Chapter 631: Day 5,151 – Viewpoints 56

Chapter 631: Day 5,151 – Viewpoints 56

Jacob Copper

I looked at the container I had. Sphere energy is at safe levels, I said as we flew towards the site of the battle. I could tell with just a glance, with how much I had been studying the effects of sphere energy versus system energy. Countless people had been sacrificed in order to understand the exact impact of the energy. Like putting diesel into a gasoline powered vehicle. It just clogged up everything.

What about the lower layer? I asked Michelle. It was frustrating to a certain extent that she was more skilled than me, but it was also nice. Back in the Dragon Empire, I had to come up with everything. There was no trust and very little support. At least Micheal had competent people around him.

Its open, Michelle said, and I nodded at this. It would take time and resources to construct another portal device.

Keep going? Captain Francis asked. I had to consider the risks, which should be limited. Whatever the System was going to do, it would have already been done by now.

Yes, lets check the battle site, I replied. I gave one more look at the gooified terrain. It was getting better, but there was lingering sphere energy everywhere. Captain Francis lifted the airship up and we took off.Updated from novelbIn.(c)om

There were no monsters out here, and with the height limit that Michael had found, we couldnt afford to lose any zones. Would there be a new void zone, or would there be something else? The blocks had sunk away into the inky blackness.

So, what exactly is happening, are things going to recover? Michelle asked. I let out a sigh as that was a loaded question.

There is still a lot of lingering sphere energy. But there is no large influx of system energy. It is recovering, but slowly. We are looking at a hundred or more days if nothing changes. But based on the outer zones recovering, it is a good sign, I replied and she nodded.

A hundred days, that is a long time, Captain Francis said.

It is. But that is what we are looking at based on the spread of energy. The worst of the sphere energy is gone, but it is lingering around. Like a toxic miasma. Anyone with less stats than us, I would be worried for them. The engine of the airship should also be fine, I replied.

We lose another one, you will have to explain it, Captain Francis joked. It fell flat.

There was silence as we continued to fly slowly over the terrain. We crossed the swamp area towards the former block terrain. I had managed to recover a couple of pieces of the block terrain. I was trying to figure out what they did, since they clearly seem to be purpose built.

There was nothing but a large inky black hole in the landscape where it had all been. Keep flying out? Captain Francis asked.

Yes, I replied. We had to check. If we came all this way and didnt check, there would be questions that would be asked about why not. We took off over the inky black. It was a third type of widespread energy. It was chaotic, grinding everything else down from what I could tell.

The other big moment was when we switched from one shield to another. That had almost gone poorly from having two shields on at once. I felt like my teeth were trying to rip their way out of my mouth. Thankfully, it only lasted about a half a minute at most. Two shields being active at the same time was a bad idea.

We have nine days, right? I asked. And Commander Carlson nodded at this.

We do. But people know about the time limit. Since the cracking on the shield has greatly decreased and the ground outside appears to be solidifying, we might consider opening up the shield, Commander Carlson said.

Get a volunteer and run another test during the night. I will keep the people contained as best as I can, I replied, exhausted and tried.

And if they survive? Commander Carlson asked.

Then we lower the shield and see what is going on out there. The biggest concern is the risk of debris falling down around the edge of the city, or flooding it, if it is still partially liquid. We dont have room for everyone inside the inner walls and there are security concerns, I added.

I will make the arrangements to plan a test, Commander Carlson said and then left. I rolled my eyes as he left my office. That man had a stick up his ass. While he was nominally in charge, I had a lot of support as well and the backing of Emperor Michael directly. He was just some minion under Clarissa who got unlucky by being left behind here.

I sipped my water. This entire place was a death trap. I hesitated for a moment. If there is an Almighty System or you are listening Emperor Michael, then please save me. And all those other people as well. Save us from this disaster, I prayed.

There was no response. I hadnt thought there would be a response. But one could hope. This entire place was a nightmare. I stayed in my office as it got really dark. I didnt want to sleep as I waited for testing to be completed.

In the morning Commander Carlson returned to my office as I was dozing in my chair. Good, bad? I asked.

Good, he said with a slight smile. The volunteer didnt immediately die and they seem to be alright for the most part. But a second volunteer with no stats went out and they did die, but it took a while, Commander Carlson explained.

I let out a sigh of relief. So, the no stat people are at risk. It looks like things are getting better then. Any sign of other people outside and the terrain? I asked.

No one has been spotted yet. And the terrain is slightly better, but still soft. Like pudding. It is best to wait until the shield runs out, but we should be fine once it goes down, Commander Carlson said.

I will make sure to convey the good news. That will put the city at ease, I replied, feeling a weight lift off my shoulders. We were saved someone. For a brief moment I thought that my prayer sessions might have worked but discarded that notion. While the Almighty System might be powerful and watching over everything, it was also uncaring in the extreme.

Commander Carlson left, and I got up and stretched. Sleeping in my office chair was never a good idea. It was comfortable, but it wasnt good for my back. I began to mentally prepare for todays sermon as breakfast was brought to me. Something along the lines of hope and prayer strengthening the community so that the situation could be reversed.

I needed to be sure to avoid specifics until I got more information. It wouldnt do to create a narrative that I would have to change later on. I couldnt wait for the shield to go away and things to return to normal.