Elsewhere, on the surface of Proxima b, in an enclosed sanatorium.
When he first arrived on the surface, Proxima b's powerful gravity had nearly crushed the Elder Head Councillor.
Living in zero gravity for prolonged periods was particularly hard on the elderly.
After a full day of adjustment, the Elder Head Councillor had regained a little mobility.
Of course, he still relied on an electric wheelchair and several mechanical arms to move around most of the time.
Although getting around was somewhat difficult, the Elder Head Councillor did not dislike his current life.
Inside the enclosed sanatorium, he basked in Proxima Centauri's faint sunlight through the glass curtain wall, feeling gravity pull him toward the ground...
It almost felt as though he were back on Earth.
Outside the glass curtain wall were small, shrublike plants with purplish-black leaves.
Occasionally, he even saw a few strangely shaped insects crawling around the glass curtain wall.
These little alien creatures seemed intensely curious about this peculiar building.
In the distance stood several towering electromagnetic cannons.
They were the defensive installations responsible for protecting the sanatorium.
Zero's holographic avatar stood beside the curtain wall, silently watching the old man and awaiting his next command.
Sitting in his wheelchair, the Elder Head Councillor narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked up at the sky.
Five long flight trails appeared across the orange-yellow sky.
A look of understanding flickered in his eyes.
It seemed the surface laboratory had been completed.
Professor Lü must be about to get busy again, then?
He slowly closed his eyes, feeling the faint warmth from Proxima Centauri, and silently reflected.
May everything go smoothly.
May human civilization prosper forever.
The next day.
The Photon Computer laboratory.
After a night's rest, most of the researchers had adapted to Proxima b's gravity.