Unplanned

One by one, natural resistance has sprung up in all corners of the Earth – before nature will destroy the chaotic civilization on Earth – in the South Lampung area, coordinates 6.6 degrees South Latitude and 125.25 East Longitude.

The child of Mount Krakatoa has been coughing intensively since dawn. The lava glows as if the orange glow of the sun is behind a mega cloud, and it can be seen from a distance. Dense black fog rose to hundreds of meters from the crater. Occasionally, accompanied by flashes of blue lightning, and the sound of thunder in the thick volcanic fog.

There is no life in the nearby settlements. Sertung Island or also on Rakata Kecil Island. For the last dozen years, the islands around Mount Krakatoa have been abandoned by residents. The drought that always hit, also due to the increasingly intense activity of the volcano, made the people who lived in the area previously left their homeland.

On the two main landmasses—southern Andalas and parts of West Java—people can see clearly. The thick fog that was spewing out of Mount Krakatoa looked very thick and dense, darker than it had been.

Even though the people don't know for sure, their instincts tell them: The Child of Krakatoa will act like Ancient Krakatoa. The child will be like the mother.

***

Throughout his journey, Aldi always thought about the land and the hills that had cracked earlier.

Even though he wasn't very good at this, he was pretty sure: The Earth must have put up a fight against the human race that had – and continues to – plunder its guts. Destroy existing ecosystems. Aldi is very sure of that.

Aldi spurred his chameleon at high speed, they walked along the dark sea surface. He activated the windshield on the chameleon's head. The protective glass moved slowly, curling past Aldi's head. The hot night air always had a way of torturing life, and Aldi didn't want that to happen. Including, protecting the little girl in the back who was busy eating something.

Aldi turned his head, and said a little loudly, "Hey, don't eat my food!" he was worried about the dozen or so assorted-flavored jellies he'd put in the two-hand-sized box in the backseat earlier.

"What are you talking about?" the little girl hid a stick of jelly in the blanket she was wearing. "I didn't eat anything!"

The little girl looked the other way while fixing the blanket on her body, protecting her frail body from the night wind. When Aldi returned to focus on the direction of his vehicle, the little girl enjoyed the orange jelly left in her hand.

"Damn it!" Aldi muttered half inaudibly. Yes, of course, he knows that. "You're going to starve me, you little brat!"

Preceded by a deep sigh, Aldi increased the speed of his vehicle. Chameleon flew low, swerving to avoid the wreckage that had piled on the surface of the sea. He purposely turned on his vehicle's headlights on low power. Well, Aldi didn't want to attract someone's attention instead of the Federation's accomplice.

Aldi has some unfinished business with the Federation and the Andalas Government. That's why he raced the chameleon even faster.

At first, before meeting the little girl, Aldi was about to leave the Land of Andalas. He wanted to cross the Strait of Malacca. The destination is mainland Asia. However, after the incident he saw a few hours ago, he didn't want to take any risks.

If this terrible thing had happened here, it is not impossible that in mainland Asia it would be even worse. At least, that's what he thought.

Aldi decided to just cross over to Java. He had heard that there was a ruler who lived in a castle in the Karanghawu area – formerly the area was part of West Java – who owned a spaceship capable of carrying five thousand people at once.

In fact, there are seven – even ten if you count the gangsters – spaceships in all corners of Andalas.

However, because of the problem with the Andalas Government, Aldi prefers to just cross over to Java. After all, apart from the people from the Andalas Government itself who were hunting for him, there were also those from the Federation, as well as, the gangsters who wanted payment for Aldi's bounty, of course.

The initial problem was arguably only a small issue, but due to the direct connection of the affairs to the government, small things become big.

For example, Aldi has snatched the level-7 chameleon that he is now riding from the hands of a super jerk, the son of a ruler. Well, after Aldi castrated the young man's genitals, and left the young man naked among prostitutes, wailing at the loss of his heirloom.

It's just a small business between men. Well, just a little extreme, nothing more. Except, the piece of genitals was thrown by Aldi into the fireplace.

And since those two years ago, Aldi was registered as an Operational Target of the Andalas Government – ​​to be more precise, issued by a castle lord in the Musi River area.

That's why Aldi chose to "visit" Java. The Andalas government and the Javanese government for the past hundred years have never gotten along. Thus, Aldi thought this would certainly give him an opportunity, or at least, to find a "ticket" to leave Mother Earth.

Well, Aldi hears this too often: Those elites will use their wealth and leave this Earth to live comfortably on another Earth.

And that's the plan, Aldi intends to sneak into one of the spaceships in Java, no matter what.

Then, what about the little girl in the back? Aldi looked back for a moment. He let out a short sigh. Aldi is not a saint, he is just a bastard. If he only brought himself, of course, Aldi would be able to overcome the problems he would face later. After all, this is the man's lifestyle.

However, it would be a different story if he had to take the little girl with him. This will limit his movement instead of talking about the need to eat and drink.

"This sucks!" Aldi muttered to himself. "I don't know why I have to take you with me?" he glanced back again at the little girl.

Ah, never mind. Let's see what happens, he thought.

TO BE CONTINUED ...