Junius 7~

February 14th!

The PLANT and Earth Alliance fleets faced off in space.

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Inside the July Colony~

"Auntie Lenoya, is this okay?"

Anna, having just finished recording her video, turned off the communication device and looked back at Lenoya Sala.

Because the Earth Alliance had declared war, the PLANT was on high alert, making it difficult to send mail. This led to Anna recording a video for transmission.

"It's perfect. Noel will be so happy when he receives it!" Lenoya Sala smiled and comforted Anna, seeing the hopeful look in her eyes.

"Really? Will Noel-niichan not want to see me?" Anna sat on a stool, looking down with a dejected expression.

"Of course not. Don't you know Noel? He'll be overjoyed when he sees your recording!"

Asya, who already knew the truth, stepped forward to comfort her.

Although he was also worried about Noel's condition, there was nothing they could do but keep the news from him for now.

According to accurate information received yesterday, Noel was still in critical condition.

"Is that so..."

PLANT, April Colony Research Institute. Due to his special circumstances, Noel had been transferred here the day after he was sent to the January Colony.

Noel Cassia was currently lying on a hospital bed surrounded by various instruments.

Numerous researchers in white coats stood around him.

Beep~

Swish~

In the observation room separated by glass, the door suddenly opened, and a man in a purple robe walked in.

"Councilor Sala!" A researcher observing the instrument data quickly turned around.

"How is he?" Patrick Zala walked up to the glass wall and silently looked at the man covered in instruments inside.

"Brain activity is normal. All bodily functions have stabilized." the researcher replied.

"And the experiment?" Patrick Zala continued to ask.

"The experimental results are all normal. However, due to Gene Potion No. 4, the body's cells have undergone varying degrees of mutation, and there are some lingering side effects," the researcher replied after flipping through some documents.

"Can it be used on others?" Patrick Zala looked at the researcher.

The researcher's eyes narrowed slightly, and he opened his mouth as if to speak but hesitated.

"Is there a problem?" Patrick Zala looked confused. The purpose of moving Noel here was to test if Gene Potion No. 4 could be used normally.

"Swish~"

Just as the researcher was about to say something, the laboratory door suddenly opened, and a man wearing an eye patch slowly walked in.

He smiled at the researcher and said, "Councilor Sala, it's getting late. The assembly is about to begin."

Patrick Zala glanced at the newcomer and continued, "Answer my question."

"Hm?" The man looked confused and turned to the researcher.

"Because, because he wasn't initially a Coordinator, the results of this experiment are not referential," the researcher explained, his gaze darting between the two men.

"You say he wasn't a Coordinator?" Patrick Zala's eyes narrowed. If a Coordinator's genes weren't adjusted, were they still a Coordinator?

"Yes, strictly speaking, he's a test-tube baby, and a normally conceived one at that. He falls under the category of Naturals!" the researcher nodded.

"Test-tube baby? A Natural?"

Patrick Zala looked at Noel through the transparent glass, unsure of what to say. A Natural test-tube baby was being hunted under the guise of being a Coordinator.

"Yes, according to our investigation, his parents did not have him participate in the Coordinator program. They simply wanted a child," the researcher continued to explain.

"A child..."

Patrick Zala murmured, then said to the researcher, "Compile all the data into a report and send it to me. Also, try to resolve his side effects."

With that, he turned and left the laboratory without waiting for the researcher's reply.

The man with the eye patch chuckled as he watched Patrick Zala's retreating back. He then picked up the researcher's experimental data and looked at it, saying, "This data... is very well written."

The researcher stood there without answering.

"Cruze," Patrick Zala's voice came from outside the door.

"Yes!" The man named Cruze put down the report he was holding and left the laboratory.

Swish~

The door closed.

"Hoo~"

As the two left, the researcher slumped back onto the stool, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

Outside the research lab~

"You seem quite interested in that child?" Patrick Zala said slowly as he sat in the car heading to the council, looking out at the bustling city.

"I just find it rather pathetic," Cruze replied, sitting opposite Patrick Zala.

"Pathetic?" Patrick Zala withdrew his gaze from the window and looked at Cruze.

Cruze chuckled at this, "A family that should have been ordinary Earthlings, slaughtered because they participated in something as common as IVF. They didn't die at the hands of the enemy, but at the hands of their own people. Isn't that pathetic?"

IVF was not uncommon in this world. As long as you could prove that both parents were unable to conceive naturally, most countries would not prevent you from undergoing IVF.

Patrick Zala glanced at Cruze indifferently and said nothing.

"Wooo~!"

"Beep beep beep!"

"Beep beep beep!"

At that moment, air raid sirens suddenly blared across the entire PLANT.

The emergency communicator in the car let out a piercing shriek.

"Beep~"

Patrick Zala quickly connected, "What happened?"

Why had he received no news at all when the air raid sirens were sounding!

"Councilor Patrick Zala, Junius... has been hit by a nuclear explosion!" a man's voice came from the communicator.

"What did you say!?"

Patrick Zala roared in disbelief. A nuclear bomb!

"Agricultural satellite Junius 7 has been attacked by a nuclear bomb!"

"Junius 7!?"

"Yes!"

As Patrick Zala listened to the news from the communicator, it felt as if something in his mind had exploded.

Lenoya Sala--

At the same time, all PLANT satellites simultaneously broadcasted video news of agricultural satellite ~ Junius 7 being attacked by a nuclear bomb.

"No!"

"Mom!"

"Why!"

"No! This isn't real!"

On the streets, countless people stared blankly at the screen, watching the light of destruction illuminate it.

This was followed by countless roars and cries of anguish, as their relatives and friends were located there.

And in the crowd, a young man stood frozen in place