Embers Ad Infinitum

he pollution in Gesterbourg is too serious.
This doesn’t come from the Old World’s destruction but its own industry.

“The workers here are tragic.
The harsh environment and high-intensity labor cause people to die in the factories every day; it compels me to organize them to protest such treatment.
Unfortunately, this is the White Knights’ industrial base.
There’s a powerhouse presiding over it, and we have our own missions.

“Yes, I ultimately chickened out.
I have my own concerns and people I care about.
I can’t stand out for strangers without hesitation.

“The White Knights’ genetic enhancement drugs are different from ours.
Each adjusts a particular ability of the human body, and it is also effective for adults.
I hope the company can use it as a reference…

“The residents of Gesterbourg are relatively wild and impatient.
They do things rather simply and roughly.
Most of the time, they rely on muscles instead of brains…

“There’s nothing worth reminiscing about the food here.
There’s only one type of mutated beef that left an impression on me.
Yes, I’m mainly surprised that it’s not much different from ordinary beef…”

After the records on Gesterbourg, the other Old Task Force entered Ceningmis.

“We came to a city named Ceningmis.
It still keeps up with Old World traditions rather well.
Melodies echo everywhere, and there is even a musical fountain in the square.

“The people here show a sense of stability and joy that comes from the bottom of their hearts.
The psychological trauma and real-life suffering left behind by the Old World’s destruction can’t be found here.

“Although it’s a city of Red River ethnicity, I still feel like I’m home.
This comes from all the graffiti on the walls, from the pedestrians and performers in the square, and from the people walking through the various old buildings…

“Civilization belongs to all humans.”

Shang Jianyao flipped to another page, revealing new content.
“We are visiting a gentleman today to persuade him to tell us something.
He’s already very old.
Furthermore, Ceningmis also lacks medicine.

“His health isn’t good.
This also gave us a breakthrough because our team has amazing doctors, good drugs, and medical supplies.
Maybe there will be an operation soon.”

This was the last bit of content in the notebook.
Shang Jianyao—who had raised his visor at some point in time—lowered his head and looked at it without moving for a long time.

“What’s wrong?” Genava asked in concern.

Shang Jianyao looked up and choked.
“Every time my dad comes back, he will tell me what he ate outside, what he saw, and what interesting things he encountered.
He always told me to be a kind person and a real man…”

His face was already covered in tears, and he looked miserable.

Genava wanted to say something, but he couldn’t find a suitable template or sentence.
At this moment, he seemed to understand the subtleties of human emotions.

After an unknown period of time, Jiang Baimian’s voice sounded through the communications system embedded in the military exoskeleton.
“Can you hear me?”

“Loud and clear,” Genava immediately replied.

Jiang Baimian clearly heaved a sigh of relief and asked, “Are you on the top floor? How’s Hey?”

“Hey found his father’s corpse on the top floor,” Genava replied truthfully.

Jiang Baimian fell silent for a few seconds before saying, “Give him some space to vent his emotions.
Check the surroundings for any clues.”

“Alright.” Genava analyzed the situation and told Jiang Baimian about the last notebook of Shang Jianyao’s father.

Jiang Baimian muttered to herself in confusion, “They wanted to operate on the Kalendaria’s Son in exchange for some information? An accident happened during the surgery?”

“It seems so at the moment,” Shang Jianyao was the one who replied.
He wiped the tears on his face with his sleeve, and his voice was deep and hoarse.

Jiang Baimian didn’t offer any condolences, nor did she mention his father.
She deliberately reminded him, “Pack up the items you want to take away as soon as possible.
The overlap might happen again at any moment.”

“Okay.” Shang Jianyao—who hadn’t stood up—took off his backpack and picked up the bones one by one.

Upon seeing that his bag was about to run out of space, he transferred the rest to Genava.

After finishing this matter, he stood up again and looked around.
“Let’s find the operating table first.
There might be important clues there.”

From the current situation, the surgery should’ve happened in this penthouse because the Old Task Force members’ corpses were scattered here, down the stairs, and at the bottom.
Of course, they couldn’t rule out the possibility that an accident had happened to the ‘patient’ before the surgery began.

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