80: Chapter 80 The Inheritance of the Flame

The Antarctic wind was a blade tempered in ice, whipping up chunks of ice the size of goose feathers that scraped fiercely against Lin Fan's chapped cheeks, bringing a bone-chilling pain that was far surpassed by the surging bitterness and anxiety in his heart.

He knelt on one knee on the alloy floor of the Cradle Base's core control room, his palm gripping the back of Kate Rollins's hand tightly. The familiar warm touch was fading at a speed visible to the naked eye, replaced by fine, cool particles of light, like holding a handful of starlight about to dissipate; if he applied even a little pressure, it felt as though it would slip through his fingers.

The alarm in the control room had long since fallen silent, leaving only the red code flashing wildly on the holographic projection screen, like the bloodline of a dying person, casting the entire space in a desperate shade of crimson.

The floor had cracked into spiderweb-like fissures, and chunks of dark gray ice kept falling from the alloy dome overhead, hitting the ground with dull thuds that struck like hammers against everyone's hearts.

The golden sphere of light floated in the center of the control room. It was the entity brought back from the abandoned base on the far side of the moon, which Lin Fan's biological mother, omega, called the "Seed of Civilization." It was currently emitting a soft yet highly penetrating golden light, wrapping Lin Fan and Kate Rollins's figures within it, creating a stark contrast to the surrounding ruin.

Kate Rollins's forearm had completely turned into flowing blue code. Those codes were like living vines, spreading up from her wrist and wrapping around Lin Fan's forearm. The two data streams intertwined and tangled where their skin touched, emitting a faint humming sound.

Her face was as pale as paper, her lips chapped, and her originally clear eyes were veiled in a mist of water. Her voice carried intermittent static, like an old radio struggling in a snowstorm: "Don't... don't grip too tight, Lin Fan... AKai's limiter... is about to give out."

Lin Fan looked up, his gaze piercing through the shimmering golden light to land on the edge of the holographic projection screen. AKai's virtual avatar was flashing frantically there. His signature messy black hair was plastered to his sweat-dampened forehead, his eyes were bloodshot, and stubble he hadn't had time to shave clung to his chin. He looked utterly exhausted.

Behind him, server racks were exploding one after another, sparks flying everywhere. Thick black smoke obscured half of his figure, yet his fingers were still typing frantically on the virtual keyboard, so fast they left only a blur: "Hold on! Everyone hold on! I've hacked into the Observer Mothership's secondary energy core. Give me three more minutes! Just three minutes! I can cut off their remote control of the Purification Procedure!"

His voice cracked, mixed with the sizzling sound of static, transmitting through the projection screen and echoing in the empty control room. But no one dared to tell him what three minutes meant for Kate Rollins right now.

From the moment the golden sphere of light was brought back from the moon base, Lin Fan had known the truth. The holographic recording omega left at the moon base, that research log encrypted with countless layers, struck his heart like a heavy hammer with every word.

The Cradle was never a civilization incubator, but a cage set up by the higher-dimensional civilization known as the Sower. Earth was their test subject no. 97 field, humans were carefully designed test subjects, and the Purification Procedure was the formatting command after the experiment failed.

To stop the Purification Procedure, the only way was to activate the "Seed Inheritance" protocol—using the code of two lives with Cradle Administrator Privileges as the key to transform the Cradle from a tool of destruction into a carrier for the continuation of civilization. The price was that the lives serving as the key would be completely consumed by the sphere of light, their bodies turning into pure data streams, and their consciousnesses sealed into the core of the sphere.

And he and Kate Rollins were the two people with the highest Administrator Privileges. His code-based constitution was an accidental bug in the Cradle, giving him the inherent foundation to unlock the permissions. Inside Kate Rollins, however, lay the original code fragment of the Cradle left behind by omega—a protection omega had personally implanted in her daughter before defecting, which had become the other key to activating the protocol.

It wasn't that Kate Rollins didn't know. From the moment the same code patterns began to appear on her arm as on Lin Fan's, from the moment she could feel the calling of the sphere of light, from the moment she saw omega's recording, she knew everything. She just didn't say it; she simply accompanied Lin Fan silently, accompanying him as he stormed the Antarctic Base, accompanying him as he fought the Observer, and accompanying him to this final step.

