Steampunk Era: Mad Abield
Chapter 1183: Section 724: Meeting (Part 2)_2

Chapter 1183: Section 724: Meeting (Part 2)_2

In this world, whether in the Westland or the Eastern Land, there are people who do not surrender to destruction, do not bow to Chaos, even in the face of despair, they never retreat.

There is a legendary squad patrolling the camp, saluting Malin, whom Malin patted them on the arm one by one, especially encouraging Xiaolin.

People always grow; he remembers clearly when he first arrived in this time, Malin just wanted to live a good life once more, and now... "Lord Malin."

A child’s call came from behind, Malin turned his head, looking at the oldest of the five children. These children, due to their young age, have a high degree of malleability, which is why they learned to speak so early, unlike Shen Wansan, who seemed awkward like an old foreigner learning Chinese for the first time.

"What’s the matter, child?" Malin did not know their names; perhaps they didn’t have any, just as he did not know what the old Sage was called.

"The leader said it, we all heard it, can we... tell these words to our Azu?" The child looked at Malin, eyes filled with expectations and hope that Shen Wansan lacked.

Malin smiled and nodded: "You can."

Azu must be the title they use for the old Sage, like the word grandpa.

These zombies actually have the concept of family now. Though Malin didn’t know why zombies in the Eastern Land and Westland differed like this, he thought it would be wonderful if the killing between humans and zombies could end. After all, compared to them, Chaos is the enemy of all life on this planet.

Malin doesn’t expect zombies to stand in the same trench as Awakener and biochemical people against humans. He only hopes zombies can, like humans, stop fighting when facing the real enemy.

At least... before driving out Chaos, don’t consume each other anymore.

"Lord Malin, you said our world is in a vast place called the universe, where there are countless worlds with life like ours, right?"

"Very few have life. After all, not every planet can be called the cradle of life. But I believe, in this universe, we are not alone. Anyway, just like we did eight thousand years ago, after we drive out Chaos, we will rebuild civilization, once again free ourselves from the bondage of gravity on us living beings."

As Malin finished speaking, he patted her head. These five children ate relatively well in the past three days, looking much better than they did three days ago—proving these creatures have a strong absorptive capability. Maybe it’s the long experience that gave them this zombie tribe such a gift.

Judging by the speed of evolution, they are already very fast. When they initially created biochemical humans, maybe they were just considered tools... but now, they are also members of the human race. Malin sincerely hopes every innocent child can have a beautiful future.

He arranged for them to sleep, and Malin saw Sostak No.3.

This AI’s mood has been excellent recently. Thainan has a scientific atmosphere utterly absent in Westland. Sostak No.3 can enjoy an afternoon tea of machine oil with Jason, Bei Luo, and Bixiu Five, discussing science and knowledge, and even discuss the future with Sages. These are things he could not experience in Westland.

According to Sostak No.3, those chaps in Westland are like medieval rustic tycoons.

"Sir Malin, you mentioned that the old zombie will come to take away these children tomorrow."

"Yes."

This was Malin’s agreement with the old Sage; he will come to take these children away. Malin also hopes to send these children to their clan, showing their changes to their tribesmen. If this can change the fate of this zombie tribe consuming raw flesh and blood always, it will be a great good thing for Thanan and the zombies on this land.

"If things can succeed, surely we will be recorded in history, the first people to tame a zombie tribe." Sostak No.3 was very looking forward to tomorrow’s meeting, and he also gave Malin a suggestion: "Then, you can ask Thanan for a title, how about that, the Master of Awakener Castle."

"Do you think I need this thing?" Malin laughed and questioned back; this guy really suggested an absurd idea, and what’s with the Awakener Castle, is this guy’s place Carterburg?

Although it seems to be quite in harmony with nature.

Sostak No.3 thought for a moment, then laughed awkwardly.

"I really hope the satellite factory can be obtained sooner. By then, we can start cleaning up those metal scraps in near-Earth orbit completely." When this topic was mentioned, Sostak No.3 looked resentful too, because too many scraps had continuously reduced the number of satellites he had. When meeting Malin, he only had half a satellite left—it’s called half because the left solar panel was damaged, capable only of using a fixed orbit with thirteen hours each day facing outer space.

That’s why Jason couldn’t find this guy at that time.

By the way, I heard there is still a section of a docking bay in distant orbit. If they can find a spaceship, Jason and company can go up to search it and see if there’s anything good inside it.

"Oh, I’m on duty tonight, I’m leaving first."

Sostak No.3 has work to do, Malin didn’t retain him either. After bidding farewell, Malin headed to the small hill at the camp center, climbing atop the watchtower.

Jason was also there; Malin lay down beside him, the two staring at stars in the sky in a daze.

"Sir Malin, are you not going to see Lady Lulu and Lady Quyi?"

"You are too nosy." Malin rolled his eyes at Jason.

Jason laughed and sat up: "I sent Mr. Zhang back to his hometown."

"...Ah, I see." Malin indeed wanted to send Mr. Zhang off too, but Jason stated it was his job.

Mr. Zhang said his hometown had a very beautiful Sea of Trees, but when I went, there was only a deep pit, in the south. Back then, to stop the zombies’ sweep, Thanan used thermonuclear weapons turning the south into a hell... I ultimately picked a relatively clean place on a hill to bury Mr. Zhang." Jason sighed as he said this: "That engineer who was mine, later like a friend, like a father to me... is really resting now."

"...I’m sorry, at that time, I couldn’t help him."

"No need to apologize." Jason said quietly.

Malin feels this AI... seems just like a real human.

Malin doesn’t know why he has this feeling, but Malin feels Jason seems to be hiding something from him.

Yet Malin is puzzled, an AI, what could it be that is hidden from him? So this must be his peculiar sixth sense malfunctioning.

With such sentiments, Malin sat up, looking at Jason preparing to climb down the tower.

"Are you going down, no longer watching stars?" Malin asked curiously.

"I’ve been watching for eight thousand years, even the most beautiful stars, I’m tired of them." Jason said without turning his head, then turned and climbed down the tower.

Malin pondered for a bit, looking back again at the night sky.

Finally, he walked to the edge of the tower.

From here northward, he could already see the top of the factory, which was once evidence of human conquest over this planet. Now it represents the weakness and revival of humanity after great destruction. Personal fate is indeed insignificant against the background of history named time. Finally, Malin turned and dove from the tower, diving into the open teleportation channel.

The next second, landed at the cemetery entrance outside of Carterburg, Malin looked at the distant sunset and snow in the sky, then step by step found old Hoffman’s tombstone along the stone steps.

Took out a cigarette, lit it, and placed it on top of the tombstone.

There was an epitaph old man himself chose on the tombstone.

I came to this beautiful world, passing friends, you must be thinking the same.

Malin turned, looking at the last ray of the setting sun far away.

...Yes, I too think so... you old miser.