A.D. 874

The Viking Inger-Yanasun set foot on this gentle land, the calm sea breeze swept away his weariness, and he was enchanted by the scenery before him. With the arrival of some immigrants, Iceland unveiled itself to the world.

49 AH, Reykjavik, Iceland

The low whistle of ......the ship pierced the sky of Hongpuer Harbor like an ice pick in the middle of winter. Not far away, the Dawn's massive bow swept across the icy sea, like a light blade swimming through a mirror of hidden dangers. The dark chimney in the bow of the ship was laboriously expelling a dense haze that filled the sky, and in a moment, it was scattered by the Atlantic breeze.

It is one of the few remaining high-powered steam-powered ships in the world today, and it was the glorious result of the Industrial Revolution of the 19th century, hundreds of years ago. Although the Aurora has been gone for hundreds of years, it is still well maintained to solve unnecessary problems. Sure enough, it now occupies a pivotal position in the new era.

In the years following the collapse of order, the Aurora was tasked with transporting ——— last remaining humans to Iceland, the last place of human settlement. After all, only the most primitive machines are the most reliable, and they are often unaffected by the unknown substances that scurry around the world after a nuclear explosion. Of course, this is not the only thing that can be done, and perhaps the last remaining high-level of humanity cannot bear the huge and unbearable harm caused by advanced technology. Therefore, all overt technological behaviors have been banned with great fanfare, and everything has returned to the pastoral era!

"What a beautiful post-apocalyptic scene!"

Captain Hunter Sr. of the Aurora walked down the gangway with his trademark sepiolite pipe in his mouth. He is a burly, energetic old man, although he is eighty years old, but the years have not worn off the edges and corners of his face, he is still an old Indian lion ready to go! "Hey, guys, we're home, let's have a good time." He announced cheerfully and loudly. Most of the crew secretly shouted hello, and quickly busied themselves with the aftermath——— and groups of depressed refugees were guided out of the cabin and brought to shore. There was already a group of heavily armed troops waiting there, but the leader was a slightly immature teenager, although he tried his best to use his inch to fill his body with a fierce aura, but Yi couldn't hide the fact that his face was full of youth.

"Hey Cloud, how are you doing?" From afar, old Hunter sent out his rough and loud greeting. The young man named Yun grinned silently and greeted him with a slight smile. "Hey, grandpa, thanks to your old man, I'm fine." Before he could say a few more words, old Hunter picked him up with a bear hug and whispered in his ear, "I'm in trouble this time when I went to sea, the situation is not good lately, boy, you have to be careful." Then the old man raised his right hand and stroked the head of the cloud, and smiled kindly, "Then the rest of the tasks will be handed over to you, I will go back to rest, the wind and waves are turbulent every day, and I almost shook off my old bone frame." Yun bowed his head lightly, exchanged a few words with the old man's men, and then walked back with a large number of refugees.

Yun has been arranged to do this since he came to the island - to lure all the victims to the "cave", and if it weren't for Hunter's early years, Yun would have gone in early. But everyone who went in never showed up. All staff on the ground who have their duty to do their job are told to do their part. It's as deeply ingrained in their minds as the teachings of those years ago. Still looking for something? It's just a matter of being able to live here.

This is the last city-state, the one that belongs to the surviving humans after the end of the world. It is called a city-state because there is no structure that can be called a state. All of this was wiped out in the explosions of 50 years ago. It's like spitting bubbles when you were a kid, and the bubbles you just spit out will shine in the sunlight when they rise. They will fly higher and higher, feeling the rather chic realm that the ancients said "the sea is wide and the fish jumps, and the sky is high for the birds to fly". But at a certain point, when they don't know it, the pressure generated by the air will blow them up from the inside. And the bubble itself has no idea about this, and can only relive the beauty of its short life.

2250 A.D. Elsena

"So, I'm very sorry for that, Mr. Pagelia," said the tall man in a suit, leaning against the table and not paying attention to it, smiling playfully. Paglia sat in a chair, clutching her head in pain, and on the monitor in front of him, hundreds of bright red points of light were displayed all over the five continents. "Isn't there any chance", the painful man seems to want to hammer through the fog in front of him!

"Gentlemen, it's time for us to retreat," the heavy wooden door of the conference room was forcefully pushed open, and Kyle, the officer of the Security Service, rushed in, his forehead covered with thick and large beads of sweat, and the fear in his eyes was undisguised.

Paglia slowly raised his head, what kind of face was it, a dead face, it was not too much to describe it as dead silence, as if the last trace of life in his heart had been cut off at some point. "Please get out first, we'll be there later", the man said to Kyle. Kyle stumbled back, not forgetting to close the door slightly.

"If it were possible, I would like to end my life in this place." Paglia said in a deep voice. "I will be a sinner through the ages, and the light of civilization will be extinguished in my hands." "Don't, we have a way, it's more than enough to ensure that our only remaining people survive. Even though God extinguishes the fire, we can still create it ourselves, can we? The man in the suit said with a smile, not impressed at all. However, everything is over, and it is up to a few of us, is there any need to continue? Paglia gradually calmed down. Don't grind and chirp, let's go, if we don't go, we'll all have to turn into air, and if that thing comes down, we'll really be nothing. The man in the suit replied with a slight smile, as if there was nothing in this world worthy of his mercy, and he was as calm as ever.

Paglia and the man in the suit boarded the Thunder, and the hatch closed. The lower part of the aircraft, which resembles what people called UFOs hundreds of years ago, shows a faint shadow, as if it can tear space apart. In the next moment, all the members of the Thunder Eagle had reached an altitude of 10,000 meters.

"Cloud. Will we live? A petite figure swooped down on Paglia, who had just entered the room. Yun hugged the visitor tightly, "Sanrou, hello rest, it's not as serious as you imagined, it's just a routine inspection." Yun looked at the person in his arms dotingly, and said softly: "You have to take care of yourself, and our children." As soon as the child about to be born in her womb was mentioned, Sanrou's heart suddenly settled down. "Well, I will", she said slowly, stroking her belly, and said with a little excitement, "In the future, we will take him to see this shining world!" Yun tried his best to hide his solemnity and replied softly, "That will definitely be." But I didn't know that my thoughts had already drifted into the distance - the first one had already landed.