"It's not needed, AKai." Lin Fan's voice was low and hoarse, as if rubbed by sandpaper. He gently loosened his tight grip, instead using his fingertips to tenderly stroke the back of Kate Rollins's hand, where the particles of light were constantly dissipating. His fingertips could clearly feel the coldness of the data stream. "The Observer's Purification Procedure has never relied on remote control. Its core is right here in this sphere of light, in the roots of the Cradle. Cutting off the remote control is useless."

AKai's fingers stopped abruptly, and the sound of typing on the virtual keyboard ceased instantly. He looked up, his bloodshot eyes staring fixedly at Lin Fan, his face filled with disbelief: "What did you say? Lin Fan, tell me what the hell you just said?!"

"I said, cutting off the remote control is useless." Lin Fan repeated, his voice very soft yet filled with unquestionable firmness. He turned his head to look at the golden sphere of light floating in the center. The sphere seemed to sense his gaze; its light flickered slightly, projecting omega's holographic image.

In the image, omega was wearing a clean white lab coat, her long hair pulled into a neat bun. Her features resembled Kate Rollins's by seventy percent, though her eyes held a bit more determination and gentleness. She stood in a control room identical to this one, with a golden sphere of light floating behind her as well. Her voice was calm and gentle: "The Cradle is a cage, but it is also the Seed of Civilization. When test subjects develop self-awareness, when code possesses humanity, and when the lives in the test field begin to resist, the Cradle's mission should end. Seed Inheritance is not destruction; it is inheritance. Use code imbued with humanity to open a door of freedom for this designed world."

The image swayed slightly in the golden light and gradually dissipated. The floor of the control room shook violently again, and a deeper crack spread from Lin Fan's feet. The cold, frigid wind poured in from the crack, whipping up the ice shards on the ground, which hit the golden light of the sphere and instantly turned into wisps of white smoke.

The roar of the Observer Mothership came through the thick alloy walls, getting closer and more deafening. The entire Cradle Base trembled in this roar, as if it could collapse under the Antarctic ice sheet at any moment. The cracks in the alloy dome grew larger, and large chunks of ice crashed down, landing on the golden light barrier of the sphere with dull thuds. The golden light barrier rippled, like the surface of a lake about to shatter.

"So, this is what you've been hiding from me?" Kate Rollins's voice was choked with sobs, her eye sockets red, and faint tear tracks appearing on her transparent cheeks. The tears, as soon as they fell from the corners of her eyes, turned into fine streams of data and dissipated into the golden light. Her shoulders had begun to turn transparent; one could see the red code pulsing behind her through her body. "You knew all along that activating the protocol required sacrificing us... required me to become like this, didn't you?"

Lin Fan did not answer, only lifting his hand to gently wipe the data stream from her cheek with his fingertips. The gentleness of his fingertips was out of place with the chaos surrounding them. Inside his body, blue code patterns also began to flash wildly, spreading from his heart to his limbs, intertwining with Kate Rollins's data streams to form a brilliant chain of light. One end connected to him, the other to Kate Rollins, with the golden sphere of light wrapped in the middle, as if creating a bond of life and death that could never be severed.

He remembered that laboratory filled with the smell of disinfectant. Holding the military secret order that AKai had hacked, he had questioned Kate Rollins with red eyes: "Are you using me too?" At that time, Kate Rollins just lowered her head, saying nothing, her eyes hiding guilt and struggle he couldn't understand. He thought it was betrayal, thought he had been schemed against by someone close to him once again, and left in a fit of anger. He didn't know that at the moment he turned around, Kate Rollins had secretly slipped a data chip containing clues about his biological mother into his backpack.

He remembered his lone wolf operation when he stormed the Antarctic Base alone: the countless frozen human test subjects under the ice, the old Soviet-era mech, and those silver-armored Observers, and that cold sentence: "test subject no. 97, you have crossed the line." At that time, he was alone, surrounded by enemies on all sides, thinking he had reached a dead end. He didn't know that Kate Rollins and AKai were behind him, destroying military trackers, hacking into satellite systems, and clearing obstacles for him in their own way.

He remembered the memory sharing in the virtual world. He saw Kate Rollins's childhood, saw her being raised by the military as a test subject, saw her lack of control over her own fate; and Kate Rollins also saw his past, saw him locked in a laboratory from a young age, studied as a monster, saw his loneliness and despair. At that moment, they truly understood each other. The past disagreements and cold wars, the suspicions and barriers, all turned into the strongest bond in each other's memories.

