Gangduo nodded and sighed. "Let's leave all that aside for now. Broadcast the news that the Faceless One is dead. It would be good to raise morale."
"Then clear away the wreckage here and repair whatever needs repairing as soon as possible."
"Ah, our casualties were far too heavy this time."
Before long, the casualty figures came in.
A full 612 people had died... For the Macrosteel People, whose population numbered only 12,000, a death rate of 5% was an enormous figure!
A sorrowful atmosphere hung over the cabins. Many of the Macrosteel People had lost friends and family in the Faceless One disaster.
Whenever they thought about how they were still trapped in the Abyss, facing a vast unknown, with the possibility of another monster that powerful climbing aboard at any moment, they could not help feeling some despair.
The blinded Gangduo delivered a speech over the broadcast system, hoping to restore morale as quickly as possible, but it clearly did not have much effect.
Even for the most resilient race, fear and despair were only natural when faced with certain death.
Only when he mentioned that the esteemed Transcendent was still in good health and would recover soon did the civilians and soldiers regain a little confidence.
At the end of his speech, Gangduo said in a deep, rough voice, "Many soldiers sacrificed their lives, and many innocents died. Yet this was also our ultimate fate: to become dust in the Eternal Furnace. But their spirit has endured, providing nourishment for our continued survival."
"We will activate the Source of the World for twenty hours... We will be absolutely safe during that time. But only for twenty hours, no more."
"Everyone, we don't have much time to spend in despair. We must restore our ability to organize as