nucmednet Chapter 304 The Seekers of the Past
Chapter 304 The Seekers of the Past
Since the starry sky was shrouded in darkness, this nebula has never welcomed any travelers. Ten thousand years ago, this starry sky was connected by a vast network of portals, allowing people to travel through time and space and instantly reach the other side of the galaxy.
But now, nothing is left. The star Amelansi watches over this star system with five planets. Over the course of tens of thousands of years, space has been shrouded in dust. This dust once came from distant star systems, was collected and rebuilt by humans, and was eventually destroyed and scattered into floating debris.
"Humanity's Chronicle, Amelansi Galaxy, the original Amelansi Galaxy Stargate Space, Alicia de la Leyer's Third Diary."
“This starry sky is indeed beautiful, Raffarin Lo. I admire you and our predecessors. It is your efforts that have brought it to the view of me.”
"Many years ago, I sat on the tower of the castle and looked at this starry sky. At that time, I, or my mother, thought that the sky was only that high and that the stars in the sky were like the candles on the top of the castle."
"But now, I see it. This is everything we should have had. Thank you, time, for telling me about that life-or-death battle. And after I left the land I once knew, I was not attacked. Perhaps time has washed everything away."
"In short, I see it. It's a ring, a gray ring. On either side of it, on either side of the ring surrounded by space debris, there's a structure extending outwards. It's mostly intact. The part in front of me is still connected to several portal pipes."
Alicia is further away from everyone else.
Raffarin Law was deeply worried about this starry sky. As the new human race grew out of ignorance and science came into their grasp, naturally, they would take their first step outside the cradle.
Ten years ago, they launched probes into space. Raffarin Lowe wasn't just there to help the new humans explore the stars; she also wanted to ask the cosmos questions:
"Is this starry sky safe now?"
The probe orbited the planet and transmitted readings back, but it could not dispel her worries. In her subsequent plans, she thought that someone had to ask the stars questions themselves.
Alice wouldn't agree to these things, Raffarin Low knew; she could agree to space exploration, or she could agree to declare war on threats.
But all of this is undoubtedly beyond the capabilities of this civilization. Alice, before she can unite the civilizations of the entire planet, destructive weapons will only harm each other. Before she can utilize the resources of most of the planet, a spaceship capable of traversing half the universe will only bring crisis.
Unless a new generation of humans overcomes the nature bestowed upon them by nature and relies on reason to re-forge a civilized nature for themselves, they will not be qualified to take possession of the legacy left by their predecessors.
So they took on all of this alone. Alicia boarded Raffarin Low's hidden spaceship and sailed into space alone. She wanted to see if the starry sky had returned to its original state and if they could still find some human heritage.
The pure white spaceship traveled through the debris cloud, its gravity generator repelling space debris. The weak gravity pushed the debris away. Alicia, wearing a spacesuit, manipulated the control sticks like a seasoned spaceship pilot.
But in reality, she only trained in the training pod for two days.
"Guidance... dock connection successful—activating docking navigation... Ahh... Raffarin, as expected of Earth's products, even after ten thousand years, these things are still usable~"
As the spacecraft drew closer, the space station, which had been as silent as a tomb, suddenly lit up. The docking window's program was awakened from hibernation, and among the power satellites orbiting the star, a few were still operational, providing basic energy supply.
"Hopefully these old relics can hold on..."
Alicia murmured, "The spacecraft's computer and the space station's control system shook hands, data began to be exchanged, the gravity repulsion system shut down, the mechanical structure started operating, and the universal docking structure meshed together."
[Dock complete. We are balancing the air pressure. Please do not remove your helmet.]
Alicia patted the helmet on her head. Humans are incredibly fragile. The Urka people, far away in the Fifth Arm Nebula, can stand in space with their bodies, and the Eytizi Space Whale can travel through hyperspace.
But it is precisely because of the limitations of the physical body that humans have been able to rely on their wisdom to create tools, and ultimately spread their footprints throughout the universe.
Alicia glanced at the holographic display on her spacesuit. The air pressure inside and outside the cabin was now equal. The hatch opened automatically, and she stepped through the airlock into the space station that had been floating for thousands of years.
[Please note that the space station's self-inspection indicates a low level of structural integrity across the entire space station, with damage to major modules. Temporary repairs are currently underway, but the engineering department has not yet responded.]
The air pressure on the other side of the valve was lower, and overall it wasn't an environment where one could remove their spacesuit. Alicia opened the valve and entered the transportation hub hall.
This is a massive structure, resembling a railway-aircraft hub on Earth. However, the gravity inside the space station is lower, and the core that maintains microgravity operates at low power due to insufficient energy.
Alicia turned around and, through the transparent side bulkhead, saw Amelanxi, a beautiful planet, a galactic marvel remodeled by humans to fit Earth's environment. At this moment, it was shrouded in a white cloud of dust, like a jewel veiled in white gauze.
She continued swimming forward. In the spacious hall, pens, luggage, and corpses wrapped in spacesuits floated, just as they had in the past. One side of the massive bulkhead was completely torn open, and a clump of black, semi-transparent mucus covered these gruesome wounds, on which spacesuits and other debris were attached.
She saw a spacesuit floating towards her, with shocking bloodstains at the tear, but neither through the helmet visor nor through the tear could she see anything inside; it was as if the body had never existed there.
Most of the cabin was shrouded in dim light, with flashing red emergency lights reminding her that this was not a paradise, but the remnants of a battlefield.
"Humanity's Chronicle, Amelansi Galaxy, the original Amelansi Galaxy Stargate Space, Alicia de la Leyer's Fourth Diary."
“I have arrived at the Amelan West Stargate Hub. It is lifeless here. Spacesuits are floating around, but they are empty. Traces of blood are still congealed on the surface of these floating high-tech coffins. Thanks to the sterile environment, the blood has not been decomposed by microorganisms.”
Alicia continued to venture deeper, seeking information about the past of this place and about the stargate system.
This is the legacy of pre-humanity, a legacy stained with blood, and she is an archaeologist. In the tomb called Starry Sky, she will personally clean and interpret these dusty relics for future generations to use.