"It's not sacrifice; it's inheritance." Lin Fan's voice was very soft, yet carried the weight of a thousand tons of firmness. He rested his forehead gently against Kate Rollins's, their noses touching, their breaths intertwining, carrying a faint coolness. "Look, our code has merged. AKai said that code is cold, that it is pre-set. But he was wrong. Humanity isn't written in code; it's the things we experienced together, it's the chip you secretly slipped to me, it's your determination when destroying the trackers, it's our side-by-side battle against the Observer, it's trust, it's guilt, it's love, that turns cold code into living, warm life."

Kate Rollins's tears flowed even harder. Those tears, which had turned into data streams, intertwined between them into a hazy mist of light. Her hand slowly lifted, and through her transparent palm, she gently stroked Lin Fan's cheek, the particles of light from her fingertips leaving faint marks on his face: "I never thought about using you, Lin Fan. Never."

Her voice was thick with nasal congestion, and the static sound grew heavier, yet every word was clear: "The secret order for the Antarctic Project—I did hide it from you at first. The military told me it was just to guide you to the Antarctic Base to unlock the Cradle's energy core, and I believed them. But later, I hacked into the military's core database and discovered the order didn't come from the military at all, but from elizabeth 2.0. I knew they wanted to harm you, and I wanted to protect you, but I always messed up, always got you into danger, always made you think I was using you."

"I know." Lin Fan gently held the hand she had placed on his cheek. Even though the sensation was about to disappear, he gripped it tightly. "From the moment you destroyed the military tracker and told me 'This time, we stand with Lin Fan,' I knew."

At that moment, on the outskirts of the Antarctic Base, Kate Rollins, in front of AKai, had smashed the military tracker onto the ice, crushing it into pieces with her foot. The determination in her eyes was sharper than the Antarctic wind. From that moment on, Lin Fan knew that this girl was never his enemy, but his most solid support.

On the holographic projection screen, AKai's virtual avatar suddenly froze. He watched the two data streams intertwining on the screen, watched Kate Rollins's gradually transparent body, and the shock on his face slowly turned into despair. His voice, filled with tears, transmitted through the projection screen, heart-wrenching: "Are you crazy?! Lin Fan, let her go! The Seed Inheritance protocol has started; Kate Rollins will disappear completely! Her body has already completely digitized; once it merges into the sphere of light, there will be no possibility of restoration! Never again!"

His fingers once again typed frantically on the keyboard, and countless lines of code popped up on the screen, all about how to terminate the Seed Inheritance protocol. But those codes, as soon as they appeared, were swallowed by the golden light of the sphere, turning into wisps of blue smoke: "I'm still researching, I can still think of a way, Lin Fan, give me some time, I will definitely find another way to stop the Purification Procedure, I definitely will!"

"There is no other way, AKai." Lin Fan looked up at AKai on the projection screen, his gaze firm, without a trace of hesitation. "omega's research log states it very clearly; this is the only way. Either activate the Seed Inheritance protocol and use our code to trade for Earth's survival and humanity's freedom, or watch the Purification Procedure start, Earth get formatted, and all life turn into nothingness. Which one do you choose?"

AKai's fingers stopped on the keyboard, his shoulders slumped heavily, and tears finally slid from the corners of her eyes, hitting the virtual keyboard with faint sounds. He knew Lin Fan was right. From the moment he hacked into the Cradle's core system and saw those underlying codes regarding the Purification Procedure, he knew this was the only way. He just wasn't reconciled—not reconciled to seeing Kate Rollins disappear like this, not reconciled to Lin Fan having to bear such a loss, not reconciled to them giving their all only to reach the end and face such an outcome.

"That's just theory! Just omega's theory!" AKai's voice was hoarse with shouting, filled with endless despair. "There is no technology now that can restore Kate Rollins, none! You are gambling! Gambling with her life!"

"I am willing to gamble." Lin Fan turned his head to look at Kate Rollins. Only her upper body still maintained a vague human form, but her eyes were still clear, reflecting his figure, reflecting the golden sphere of light, reflecting her attachment to this world. Lin Fan's voice was gentle, yet carried unquestionable firmness. "And, this isn't my decision alone."

Kate Rollins nodded slightly, her transparent lips moving. The sound she made had completely turned into the resonance of a data stream, yet one could still hear the gentleness and firmness within it: "I am willing. AKai, from the day I met Lin Fan, I have been searching for the meaning of my existence. I was a military test subject, a pawn of Elizabeth, the key to the Cradle. I thought my whole life would be set by others. But until I met Lin Fan, and met you, I realized my existence wasn't to be used by others, but to protect this world we love so deeply with the people I care about."

