The 1,420-megahertz signal vanished without a trace.
In the holographic projection, Ross 154 continued to shine over its "sphere of influence," sheltering every planet in its stellar system, just as it had hundreds of millions of years ago.
Everything that had just happened seemed like an illusion.
Apart from human civilization and [Hua], perhaps only the cyanobacteria-like organisms on Ross 2 had witnessed the scene.
Lü Yongchang rose from his electromagnetic seat, gazed at the quiet, cold universe before him, and let out a long sigh.
"Resume the city construction plan."
"Understood."
As always, Zero responded promptly to his request and carried out each command meticulously.
The sealed ports of the [Earth] slowly opened once more.
One Black Lady Two after another moved into position, waiting for the researchers to board.
A little farther away, as the highest combat alert was lifted, the glow of the Hall Thrusters at the stern of the Comet-Class battleship [Golden Crow] gradually dimmed.
Farther still, on the surface of Ross 2, mechanical arms and robots stirred back into motion within City Two, where construction was more than halfway complete.
At that moment, human civilization seemed to be back on track.
A few days earlier.
2272.11.3
Proxima Centauri System, Proxima b, City Four.
With the Human Fleet's departure, the available space per person in the city had increased severalfold.
Ren Feng sat quietly in the courtyard outside his front door, looking at the old man beside him with a faintly bewildered gaze.
The old man's face was covered in wrinkles.
As though sensing Ren Feng's gaze, the old man laboriously raised his eyelids and coughed softly.
"Feng?"
The old man called softly.
The bewilderment gradually faded from Ren Feng's eyes. Seeing the hint of worry in the old man's cloudy gaze, he chuckled. "Grandpa,