The brutal images cut through everyone's mind like a knife, piercing deeply into the hearts of every viewer in front of the screen.

The alien beasts roared and tore through humanity's defenses. Their huge wings stirred up storms. Rotting corpses were scattered all over the ground, and even the sky was a depressing gray and yellow.

The helpless mother crouched in the corner of the ruins, holding her child in her arms, crying and shouting, her voice hoarse and hopeless. The child was as thin as a stick of firewood, and didn't even have the strength to cry. He just stared blankly, and the blazing flames of the wasteland were reflected in his pupils.

The bullet screen began to scroll slowly, as if the audience had not yet recovered from the shock:

[How could...the world become like this? ]

[Is this true? It's so scary! ]

The camera cuts to the old men crawling on the wasteland looking for leftovers.

His bony hands rummaged through the food residue in the black ash, picked up a small piece of moldy dry food and stuffed it into his mouth.

His teeth had fallen out long ago and he was unable to chew at all. He could only hold the food in his mouth, swallowing painfully in his throat.

The audience has nowhere to hide and can only face these cruel realities.

"How do these people survive?" A voice came from outside the live broadcast room, an unconscious whisper from a viewer.

The scene turns to a battle ruin, where a young warrior lies in a pool of blood, his weapon broken, but he desperately protects several children hiding behind him.

These children have dull eyes. They cannot understand the difference between life and death. They just cuddle together numbly, waiting for an unknown fate.

Someone cried in front of the screen: "Are these children... our descendants?"

[Oh my god, are they our bloodline? ]

The barrage of comments exploded, and countless people finally realized that there were more than just strangers in the picture.

[These are not others, they may be our grandchildren or great-grandchildren! ]

[Those veins, those eyes, they look just like my children! ]

A bone-chilling chill enveloped everyone in front of the screen. The original doubts had disappeared, replaced by a heavy, suffocating fear.

"This is not science fiction, it's not special effects... it's the real future."

Someone started typing like crazy in the comments:

[Dr. Gu, I don’t care whether it’s true or not, please tell me, what can we do? ]

[These people can't die like this, they are our family! ]

[I believe it. This scene is too real. Dr. Gu, please save our descendants! ]

[The future can't be like this! No matter what, I have to do something! ]

Someone clenched his fists and said, "Gu Man is right. The fate of the future is in our hands. If we don't act now, all this will come true."

Another mother held her child in her arms and left a message with tears in her eyes: "I don't want my child to live like this. I'm willing to do anything to change this!"

At the same time, the holographic live broadcast of Xuanwu Base has entered a critical stage.

What was displayed on the screen were the ruins of destroyed cities and countless corpses piled up like mountains.

A giant alien beast roared and climbed out of the ruins. Its dark figure covered the sky, and its sharp claws scratched the earth, instantly turning a building into ruins.

“This is the end of the future.”

Gu Man's voice was broadcast live, calm yet shocking.

"This is not a science fiction movie, this is the reality we are facing."

"The choices you make now determine your future survival."

The bullet screen is rolling wildly:

Is this true?

[Where did these monsters come from? They are so scary! ]

[If this is the future, what should we do? ]

Gu Man looked cold and continued, "You are not powerless to change. The hope for the future lies in the hands of everyone."

The scene switches to the streets of Xuanwu Base.

Maglev trains whizzed by, mecha operators lined up in neat rows, and nuclear reactors emitted a faint blue light.

The whole city is like a miracle of the future, showing the only order and hope in the end times.

"This is the Xuanwu Base." Gu Man's tone became increasingly firm. "It is the spark of the end of the world and the hope for the future."

"But the premise for its existence is modern efforts."

Groups of alien beasts rushed towards the base's defense line. The mecha troops quickly counterattacked, and beams of light broke through the sky, tearing the alien beasts into pieces.

But there are also some cruel shots in the picture.

A mecha operator was pierced by an alien during the battle, and fell to the ground in the ruins, blood gushing out.

His companion did not stop, but gritted his teeth and drove the mecha to continue fighting.

Gu Man's voice sounded, with a hint of sadness in his tone: "This is the future of mankind. Every breath is accompanied by sacrifice."

"But every drop of blood is paving the way for the continuation of humanity."

The bullet screen exploded instantly:

[Oh my god, why are they still insisting? ]

What are they guarding? Why don’t these people give up?

[I understand... they are protecting our descendants! ]

The holographic live broadcast of Xuanwu Base reached its climax.

On the screen, the battle between the mecha troops and the aliens became increasingly fierce. The defense line collapsed several times and was quickly repaired.

Gu Man's voice was deep and firm: "Every warrior's sacrifice is to allow humanity to move on."

"What you see is the battlefield of the future and the choices you make today."

The scene suddenly switched to show a shot of a mother holding a baby in the Xuanwu base.

She stood behind the defense line, her eyes determined.

"She had just lost her husband, a mecha operator. But she did not back down because her children still needed a future."

There was a hint of sob in Gu Man's voice.

"She is protecting this child, and she is also protecting humanity."