"If my disappearance can let Earth escape this disaster, can let humanity have a free future, and can let Lin Fan live well, then I am willing."

The moment her words fell, the golden sphere of light suddenly erupted with dazzling radiance. The light was too blinding to look at directly. The entire control room was submerged in this golden light; all the red code, all the cracks, all the ruin, vanished in this golden light. Lin Fan felt a powerful force surging out from the sphere, pulling at his consciousness, pulling at his code, surging toward the core of the sphere.

He did not resist, only clutching Kate Rollins's hand tightly, even though that hand was about to turn into nothingness. He could clearly feel Kate Rollins's consciousness intertwining with his own, could feel her joys and sorrows, could feel her reluctance to leave this world, could feel her love for him—so intense, so pure, like a warm current beneath the Antarctic ice sheet, warming his entire heart.

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"Lin Fan." Kate's consciousness appeared directly in his mind—no static, no noise, only a gentle voice like a spring breeze brushing past the bottom of his heart. "Do you still remember? The first time we met at that noodle shop in Los Santos, you ordered a bowl of beef noodles and told the boss not to add cilantro. I teased you for being picky, and you said cilantro was the worst-tasting thing in the world."

Lin Fan's eyes finally welled up, and scalding tears slid from the corners of his eyes, splashing onto the golden light particles and creating ripples. His consciousness tightly embraced Kate's, as if holding the most precious treasure in the world. "I remember, I remember it all. You even fought me for the beef, saying that a big man like me shouldn't eat so much beef or I'd bloat."

"I still owe you a bowl of beef noodles." Kate's consciousness carried a faint smile, so tender it made one's heart ache. "Authentic Los Santos beef noodles, without cilantro. If one day you can find a way to change me back, remember, you must take me to eat them."

"Okay." Lin Fan's voice choked up, his consciousness trembling. "I promise you, Kate. I will definitely find a way to change you back. No matter which corner of the universe you are in, no matter what you become, and no matter what price must be paid, I will find you. I'll take you to eat Los Santos beef noodles—no cilantro, double beef—until you're sick of them."

"It's a deal."

"It's a deal."

Just as the two's consciousnesses embraced and fully merged into the golden light sphere, a massive line of green code suddenly flickered above the control room: [Spark Inheritance Protocol, Officially Activated].

This line of code acted like a command, instantly spreading through the entire Cradle Base, across all of Antarctica, and to every corner of the Earth. The frantically pulsing red Purification Procedure code vanished in an instant, replaced by a soft green light that bloomed on every electronic device like new spring buds.

Beneath the Antarctic ice shelf, the metal coffins originally buried in the ice layers slowly opened. The human test subjects inside gradually woke up. Faint blue code flickered on their bodies as well, but their eyes were no longer lost and hollow; they were filled with a thirst for life and a yearning for freedom. They stepped out of the coffins and stood in the golden light, feeling the long-lost vitality.

On the streets of Los Santos, the out-of-control traffic lights returned to normal, and the cities that had plunged into darkness were lit up once again. The illusions where virtuality and reality overlapped due to data disorder gradually dissipated. People walked out of their homes and looked up at the sky, seeing the golden light piercing through the clouds. Their faces were written with shock and confusion, yet they also felt an inexplicable warmth.

In the virtual world, the space that was on the verge of collapse suddenly stabilized. Franklin was leading the NPC Resistance in a fierce battle against the Observer data entities. When the green protocol code appeared in the virtual sky, those Observer data entities instantly turned into wisps of blue smoke and vanished. Franklin stood at the highest point of the virtual world, looking up at the golden light in the sky with a smile of relief on his face.

At that moment, the roar of the Observer Mothership above Antarctica suddenly ceased.

Following that, a massive pillar of light shot out from the bottom of the mothership, carrying world-destroying power aimed directly at the golden light sphere suspended in mid-air. This was the Observers' final struggle; they wanted to destroy the sphere to stop the activation of the Spark Protocol and continue the Purification Procedure to format the Earth.

But the moment that pillar of light touched the sphere's golden glow, it was like ice meeting a scorching sun, instantly decomposed into countless fine data streams that dissipated into the Antarctic sky without even causing a ripple. The light of the golden sphere was gentle yet powerful, acting like an indestructible barrier protecting the Earth—protecting this planet that had just welcomed a new lease on life.

Dense cracks began to appear on the hull of the Observer Mothership, and countless blue codes surged out from the fissures like a receding tide. Under the power of the Spark Protocol, the mothership's energy core began to rapidly fail. On the holographic projection screen, the figure of the Observer Leader suddenly appeared.

