News of the Tsukasa Empire's unconditional surrender and the final battle's conclusion traveled through the forest winds all the way back to Ishigami Village.
Those who had stayed behind received the good news at once, and the anxiety they had carried for so long finally settled.
What thrilled them most was not just the victory, but the full report from the front-not a single person had died in the entire battle.
No sacrifices, no casualties. Every companion who had gone to war was safe!
In an instant, all of Ishigami Village erupted with joy.
From the winter standoff to the spring showdown, an entire season of torment vanished in that moment.
Ishigami Village had finally welcomed truly peaceful, secure days, and the whole village basked in relief and happiness.
With the battlefield quiet, Senku did not let himself stagnate in the joy of victory.
To him, war was merely a way to clear the obstacles ahead.
His true ultimate goal had always been to unravel the mystery of petrification and reclaim the lost Twenty-First Century!
Beneath the clear afternoon sky, Senku crouched alone beside the equipment, his head lowered as he worked intently on the communication cables he had just finished setting up.
The copper wires were neatly arranged, the circuits securely connected, and the batteries supplied steady power. The entire rudimentary communications system had taken shape.
His fingertips brushed the cable connectors as he checked every connection.
Everything around him was quiet, save for the faint sounds of his fingers touching the wires.
Just then, an extremely faint, intermittent rustling sound came through the cables.
Senku's hands stopped. He went completely still, a trace of wariness flashing in his eyes.
He immediately leaned closer to the receiver connected to the cables, held his breath, and listened intently.
Muffled, fragmented