Apocalypse I can Synthesis Anything
Destruction and chaos spread on the once-vibrant Green Star, its surroundings plagued by the incessant noise of impending doom. An ominous darkness, akin to locusts, relentlessly devoured the land. "Why is this happening? Why?" A few melting figures glared at the impending doom of darkness above. A colossal shadow cast its veil over the Green Star, declaring an impending cataclysm. Above, a green pillar of light flickered intermittently, each appearance marking the vanishing of another source of life. Silence draped the star as both light and vitality were snuffed out. Everything became devoid of life, light, and silence spreading across the whole star along with darkness. Thousands of light years away, in the vast expanse of deep space, ripples distorted the fabric of the cosmos. A colossal shadow materialized, observing the distant spectacle of a supernova's explosive demise. Amidst cryptic symbols, a message emerged: "~~" "~~~" "~~~~~" Deciphering, "Not Found," "Erasure is Complete," "Proceeding to the next target."
Chapter 39 Refugee Base
After lunch,
Observing Jack about to pick up the dishes, Stella hastily grabbed them before him. "Brother, I will do it. Also, I can cook. I will handle the cooking too," Stella spoke earnestly.
Jack nodded with a smile. "Well, you can do it if you want. Also, just put these dishes in the washer. Click the clean option; it will automatically clean and arrange them," he instructed, demonstrating the usage of accessories in the kitchen.
Witnessing everything being so efficient and easy, Stella was shocked and amazed by the technology inside, starting to use them curiously.
Jack then appeared in the front driving area, navigating toward the survivors. The robots were tending to the survivors; almost all of them had awakened.
"Are these robots?" Few survivors commented, frightened and alert, looking at silver metallic robots standing around after a distance like guards.