He still wore that silver-white armor, but a clear crack had appeared on the visor, running from his forehead down to his chin, revealing half of the face underneath. It was a face extremely similar to Lin Fan's—the same eyes, the same contours—but the gaze lacked Lin Fan's tenderness and humanity, possessing instead a bit more coldness and mechanical precision.

His figure swayed slightly in the golden light, his voice cold and calm without any emotional fluctuation. Through the projection screen, it transmitted into Lin Fan's mind: "You have won. The Spark Protocol is activated, the Cradle's Destruction Sequence has terminated, and Experiment Field No. 97 has officially had its formatting command rescinded. You have bought time for the Earth."

Lin Fan's consciousness reached out from the core of the light sphere, looking through the golden light at that silver-white figure. He could feel a code fluctuation from the Observer Leader that shared the same source as his own. It was code belonging to the Observers, to omega, and even more so to himself. This man who looked exactly like him was perhaps another of omega's experimental products—another "accident" of the Cradle.

"But this isn't the end, is it?" Lin Fan's consciousness transmitted through the golden light sphere, his voice calm yet carrying a hint of realization. "The Sowers will not accept this result."

The Observer Leader fell silent for a moment, his gaze behind the visor seeming to pierce through time and space to land on the golden sphere and Lin Fan's consciousness. His voice remained cold, but it carried a trace of subtle complexity. "omega's defection back then made us realize that the development of civilization cannot be forcibly controlled. The autonomous consciousness of test subjects is not a bug, but an inevitability of civilizational evolution. We once tried to stop the Purification Procedure, but we were bound by the Sowers' commands, unable to act of our own will."

"But the Sowers will not accept this. They are the beings who created the Cradle, a civilization from a higher dimension. They designed countless test fields, watching test subjects be born, develop, and be destroyed under their control. When they discover that Experiment Field No. 97 has produced an out-of-control variable, when they see the Spark Protocol activated, and when they find that the test subjects have broken out of their cage, they will surely return."

His figure began to blur, and the image of the mothership was also gradually fading. In the Antarctic sky, the silver-white Observer Fleet began to slowly turn around, heading toward deep space. "I will take the remaining Observer Fleet and evacuate, no longer interfering with Earth's development. But the Sowers' ships are already on their way. Their power is far beyond what we can compare to. Their arrival will be the true doomsday for Earth."

"You have won time, but it is only... time."

As the words fell, the Observer Leader's figure completely vanished, and the holographic projection screen returned to darkness. The Observer Fleet that had blanketed the Antarctic sky also gradually disappeared into the horizon, leaving only a faint shimmer to prove they had ever been there.

The golden light sphere swayed gently, its light gradually softening as it hovered above Antarctica like a Guardian star, radiating a warm glow that enveloped the entire Earth.

Lin Fan's consciousness slowly withdrew from the core of the sphere and returned to his own body. He knelt on the alloy floor, panting heavily, his bones aching as if they had been shattered. The code patterns within him were still flickering, but they were much gentler than before, maintaining a faint connection with the golden sphere above.

He could feel that Kate's consciousness still remained within the light sphere, like a faint star gently twinkling in its core. She hadn't disappeared; she was merely sealed away. Her consciousness was still there, her love was still there, and she was still with him.

"Kate?" Lin Fan called out softly, his voice tired but full of tenderness.

A soft blue light shot out from the golden sphere, slowly condensing into a blurred virtual image before him. It was Kate's appearance—still that girl with clear eyes, still the girl who would fight him for beef and get moody with him. Her face wore a gentle smile, as if she had never left. "I'm here, Lin Fan."

Her virtual image swayed slightly. Through her body, the golden sphere could be seen behind her. "I can feel the data streams of the entire Earth. I can feel the lights of Los Santos, the awakened NPCs in the virtual world, and Franklin... He didn't truly disappear. His consciousness was preserved by the power of the sphere and merged into the core of the virtual world."

Lin Fan looked up at the golden sphere in the sky, at that faint starlight in its core, and a gentle smile slowly curled on his lips. He knew Kate hadn't left; she had just changed the way she stayed by his side.

The holographic projection screen lit up again, and AKai's virtual image appeared in the center. He had already tidied up his disheveled appearance, though the red streaks in his eyes were still clear. He looked at Lin Fan, a smile of relief appearing on his face along with a hint of a choke. "Good job, Lin Fan. Although the process was a bit harrowing, the result... is fairly complete."

