A resonance far deeper and more fundamental than any previous connection erupted from the two of them! It was no longer the impact of fragments of bloodline memory, but a perfect fusion of soul and will!
The End Star Core in Pei Du's chest and the golden flame mark between Xu Shuangyao's eyebrows simultaneously erupted with unprecedented fiery light! The pattern of the thorn mark illuminated and extended simultaneously on their clasped hands! The icy order and destructive power of the End Star Core, and the majestic vitality and protective will of the planet's core, no longer separated, blending seamlessly! It was as if they were two sides of the same coin, finally finding a perfect balance!
An indescribably mysterious and powerful aura, a mixture of the eternal stardust, the vast void, the heavy earth, and the vigorous life, instantly enveloped the entire core space, even penetrating the rock layers, faintly echoing on the resurrected land of Gaia!
Pei Du's eyes, filled with melting gold, reflected Xu Shuangyao's warm smile. Thousands of words were stuck in his throat, and in the end, they only turned into a low and hoarse cry, carrying the exhaustion and satisfaction of crossing life, death and destruction:
"Welcome...home."
The surface of Gaia. 37 degrees north latitude, the site of the former "Emerald Basin."
The vast plains, once covered with fertile black soil and known as the granary of civilization, have long been transformed into a dead wasteland with excessive radiation, cracked ground, and only scattered twisted and strange plants struggling, due to the orbital bombardment of the gravekeepers and the crazy erosion of mycelium.
However, at this moment, a miraculous change is taking place on this dead and scorched earth!
Boom——!!!
A dull yet powerful pulse echoed from deep within the earth! Massive roots, thick and covered in emerald green sprouts and golden veins, like awakening dragons, boldly broke through the hardened crust and pierced the heavens! Wherever the roots passed, cracks in the earth were forcibly healed, and the foul radioactive dust was purified and dispersed by the aura of life emitted by the roots!
These massive roots didn't grow randomly, but as if following some mysterious blueprint, crisscrossing the vast plains, rapidly constructing an immense, three-dimensional network framework that covered the entire basin! At the nodes of the framework, the roots twisted and entwined, forming towering support structures like giant emerald towers!
On the tower, countless fine golden lines flowed and spread like living things! The majestic life energy surged along these lines!
At the same time, at the edge of the basin, several massive war banyan trees, having survived the wasteland and undergone a benign mutation, shook violently under their emerald green canopy, stretching for several kilometers! Their thick aerial roots, as if receiving a command, grew and extended frantically, pouring into the basin like a green torrent, precisely wrapping around and merging with the framework of the massive emerald towers!
The moment the aerial roots merged with the tower, a surge of life energy ignited! A verdant canopy spread and grew across the tower's frame at a visible speed! Tough vines, like the most skillful weavers, wove and woven their way through the frame! Enormous, gracefully shaped leaves unfolded, each one dripping with faint golden veins.
In just a few hours!
A three-dimensional forest city, made up of giant living plant roots, vines, and leaves, covering hundreds of square kilometers, over a thousand meters high, exuding a majestic breath of life and a soft golden glow, like the mythical Emerald City, has risen from the ground in this once dead wasteland!
Within the city, vast hollow structures are naturally divided into distinct levels by resilient plant veins. Root canals, flowing with clear spring water, resemble the city's blood vessels. Domes transformed from giant leaves, with adjustable light transmittance, cover public spaces. Vines automatically weave into sturdy bridges, roads, and even the frames of houses. The air is filled with a fresh, moist, and vibrant scent, devoid of any trace of radiation or decay.
In the city's central square, on a massive platform formed by the thickest core roots, Gaia's survivors, clad in simple protective suits or wrapped in rags, gathered like a tide. Their faces expressed confusion, disbelief, and the overwhelming shock of having survived. They gazed up at this miraculous city that had grown from the ruins, at the towering emerald tower, ablaze with golden light, and at the tower's summit, the emerald aerial roots of several massive war banyan trees cascaded down like a waterfall of life.
At the center of the platform, a massive, ancient war-era banyan tree, its trunk riddled with scorch marks and bullet holes, swayed gently. Its consciousness, flowing through the plant network, echoed clearly in the minds of every survivor, gentle yet resolute:
[Home... has been rebuilt...]
[Thorns...guide...direction...]
[Life... never ceases... hope... endures...]
The crowd was dead silent at first, then erupted into deafening cheers, a mixture of weeping and ecstasy! They knelt on the ground, kissing the jade-like, vibrant plant platform beneath their feet; they embraced each other, tears mixed with smiles flowing freely; they looked up at the emerald green canopy at the top of the giant tower, as if looking up at a new totem!
City of Thorns! On the ashes of destruction, the first bonfire of civilization's revival was lit!
City of Thorns, top of the core tower.
This isn't an enclosed space, but rather a naturally formed hanging garden formed by giant, translucent leaves with golden veins. Sunlight filters through the veins, casting soft patches of light, while the breeze carries the fragrance of plants and the scent of the young forest beyond.
Pei Du and Xu Shuangyao stood side by side, overlooking the vibrant city below and the recovering land in the distance that was rapidly covered by green.
Xu Shuangyao had changed into a simple, elegant dress woven naturally from the toughest vine fibers and giant leaves. Her jet-black hair was casually tied up with a single emerald green vine branch. The golden flame mark between her brows radiated a gentle glow, and her clear eyes reflected her new home, carrying the compassion of the planet's will and the heartfelt joy of a guardian.
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