If I had to describe the current base in one sentence, it would probably only be described in the phrase "barren with a sense of technology".

Although technology is supposed to represent change and achievement, in the empty environment, these laboratories and factories buried by snow seem to silently tell of their ruin and loneliness.

If it weren't for the frequent visits of Joel and York, even the "tower" in the middle might have collapsed.

There is no doubt that the flying machine, called Joshua, is the best-preserved thing in this base.

"That's where we usually work." Walking down a mountain path between the canyons, York pointed to a piece of scaffolding that had been erected next to Joshua.

As he spoke, he glanced at Yanagihara.

"You can help us assemble some parts, but we'll take care of the data by ourselves, so follow the drawings we give you."

"What about me, can I help?"

Al was still shocked by the size of the base, but after hearing York's words, she subconsciously came back to her senses and asked out loud.

Because Yanagihara had told her that the two teenagers were doing something that could help a lot of people, she wanted to do something as well.

"You." Looking at the little girl in front of him, York was silent for a while, and finally shrugged his shoulders helplessly and said.

"You're resting on the side, we don't need a little girl to help us yet."

"Really?" Al seemed a little disappointed when he heard this, and lowered his head and pinched the rabbit in his arms.

Probably seeing Al's emotions, Joel, who was walking behind, rolled his eyes, half-rang, and said with a smile.

"Oh yes, it's not like we're completely out of things to hand over to you, but are you up for that kind of responsibility?"

"Is there really anything I need help with, what is it?"

Al looked up expectantly, as if she was eager to help others, something Yanagihara had never found out before.

It turns out that Yanagihara is not good at educating children. Because she doesn't know that children will always subconsciously imitate adults.

And Yanagihara is the person Al is imitating.

She wants to be like Yanagihara, someone who can be relied on by others.

However, even if Yanagihara knew this, he would probably only laugh at it.

Because in her opinion, she has never been someone who can be relied on.

In contrast, she should be better at escaping.

Otherwise, she would not have embarked on this road of finding her hometown.

It is undeniable that fate once gave her great possibility, just like this immortal body.

Unfortunately, she doesn't have a heart that is strong enough to achieve greatness.

"Of course, of course we need your help, kid."

In the puzzled eyes of the three Yanagihara, Yoel shook his head and said, pointing to the camera in Al's hand and said.

"Please take a picture of the process of our work, including the day we take off in the future. On future trips, I want you to be able to mention this to others once in a while, and I want you to tell them that someone has taken to the skies. Someone, has embarked on a path that once existed only in fantasy. ”

"Can you promise me, kid?" As she spoke, Joel asked, crouching down in front of Al and putting his hand on her silver-white hair.

"No, no problem." Al nodded solemnly, but unfortunately his immature facial features were obviously not suitable for such an expression, so that it made people feel a little funny.

But Joel didn't laugh, but said with the same solemn stretch out of his palm.

"Then let's give a high-five, this represents the unchanging oath between us, please remember our story."

"I see." Al held the camera and raised his hand to give Joel a high-five.

She then took the first photo of Joel.

In the picture, Joel is smiling briskly on the steps, and such a smile seems to represent a life.

In this regard, Al may have already had some insights in his young heart.

"You seem to be pretty good at taking care of children." On the way to the base, Yanagihara said this to Joel.

She felt that perhaps she should retract her earlier belief that Joel was less mature than York.

"Of course, I grew up with York." Joel smiled in response, reaching out and hooking York's shoulder.

"Go away." York stepped aside a little, dodging his brother's palm, apparently unfazed.

"He wasn't so cold when he was a kid." And Yoel didn't feel embarrassed, just continued to laugh, and turned to Yanagihara and spread his hands, completely different from the way he had worried that Yanagihara and Al would get into trouble.

Maybe this is the character of this teenager, and he won't make too many reservations about those who have already started to get along.

"Are you really going to take that liftoff?"

As he was about to enter the base, Yanagihara looked up at the "Joshua" that was getting taller and taller, was silent for a while, and asked again.

"Aren't you worried that the experiment will fail, after all, this craft has been here for ten years."

"If we were afraid of failure, we wouldn't have come in the first place." York walked ahead and led the way, heard Yanagihara's question, and gave an answer with a blank face.

"That's right, this is the work of our parents, how can it fail." Joel smiled and put his hands in his pockets and raised his shoulders.

"I've always believed that we will continue our parents' path and dreams."

Listening to Yoel's words, Yanagihara took a deep look at the two brothers.

They should already have some guesses about their parents' situation.

That's why I made such a decision.

They may just be looking for a meaning.

One that can make the departure of parents has a valuable meaning.

However, whether this is really the case, only Joel and York himself know the answer.

And their answer seems to be located in this canyon.