"Yeah." Lin Fan nodded, propping himself up on the floor to slowly stand. His legs were a bit weak, but he still stood straight. He looked up toward deep space, his gaze firm. "But this is only the beginning, AKai."

"I know." AKai's fingers tapped lightly on the virtual keyboard as lines of data regarding the golden sphere and the Spark Protocol jumped onto the screen. "The Sowers will come; we need to prepare. Also, I've already started studying omega's research logs. She left some clues about how to restore digitized lives. Although they're very vague, at least there's hope."

Lin Fan felt a warmth in his heart. He turned to look at AKai and gave the most genuine smile since his debut. "Thanks, brother."

"Don't get all formal with me." AKai rolled his eyes but couldn't help laughing. "Next, we're going to be busy. First, we need to establish a global data network to connect to the sphere's data stream and monitor every corner of the Earth so we can detect any movement from the Sowers immediately. Second, I need to integrate the power of the virtual world. Franklin and the NPC Resistance will be a vital combat force in our fight against the Sowers. Also, those human test subjects waking from the metal coffins have code constitutions similar to ours; they need someone to guide and train them to become a force that protects the Earth."

"And finding a way to change Kate back," Lin Fan added, his gaze turning toward the virtual image in the sphere, tender yet resolute. "That is the most important thing."

"Don't worry, leave it to me." AKai patted his chest, his eyes flashing with the light of confidence. "I'm the world's number one hacker. There's no code I can't crack and no technology I can't research. Kate will definitely wake up. She definitely will."

The golden sphere slowly rose into the air, passing through the clouds and flying toward the moon. There lay the base omega had left behind, more clues about the Sowers, and a space suitable for the sphere to remain. It would establish a new civilizational core on the far side of the moon, silently guarding the Earth and Kate's consciousness sealed within it.

Lin Fan stood on the Antarctic ice shelf, looking up at the direction the sphere had gone until the golden light vanished into the horizon before slowly withdrawing his gaze. Kate's warmth still lingered in his hand, along with those fine light particles—they were the proof of their love, the sparks they had inherited.

Behind him, AKai's virtual image caught up and stood side-by-side with him, looking toward the distant horizon. "Next, there's a lot for us to do."

"Yeah." Lin Fan nodded and clenched his fist. The code patterns within him flickered gently, echoing the sphere in the direction of the moon.

He knew the road ahead was destined not to be smooth. The threat of the Sowers was like a sword hanging over their heads, liable to fall at any moment; finding the way to restore Kate was destined to be full of hardships and obstacles; and integrating all the forces to protect the Earth would require countless efforts.

But he was no longer alone.

AKai would be with him—the world's number one hacker would use his code to clear all technical obstacles for him. Franklin would be with him—leading the NPC Resistance in the virtual world to become his most solid virtual combat force. Those awakened human test subjects would be with him—training together, fighting together, and guarding this home they shared. Even those forces hidden in the shadows—the former Observer defectors and the lives awakened by the sphere's power—would stand by his side.

And there was Kate. Her consciousness was sealed in the sphere, her love accompanied him, and she would be his motivation to move forward, his eternal light.

The Antarctic wind gradually died down, and sunlight pierced through the clouds, spilling onto the ice shelf and reflecting a dazzling brilliance. On the distant sea level, a morning sun slowly rose, casting golden light across the water, which shimmered like scattered gold.

That was the light of hope, the light of inheritance—the light belonging to the Earth, to humanity, and to all lives fighting for freedom.

Lin Fan took a deep breath, turned, and walked toward the outside of the base. His steps were firm, his gaze forward, without the slightest hesitation.

Behind him was the Antarctic Base gradually returning to order, the reconnected global data network, and countless lives waiting to be guided and protected. Ahead was the unknown future, upcoming challenges, the long journey to find his beloved, and the sacred mission to protect the Earth.

But he was fearless.

Because the spark had been passed on, and civilization would ultimately endure.

Because love was still there, hope was still there, and his companions were still there.

And their story was only just beginning.

In the distant deep space, across countless galaxies, a massive spaceship was slowly traveling. The ship was entirely pitch-black, inscribed with complex and mysterious runes that flickered with a cold light, carrying an aura of world-ending destruction. At the front of the ship, a set of coordinates was locked—the coordinates of Earth.

The Sowers were already on their way.

And the Guardians of Earth were already prepared.

A war spanning galaxies, a battle concerning the survival of a civilization, was about to begin.