing it, arguing with remarkable intensity, as if they themselves were among those about to set out on the expedition.
There was a subtle, peculiar sense of participation.
Even within a single household, people of different age groups held different views on the matter.
The older generation was more in favor of the Cosmic Federation directly destroying the apocalyptic world rather than saving its people.
As for the fact that there were many innocent people in that world, many pitiful souls—
They were indeed pitiful. But older people understood better the importance of stability. Any choice that might shatter that peace and tranquility should not be made unless absolutely necessary.
Disasters were unpredictable. Even the slightest problem in this matter might mean little to the human world as a whole, but if it fell upon an individual, it would be a true catastrophe from which there was no escape.
Young people, however, believed that since they had the ability, they could not simply stand by and watch others die. Those were lives, one after another. People could not live merely for the sake of staying alive; there had to be something bright in life.
As for children even younger than that, because of their age, they did not understand what everyone was arguing about. They only felt that the adults were being noisy—and that there was another world beyond their own. That was just too cool, too interesting...
The same matter gave rise to entirely different opinions in the eyes of people with different ages and life experiences.
Yet